I wouldn’t change it if I could :: songs and prose

Untitled (by me) You may think I forget, how your name looked written, next to mine. The way our words overlap, intertwine, in an echo of footsteps, and story tales. The sound of laughter, and songs, sewn together, into a blanket of stars. I still re-read the letters, spot you between the lines, an unspoken …

Just the bang and the clatter :: songs and poetry

Mis-matched Wish You Were Here (by me) Bring me your hothouse flowers, drop them down, in that bees knees, delight. And I will wait, refund my round trip ticket, as we spin three times, to touch ground. Say goodnight Ava, say let go Lucy, a rosy cheeked girl in black and white, her fragile bones …

But most of all I wish it for myself :: Two-tune Saturday

"For you, there'll be no more crying. For you, the sun will be shining. And, I feel that when I'm with you, I'm alright. I know it's right." Songbird (cover) :: Rosie Thomas Words, along with music, are the things that I most cling to in this world. They are my truest forms of expression, …

And bury the dust of failing wisdom :: song of the day

Keep Art Alive :: "Seven Steps" :: Art by Alison Casson "There's a shake with the shock, and a gift off with them. They carry the dust of the failing wisdom. For you there's not any warning. For you there's not any warning, and love is five in the morning." Sleep is often so fleeting. …