if the end seems far out of sight angle your face towards the light the shadows it will chase away and brighten up the darkest day though your pain can be hard to bear you will surely find comfort there and if your heart is sore and sad know that this light will make you…… Continue reading light
I feel a little feverish (both metaphor and physical) There’s a flush on my cheeks (and a pain in my ear) And I’m thinking about thinking about you (An entirely different kind of you) And I’m thinking I should be thinking about work Though my mind wanders And begins its ponders On topics of distance…… Continue reading Feverish Nonsense
It is my deep heartfelt ambition To reach a point in my condition Where calm contentment’s the default position But getting there’s beyond my cognition
i never tried before to write while pie-eyed in low light and drinking the biggest glass of shrinking spirits turned to gas and trying to rhyme a bottle of archers just in time with angry marchers round my head waving placards that say i should go to bed tomorrow is another day but its still…… Continue reading Drunken Poetry
I’m actually quite pragmatic when I stop being dramatic If I can stop my mind spinning I will find myself winning Not letting the bastards get me down Moving forward without a frown Yay me!