A poem for you thoughts

Here are a few poems I made earlier..... Enjoy.....

Absence

I've missed you expressively,
I've missed you intensively,
I've missed you sadly,
But now i just miss you quietly..

The average couple

Love, love,Love
They are doing it again,
They are making it,
They are livng it.
In the midst of him and her,
There is no one else to take there place,
Not in this moment, lifetime or embrace.

Love, love ,love
They are breaking it again,
Those cross words, faces and frowns,
There honeymoon has drowned.

Love, love, love
They are doing it again,
And its better than the first time round,
No nasty sharp words,
No tearfull goodbyes,
Just back in the land of I miss you,
Face stroking and eyes.
In the midst of him and her,
They are how lovers should be.

Love, love ,love
Just you and me.


A London Sonnet

I live in a city,
Yet I dare say i belong in a field,
I indulge in the bright lights,
But crave for real air,
And those crisp summer nights,
Options and choices,
Are definetly a plus,
But watching the world go by,
Isn't quite the same on a busy city no.8 bus,

There is no real sense of community,
Nobody really nows my name,
Where have all the cheers bars gone,
Where they are always glad u came,

You can buy booze and tabaco 24 hours a day,
Tis where the partys at we can all merely dance our lives away,

Paying rent is like loosing my right arm,,
I could rent a house at home for half the price
And thats with added charm,
But no i musnt grumble,
I do love this london life,somedays high as a kite,
Others wieghed down by worry and feelings of plight,
So im calling this a learning curve,
Im sure i will adjust,
I'll just picture sand between my toes on the tube,
And open spaces when im in oxford circus,
Amongst the hectic people inhaling fumes,

So please don't misunderstand me,
Im better of here than there,
But one day when ive made my mark,
I will return to my beach.
And remember my life near Victoria park

For Chris

Gautair rifts echo in my ear
Makes me think of you for a minute
You sitting on my bed
Captures a moment , a memory , something you said
Put it in a jar
And keep it there
Till I find another song
That reminds me of you
When your not there..

Ordinary People

Maybe the butterfly has never really flown,
Or the garden we tried to plant will never really grow,
Maybe the sun will always shine on the opposite side of town,
Or maybe i will never get used to you not being around,
Maybe you will run before you can walk,
Or the phone line we use will never let us talk,
Maybe our paths will never ever cross,
Or maybe,
Just maybe,
We are ordinary people who are feeling rather lost.....

Rush (March-April) for Lee and Jemma

Rush, my latest obsession down under. Beautiful glossy pages , with enough inspiration to last you all year. Just a little insight into this months issue, so all my friends in London wont have to wait 2 months to get there hit. xxx