lost & found-

sometimes i lose my mind

sometimes i lose my soul

sometimes i feel left behind

but it's not for naught you know

so i hide away with teacups

i hide away with pain

i hide away with sorrow

until i'm found again

then tea and sympathy rain on me

and sponges filled with jam

and tiny cucumber sandwiches

because that is who i am

because-

Reality seeps in

gets under my skin

light of my life

it's not you, its me

start again if you can

reach out for my hand

light of my life

we'll run free

It's not what it should be

it's not what it was

it can't be this way

forever because

we promised our lives

we were young hopeful brides

we have so much to offer

right now and because

swift-

Bend and break

twist and sigh

flash of quick lightening

corner of the eye

three-hundred-and-sixty

from white to black

doubletake-talking

whip-lash whip-cracked

yes sir, no sir

and three bags full

decision made quickly

red rag to a bull

weigh it up, weigh it in

and never enough

fork in the road again

ain't life tough

fresh-

-for baby Willow Asha Bowman. Born 19.10.09. Welcome.

New life

springs in the night

new life

struggles in the dawn

new life

cries in the morning

what glory is this

we have born

Welcome

to the shadows

welcome

to the light

welcome

to the family

a light that shines

so bright

Macarons (or 'a beautiful waste')

-for Sarah... you know what I mean

And we flung our macarons in the ocean

a beautiful rainbow on the tide

a waste of bright joy in the swell

a beautiful and beguiling motion

And we flung our faces to the sun

twisting bodies to meet the light

tangling of limbs in the sunbeams

thinking such freedom would never come

And we flung our bodies to the ocean

a beautiful mess in the light

a reckless joy in the icy-cold swell

a beautiful and beguiling motion

Awe-

Shakes-shudders

with the thrill of it.

Tremble-titters

with the rush.

Modern groupie excited

Completely delighted-

Game over

and now there's the hush.

the madness-

There's a tick-tock in my brain

and it's competing with the rain

to see if it can slowly drive me mad

There's a rushing in my ears

and a swishing of my fears

pulses racing you're the best I've ever had

There's a moment of regret

and a wishing to forget

and a memory that's bound to drive you wild

Then there's embracing what is right

whisper-perfect in the night

why fight it when it's followed you for miles