Wonderings of Love

To fall in love
is a stranger to me.
Which doesn't lead
to poetry
of feelings
so mushy
they wouldn't be out of place
with some fish and chips.


I suppose
it must bring comfort
security 
a feeling of warmth
a smile
paired with a steady heart beat
Never totally alone
always accepted
more often than not
happy
when loved in returned. 


To fall
to be
in love
I don't know if any poetry
can express the wonder
well enough. 

Jellyfish Cloud

I would have taken a picture but I was in the car >.<

It was a whisper of grey
a barely there
imprint against
the charcoal background
rolling behind it.


Drifting tendrils
with a rounded top.
It was like a jelly fish
except that it was
swimming
in the sky. 

Erosion Insults

Knocked back
with insults
wearing away
as a river
does a to rock.


Then picked back up
laugh it off
insist its a joke
no harm done


but


part of me
just a small,
small part
falls away. 

Digital

Got a headache so the poem will be short and shit today. Hurray! 


Writing this 10 minutes later. I still don't know what to write. 


Going on to one word.com 

New age
new way of showing time
increasing technology
and our screen time
decreasing our time with
each other
face
to face
numbers taking away
personality

Blue Over Grey

I've found optimism
looking up
at a blue sky
rather than grey pavement
The daffodils nod in
agreement
or perhaps it's just the breeze


Rather than watch my feet
Plod along
I can watch the clouds
race one another
focus on things around me
rather than just me.

Searching for Signs of Magic

When I was little
I looked for signs of magic
A sparkle of light
which I hoped only I could see
Twitching fingers
trying to move objects 
And dreams of flying
always flying.


Now coated in a sense of self
and public opinion
the mind is more careful
to try and think
the right way


Though today
a street lamp flashed
yellow
just for a second
I smiled. 

Cool Breeze

Wind

strokes the face

the breeze

caresses the skin

cools it down

relief

after suffocating

heat.

Thoughts are allow

to chill

muscles

relax

Let Art Take Over

This poem is response to Rebecca Black and Jenna Rose. Its songs like this that really make miss John Lennon and the 60s era in general. And I wasn't even alive then -.-

Let talent get the spotlight
not the looks
or money
or the product.
Let soul shine through
set loose
admiration
inspiration.


Spread a deserving message
your beliefs 
not an image.
Sing 
don't auto tune,
Eat,
don't diet 
Act,
don't pout.


Please, please, please 
set art free.

Happy Place

So I saw NeverShoutNever yesterday. I've loved his music for 2 years and it was incredibly wonderful to see him and meet him afterwards. I don't mean to sound like a pre teen fan girl but really, he does inspire me to try and be my own person. 

I found my happy place
I can go there
and no one can take it away 
It's hidden under the blanket
that covers my brain in darkness
there it is
glowing in perfection


Street lamp lit alley 
heavy bass and drums
 in the background
fans, who understand
and the reason we're all there
in the first place
top it off with a simple signature
done with a smiley face.


All it takes is a song
and I'm there
troubles forgotten 
in that shining moment
when a dream
became real. 

Repeating Waves

Conversation washes over me
makes me wonder if waves repeat
blue
blue
always blue
take me away
on a new ship
and let me hear some new waves

Festival Spirit

Clap
clap
bottle thrown
amp shrieks 
foot sticks to floor
cheer
sun peeks through
lights flash
red
purple
yellow
blue
adrenaline runs
pain of the sore feet
forgotten

Daydreamer

Not noticing feet along the pavement 
Nor the daffodils at the side
until they come in to focus
when your abruptly awoken
by the honk of a horn. 


A smile stuck on the face
not thinking of passers by
just the scene in your head
replaying
rewinding
tweaking the details 
until it's just right,
just what you want.


The smile grows larger
the scenery fades 
and once again
you forget the world you're in
and become lost
in your own. 

Vintage

The old becomes new
life breathed in
a fresh face
a fresh start
hope,
twisted through the fabric
sometimes
happiness is easy.

The Corner of my Eye

In the corner of my eye
I wish to find
you
looking at me
in the corner of your eye
a smile on your face


I wish to find your arm
brushing mine
you'll be kind
and have the same smile
and all the while
you'll be thinking of me
always in the corner
of your mind. 

Natural Disasters

My thoughts are in Japan. 

Be safe.

Let miracles move

through the terror

and the pain

Love outshine

hate

and because of

the living nightmare

we become closer.

Glance

Believe this is the 80th blog? Bloody hell! 

Forgive me
for I thought you
were someone
I knew.
No need to look away
or down at the floor
ignoring the view.
Just ignore
an ugly stranger's
glances. 

Here Comes the Anxiety

Here comes the anxiety 
here comes the stress
here comes the panic
the worry
and the mess


Then there's the brain
the heart
the stomach
working together
but you feel like torn apart


Light the match
the fuse will burn
just you wait
it might be your turn. 

Fleeting Youth

Feeling of youth
is fleeting
Soon to be greedily
consumed
by years.
Fears
not so much of grey
or wrinkles
but of slowly
breaking down.


Don't think of this
until you see,
barely,
living proof. 

Trying to Write Free Style

The picture is a chewing gum artist, it might be kind of gross or weird to some people but I really love the idea of it. I thought it kind of fitted in with what I was trying to say in this poem. 

I wish that when I talk
the words flow
easily
rhyming
timing
simple as a
click,
click
quick
perfection.


Rapping
lyrics
meaning grasped
with ease
passion clear
in the tone
the pauses


On the streets
feel the beat
of the people
hearts
together
separate 


Lets talk
walk
find art in life
and soul
in each other. 

Reminder Rainbow

Roses, strawberries, lips
Tropicana, high lighters, pumpkin
Sunshine, daffodils, holidays 
Grass, forests, spring 
Ocean, berries, sky 
Dusk, sapphires, blankets
Royalty, amethyst, parma violets 

Worry

When everything
Overwhelms 
Reason and
Restlessness takes over
You begin to fall. 

Results

Guess who got January exam results today . . . 

Future crushing down
at simple letters
on a page
no rage
just fear
and tears.


Hope is there
but you can't see it yet
hidden by the overwhelming
sense of failure 


The time to try again
will come soon
but at this moment
the here and now
is all there is. 

Bitch

Behind her back
It begins
Talking,
Cynics
Hating

Strolling Observations

I wrote this on my ipod touch while walking to visit my friend. So it may not make much sense but it's how I wrote it in the moment, which I kind of like. 

Footsteps through crocus
gentle
fragile
as are the feet within the shoes 
that are treading through
with the up most care.
He walks
his feet making a barely there
impression
upon the green.


Arms brushing together
purposely close
either one could move
neither does
are they hiding something
or is there nothing to hide? 

Weightless

No real direction

just floating

no up

nor down

just blue 

No real sound

just a pulse

tapping at the wrists

for the ears 

to hear.

The longing for air

to be like water

where one

can simply float

is strong. 

Smiling

It's like sunshine
gently
warming you
from the bones
along the veins
through the blood
then strokes the skin


A mouth not having
a will of its own
twitches upwards 
teeth possibly
making an appearance


No control
but not wanting any
happy to be here
and not be anywhere 
else. 

Darkness

Fear of the dark
is not the darkness itself
but the fear of the unknown
if there's something
hidden
in the midst of the shadows.


Fear of death
is not the death itself
but fear of the unknown
if there's nothing
or something
for our so called souls
to end up in.


I'll try shine a torch
in that darkness
hold on to some hope.
Let's try to be brave. 

Make a Wish

Stars
Candles
Eye lashes
Dandelions
11:11
Simple things
loaded with
heavy burdens


They can float
around us
despite that weight
a slight reminder
of hope.

How to Forget Your Reflection

Look in the mirror
remind yourself you're repulsive
Look at the floor
avoid eye contact
to forget.


Try to stop the mind whirring
at a stranger's whisper
Don't guess what they're saying
concentrate on your feet
count the cracks in the pavement
one
two
three
Forgotten for the time being.


A glimpse of a reflection
in the window
Another reminder
count the cracks again
try to forget.

Specific

Again - used oneword.com and wrote this in a minute =] 

It's something that cannot be blagged
or lied about
It's details
Usually important
asked for
when someone needs to know something
delving deep
in to the facts
leaving room
for much else
but the truth. 

A Poem on Poetry

Poetry:
emotion
in motion 
words flowing
never knowing
exactly
the right words to use
try not to abuse
the language 
try and make it good
the way we should
holding a mirror to life
and reflecting
on the reflections.