February 2012
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Five Minutes
Been back five minutes
And the tea is already cold
Bitterly sweet
Icy and sour as is slides down my throat
Been back five minutes
And the silence already lingers
I yearn to be above the earth
Away from here
With no one but my own
Been back five minutes
And you have already gone
That other person
With bluer eyes and fuller words
I want them back
Been back five minutes
I’ve...
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Slide
I can’t make you love me
I’m knee deep in this icy snow
Calling your name
My sweet voice echoes through the empty night
And simmers into nothingness
Warm tears slide down and away
I am soaring over this dusty earth
Longing to fly far away from here
Soft and translucent piano tunes take me away
Away from your voice
And they simmer into nothing
I want to slide down and away
January 2012
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Monday
Oh yes Another sober Monday Sat in these pink and white sheets Vanilla soaks the air And you soak my sheets
Amy sings And this rose wine flows So bitter and nice And your rugged face Tugs at my mind My mind wanders Throughout this flowery pod And sweeps over the dusty floors And moist mattresses Takes itself over the pine trees Towards your house Oh yes Another sober Monday
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Perfect
Trying so hard every second of every day to be perfect The face that you make The ink that you bleed The hair that you dye Day in day out Day out day in Just waiting for someone to fall Plummet off that cliff towards your shiny feet With nothing in their blue eyes but you Trying so hard every day of every month to be that person That person who is a glint in his eye The endless nights Of wine and...
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Nice Guys Finish Last
Nice guys finish last
That’s the way it always is
You can’t please them all
You can only please one
And that’s just the way it is
Take your sweet words and fry them in passion
Salt them in some desire
Flavour with lust and love
And you will be good to go
And that’s just the way it is
Take that heat and aim and fire
Discover which target you want to hit
And try...
These Days
I am feeling like I won’t give up
I am feeling like this is the start
The day wakes with a buzz
And I’m pulled through each minute
By the thought of you
These sparkling lights
Hung beneath and above our heads
And the waves of the night sail us through these days
And I don’t want these days to end
I’m feeling like my head’s on fire
I’m feeling like...
A Train Station
There’s a station and you can catch a train to anywhere
Pack your bags
And you’ll be there
There’s a world and you can put your feet in the centre of it
Dig out your best shoes
And you’ll be there
There’s a girl with red hair waiting
She wants to take you everywhere
If you grab her hand
She’ll get you there
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Time Flies
Half past one the cuckoo sings
I realise that this clock has grown wings
White and fluffy, stretched out like a bird
They flutter like tiny heartbeats
Pulsing up and down
Up and down
Tick and tock
Ten to one or is it half past three
The wings flutter violently
This sacred clock sits empty
Empty of hands and void of time
Tutting down and up
Down and up
Tock and tick
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Big Jump
It’s a big jump
Concrete slabs beneath your feet
These jungle sounds
Taste so sweet
It’s a big jump
Bitter sun on your face
These angry nights
Are losing space
It’s a big jump
Wood rot wearing thin
It’s one big leap
To get to him
It’s a big jump
A rolling gap with no place to go
It’s a big jump
And you know you can’t say no
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Starts and Stops
It starts then it stops
It’s here then it isn’t
Loud and then quiet
Your heart skips a step
It’s drumming
Or is it?
It’s shaking
Or is it?
The music strumms
And comes to a close
And it stops
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Back To Then
I’ve gone back to then
When kisses taste so sweet
So bad for you
And palms touch in the night
And my head is filled with marshmallow
I’ve gone back to then
When the world is all shiny and new
So good for you
And paths cross every second
And my heart is filled with brushstrokes
We’ve gone back to then
When my stomach flutters and my legs shake
So all for you
And...
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Breathe
I’m learning to breathe on my own now
The silences are fading and I can hear your voice
I sense the sunrise and my head burns
With each breath I sense our past
And our present
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Sailing
He couldn’t possibly know where she is going
She will be lying in someone else’s arms
A poet from Bristol
Who is reading another one about her
And she cries
He couldn’t possibly know where she will end up
She will be walking on a beach of pebbles
With a musician from Leeds
They are wondering what to do next
And she smiles
He couldn’t possibly know where her...
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Deep Eyes
owl features pale hair creased shirts rough skin thin lips stick arms cold hands empty promises dirty shoes bad timing insect legs grey face hard surface tall back solid responses rosy cheeks soft glow colourful jeans warm touch kind words autumnal scent timeless moment deep eyes that I am lost in again
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Deep Eyes II
deep eyes
not grey this time
but blue
blue like the sea
green like the sky
warm hands
rough face
autumn hair
heated scent
closed features
closed heart
that I can’t even finish writing this poem
because I can’t read you
I don’t even know
After You Leave
#pleasedon’tleave
#pleasejuststay
#tellme
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Taste
The taste of rejection
Like stale bubble gum
Like food that doesn’t fill you
Like floods of tears
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December 2011
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Fingertips
One night your fingertips brushed my arm and the next you were gone.
I walked these grey streets with blurry eyes, searching for those hands.
Hands that were settled on her golden hair and so far from mine.
One night you brushed your soft fingertips down the arch of my back. They told me how beautiful I was.
I knew that you would be gone but still I walked, I ran, down dingy streets...
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Heartbreak
Every song on this Adele album is breaking my heart - I didn’t even realise it was close to being broken…
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Quits
I don’t want to
Play this game anymore.
Eyes
God.
Blue eyes.
How do you even begin to write about those blue eyes?
She runs.
Runs with a skip in her step.
How do you even begin to think about ever slowing down?
She spins.
Spins in her dreams and when she wakes up.
Why do we always have to wake up?
“Hey, Mr Bright Eyes. Where you been all my life.”
– Rebecca Ferguson
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November 2011
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Over and Over
I’ve listened to the same song over and over again now Over and over again The soft beat tingles round and round in my head Round and round Gentle drums beat through my veins Beating and patting Patting and tapping Asking you to come. Just come away with me Listen to the sharp guitars That strum so soft As soft as the warm rain as it hits the roof of my head.
My heart pounds and pounds...
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“Come away with me…”
– Norah Jones
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Mountain
There was a girl And she wrote his name On a little piece of white paper.
She kept it in her pocket She lit red candles And dreamt of them together.
In the dreams The mountain mist was thick And the air was chilly But they were wrapped up warm Together. And then she woke. There was a girl Who walked for miles and miles Until she reached a mountain. With fire in her eyes And coal in her head...
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Actual Genius →
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“Open your eyes.”
– Vanilla Sky