it should sweep you off your feet
mess up your life –
turn it upside down and never be neat
it should burn so bright –
and make you feel so complete
Tag: words
Finished Before it Starts – Wednesday 8th February 2011
i stand at my door –
leaning on its frame
i do look cynical
but it is better than going insane
Understanding Just Got Jilted – Wednesday 8th February 2011
it is true, you are beautiful
and works of art never match your eyes
Self Centre – Thursday 9th February 2011
and the self centre –
is closed to visitors –
and tourists –
which happen to stray past
A Picasso Sketch – Wednesday 8th February 2011
i am not your dog
to carry and fetch
i am not the condensation
on your cold cold breath
We All Have Gifts – Thursday 9th February 2011
i stand on a corner
handing them out –
like a commuter’s –
free newspaper
Ledge so Precarious – Thursday 9th February 2011
to me
a cuddle and warmth
has a cost
direction,
somehow should not be lost
The Drop of a Hat – November 1998
but a cure for loneliness
will remain elusive
it will always be around
it’s as cold as a three storey heart
Time Stealer – November 1998
trying to get hold of me once more
just like before
time stealer
deceiving my eyes
in all our lives
Empty Box – November 1998
empty box
what a mess
big fat empty box
that is all i get
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 