cannot dance
twenty four hours a day
sometimes,
i need a little place to hide away
Tag: verse
I Guess You Have Woken Up – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
s been like that –
ever since i can remember
not so much, warm sunny july
more like, cold biting december
The Eighth Sea, The Eighth Wonder – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
something took me
and shook me up
it put wind in my sails
gave me a hold
that stops my childish wails
Sleep – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)
foreign countries invade my shadows
strange beings rummage –
in the stairs below
What More Can I Give – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)
i am only me
let me be on my own
so you noticed my selfish streak
you are lucky i even use the telephone
The Second, The Moment, The Hour – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)
love does not come in a bunch –
of freshly arranged flowers
because love is not prearranged
it seizes the second, the moment, the hour
Try Being Me – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)
how it should be
and i do not disagree
but, you are not me
just as i am not you
Better Maps – Written Monday 6th September 2021 (Aged 46)
find it hard to navigate myself
would like better maps
would like a less obvious collapse
My Mind Fills Up – Written Monday 6th September 2021 (Aged 46)
my mind fills up
and then is overfills
as my life
changes its wheels
Core of Me – Written Saturday 4th September 2021 (Aged 46)
the core of me,
it remains intact
and that is truthful
an undisputed fact
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 