You flee to your cave To hibernate And stare at your toes. I try to be brave, But i'm hurting And I guess it shows. All you've ever known Is how to be alone But now the time has come For you to learn just how to love. Oh why cant you see? I need to know you're sure Before I decide To leave my ...
Departure Gate
Today felt like Love Actually Like the opening scene... (People saying hello/goodbye, Blowing kisses/trying not to cry). You know the one I mean. These past few days with you around It was ʎllɐnʇɔɐ ǝʌol that I found.
Grandpa
Like an Old English Sheepdog All white and gray, Shuffling along slowly, Come what may. You're my inspiration A hero some might say: Overcoming pain and war To fight another day. Sitting in the armchair, Memories crowd the room. Your sad eyes shine out In the gathering gloom. I hide from you... Don't pick up the phone; And you don't know why, You never felt so alone. You see I'm scared, I ...
My Lost Sons
In days of old we stood as men, Sturdy trees growing from bare rock Grew tall and strong, so strong That we could never fall. We wielded swords, Looked dragons in the eye. Embraced their fire without a cry: We were the Lords, we were the Lords. We did not fear death. Those sons who couldn't follow... For them there was ...
Jar of Hearts
Far far away in Wonderland, Beside the shores of coral sand, Naughty Alice dances around, Scattering hearts across the ground. Dipping her hand into the jar, Singing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. One for the Rabbit to replace his pocket clock, One for the turtle - no longer just a mock. A handful for the Dodo, to bring him back to life, and ...
Cactus Sorbet
Gazing pensively at cactus sorbet at a Mexican cafe (back home). Bottle of Tequila by your head, Cowboy boots beneath your bed. The guitar hovers near, Hungering for your touch. In a faraway painted land, The Desert marries Death, To the tunes of a Mariachi band.
To Sir Howard Davies
For three years and one more (I suppose that makes four) I have lived, wrapped up in LSE A home that I hate and adore. You very rarely crossed my mind, Until the day that you resigned. But your presence reassured me In ways that cannot be defined. I would just like to say - Your performance in Platonov’s play As Hoz or George Bernard ...
Haverstock St
And one year later here I am, Still dreaming of nights in Haverstock St. When I would ride up on my dream horse (Of all the pretty horses there is none so loyal nor fleet). Braving bandits and rustlers – you would come out to meet me. Then, sipping from bottles of moonshine, You sang soft words, and I would weave ...
The Last Lover
I always knew I wasn’t meant for this world. The spark of a soul drifted into my warm body, Almost as if by mistake. Like a traveller, lost, seeking shelter. As the years went by, the spark shone and shimmered, Lighting up my body from within, Until, it was almost equally radiant and bedazzling. It is time for ...
A Modern Romance
'In fair Verona where we set our scene..' La città dell'amore, I came in state just like a queen To be honoured and adored. Clicking cameras filled my ears Interview followed interview. Spritz, white wine and cans of beer Infused the remaining hours. In danger of floating away On the wings of romance and fame. You took my hand each and every day, Pulled me ...