The Loving Touch – Written August 2006 (Aged 31)
i wonder where it went wrong
was the weight of guilt
just too much
did parents abandon responsibility
and fail to provide the loving touch
feelings
The Boy Behind The Glasses: An Introduction
My name is James and this personal website is an attempt to archive my writing which predominately is (under a loose banner) poetry
I started writing things down at the age of 17 in 1992, initially with no other idea of plan then to keep a record of my thoughts and feelings. Given my growing up experiences it felt like the perfect way to apply some self help therapy
When the Fruit Falls – Written Friday 26th July 2019 (Aged 44)
people can get so much of me
assuming, that’s all there is
i am a personality of festivals
with different gifts
read more When the Fruit Falls – Written Friday 26th July 2019 (Aged 44)
(Blanket) Actions Speak Louder Than Words – Monday 23rd March 1998
I would like to meet that person
the one that does not exist
only in the imagination
where reality is not real
give me a blanket
to keep out the cold
read more (Blanket) Actions Speak Louder Than Words – Monday 23rd March 1998
I Need no Tribute – March or April 1998
I need no tribute
or big brass bands
I need no final card game
where I am dealt the perfect hand
Facing the Wrong Direction (originally untitled) – March 1998
putting off today,
it is too late
I cannot repair the break
I cannot put back what I chose to take
not when it is someone’s feelings
read more Facing the Wrong Direction (originally untitled) – March 1998
Sit With Me – March 1998
I was caught by stark reality
no one knew why I was doing this
I made no pledge
so sit with me on the edge
You Once Had a Way – March 1998
You Once Had a Way you once had a way as you are you have my day it is okay
Every Class – Thursday 13th June 2019
Every Class people do see me –as slightly clumsy and slightly less slickand, i do get it i think back
Soft Touch Me -Tuesday 11th June 2019
Soft Touch Me I am not that person but then, I find I am what do I understand my self
