Archive for October, 2020


A writing exercise…

I dont know if anyone does this but I often do… set your play list to random or just listen to the radio and pick up a pen, listen to the song and let both the song and your emotions dictate the words. Always ends up a small poem because you have to finish when the song finishes.

Anyway…

Song: Need You Now By Lady Antebellum.

The song plays

and I’m breaking,

The song plays

and I’m shaking,

This depth of sorrow

consuming me,

Need you so bad

try to break free,

I need you

right here right now,

Don’t care ’bout nothing else

and I don’t care how,

I miss you I miss you

I’m caving,

Can’t stay strong giving in

I’m craving,

This damn song plays

and I’m breaking,

Thoughts consumed by you

and I’m shaking…

.x.

Bird just a bird sitting on the concrete

tell me why do you look at the sky?

Oh tell me little birdie

on broken wing can’t you fly?

Scamper around in the grit and the dirt

why do you walk in the gutter?

Show me birdie where is your song

please tell me why do you stutter?

And you look my way

with remorseful eye,

Then tilt your sweet head

to the crystal clear sky,

Come on little birdie

have faith i do say,

Have courage little birdie

your wings are ok,

And you expand your chest

and stretch out your wings,

You fly into the sky

your melodious voice sings,

And with a smile

I turn from the mirror…

.x.

I fell in love

I gave you my heart,

You had your agenda

right from the start,

I handed you

such an intricate knife,

And then stupidly trustingly

gave you my life,

And you eloquently carved

across barest skin,

You fuelled my desires

fires raged from within,

Carving intricacies and fables

delectably soft,

I adored and I worshipped

held you revered aloft,

Carving and weaving stripping layers

lay me bare,

Carve my bones

till not there,

Just a ghost standing in the shadows

an echo a toy,

Took a long time to realise

not a man just a boy,

And yet I’ve loved you

right from the start,

And nievely trustingly

gave you my heart…

.x.

Tired angel

with broken wings,

Fluttering heart

soft song sings,

Pick yourself up

from dusty floor,

You were made

for so much more,

Although your softly wings

of black,

Hang broken and ragged

around your shoulders and back,

You hold tendrils of softness

in the dark gray,

Bringing a warmth

as you go on your way,

Smile little angel

smile your warmth today,

For you bring brightness

to somebodies day,

And without you in it?

their world would be gray,

You’re worth so much more than you know…

.x.

A memory just memory

a memory of times gone by,

Trying to be the strong one

can’t you see how much I cry,

I go to bed with an empty ache

this ripping at my heart,

Why are you so set on shredding me

you’re slowly tearing me apart,

I’m only human I bleed

only human I break,

Just how much more

till its too much to take…

.x.

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