I walk on dainty knives for you
High heeled stiletto shoes
Wrap a sheet around my figure
For winters to keep me cool
I pierce a pin through my ear
Red and greeen of holiday cheer
Pull my hair into a knot
Don an unbreathable frock
I'll scrub my face till its red and raw
Sand concotion with apple core
Wipe white powder on my cheeks
Out of my eyes those tears mustn't leak
Fixing a choker around my neck
Fixing a badge upon my chest
Jangly cuffs around my wrists
Weights and needles on my fists
Out onto the streets I swept
Only to find that you'd left.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Friday, November 5, 2010
Vacant
Lulled into heartbeats
Of train track melodies,
The sweetness of your breath;
A haven from the soured breeze, and
Floating tastes of greasy takeaway
Contained in silver cans of grey.
You rushed away;
The hollow air,
As the stenches rush in to take your place.
Stilled, I watched revolving heels
From half buried basement grills
Up!
Across...
Down the stairs
And when you look back
I would've clattered on, gone
And a Little gentleness
That lies deep within your breast,
Will let out a strangled, shuddering cry.
Of train track melodies,
The sweetness of your breath;
A haven from the soured breeze, and
Floating tastes of greasy takeaway
Contained in silver cans of grey.
You rushed away;
The hollow air,
As the stenches rush in to take your place.
Stilled, I watched revolving heels
From half buried basement grills
Up!
Across...
Down the stairs
And when you look back
I would've clattered on, gone
And a Little gentleness
That lies deep within your breast,
Will let out a strangled, shuddering cry.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Parting
I see moving pictures in a 5 by 5 screen
I hear the sounds emitted in sync with the scenes
I reach out my hand to touch what I see
And I grasp that I'm only really with me.
The silver framed photograhs hanging off the walls
The aeroplane that flew you off to foreign shores
Your pictures spread around me on the bedroom floor
Looking at your silhouette framing the door.
Sleeping by the phone incase it would ring
Walk humming to the tune you used to sing
Reading letters and postcards in fading ink
I smoothed the little seashells you left by the sink
I wave you goodbye in the big white hall,
Your hands wave back; a big smile sprawled,
Over the face I know I'll miss,
Goodbye my darling just one more kiss.
You cupped the time that turned stones into sand
Should you wish them to trickle slowly through your hands,
And those grains to what ends may meet
Time, Love, matters of importance I cannot understand.
I hear the sounds emitted in sync with the scenes
I reach out my hand to touch what I see
And I grasp that I'm only really with me.
The silver framed photograhs hanging off the walls
The aeroplane that flew you off to foreign shores
Your pictures spread around me on the bedroom floor
Looking at your silhouette framing the door.
Sleeping by the phone incase it would ring
Walk humming to the tune you used to sing
Reading letters and postcards in fading ink
I smoothed the little seashells you left by the sink
I wave you goodbye in the big white hall,
Your hands wave back; a big smile sprawled,
Over the face I know I'll miss,
Goodbye my darling just one more kiss.
You cupped the time that turned stones into sand
Should you wish them to trickle slowly through your hands,
And those grains to what ends may meet
Time, Love, matters of importance I cannot understand.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Rainy Night
Imagine the hedge lined, wooded paths
And the tap of rain, a song,
Pass the dew on bristled branches
Trade them for crystal gowns.
Willows soft and willows mellow,
Lost me in their silvery strands
Perhaps the splash of unmannered cars
A rustle where oaks would stand
Back towards your blazing eyes
Dispersing fairy's jewels
Be it love the one I despised
Here I harvest for you
It's cruel to linger where traffic slows
Where each whisper skips a beat
And I am left in the rain to wonder
If the slowness if for me.
But ponder each drop; hanging
Precariously from shadowed leaves,
Then I gues you would understand
Why these games, I would keep
Nonetheless, indigo skies retired
Back into their downy beds
The coldness of new tears
Washes me from my rest
The rattle of rain on pavement,
I later reflected, was kind
They drove all musty, settled thoughts
Far from my mind.
And the tap of rain, a song,
Pass the dew on bristled branches
Trade them for crystal gowns.
Willows soft and willows mellow,
Lost me in their silvery strands
Perhaps the splash of unmannered cars
A rustle where oaks would stand
Back towards your blazing eyes
Dispersing fairy's jewels
Be it love the one I despised
Here I harvest for you
It's cruel to linger where traffic slows
Where each whisper skips a beat
And I am left in the rain to wonder
If the slowness if for me.
But ponder each drop; hanging
Precariously from shadowed leaves,
Then I gues you would understand
Why these games, I would keep
Nonetheless, indigo skies retired
Back into their downy beds
The coldness of new tears
Washes me from my rest
The rattle of rain on pavement,
I later reflected, was kind
They drove all musty, settled thoughts
Far from my mind.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Night
It awakens as the sun dips down, the lull
Of crickets hidden in grassy groves,
And the silent whispers of fluttering leaves,
In the rapsy beats of tattered wings.
As airy spirits glided by
And landed softly on my shoulders,
Beside my ear, they sat.
Directing my feet towards lighted darkness,
Tugging my heart towards welcoming shadows.
I fell for the enchantments of lady night.
Of crickets hidden in grassy groves,
And the silent whispers of fluttering leaves,
In the rapsy beats of tattered wings.
As airy spirits glided by
And landed softly on my shoulders,
Beside my ear, they sat.
Directing my feet towards lighted darkness,
Tugging my heart towards welcoming shadows.
I fell for the enchantments of lady night.
Moon in Fours
Wolf
I sat, pinned
Admiring your light,
As you pierced me,
With slitted eyes.
-------------------
Photograph
Your light,
In sepia white
Etches tonight
Into my mind.
-------------------
Harvest Moon
Smile upon the golden wheat,
Cast your marble spells,
Watching as the colors seep
Into your cloudy wells.
--------------------
Witness
You cast upon us
The softest spotlight,
That faithfully lit us
As we danced in the night.
I sat, pinned
Admiring your light,
As you pierced me,
With slitted eyes.
-------------------
Photograph
Your light,
In sepia white
Etches tonight
Into my mind.
-------------------
Harvest Moon
Smile upon the golden wheat,
Cast your marble spells,
Watching as the colors seep
Into your cloudy wells.
--------------------
Witness
You cast upon us
The softest spotlight,
That faithfully lit us
As we danced in the night.
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