Poetry: untitled collection #1
By Jamie Sykes
This is a collection of my first attempts at writing poetry since I was a kid. Writing often helps me to make sense of my often chaotic feelings and thoughts, and I want to try using poetry as a medium for that process. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated.
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Jacket
I pinch parted zips and drag them toward one another Shrugging jagged metal teeth over collar bones which jut from under tight skin An attempt to...
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Ghosts
Bloodlessness sets us apart From the rest of the pub No lips to interrupt No hands to form fists Peaceful in our isolation Two ghosts anchored by...
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Enough
I think I've had enough Trying to pick a drink that will sit On top of the rest of the night Something that will join in And not cause any trouble '...
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Untitled #1
My head slots into your lap Ocean waves into coastal rock Resting on a freedom from our past together A comfort earned Through years of labour Dull...
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Home
You told me once That you're home when you're with me But I have no bed, no phone, No kitchen, no sofa, no TV My bones do not form a roof I consist...
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Trees
I've always liked those trees Who tower over London homes Reclaiming their space in the sky Throwing shade over brick A dark blanket protecting us...
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Buffy
Maybe I Don't want to die, actually I just want to feel funny And keep watching Buffy
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John Hamm
I keep having a dream Where John Hamm and I Are sharing a surf board Floating somewhere deep and salted Elbows keep us from disappearing Into the...
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All that's left is me
I see myself once a week When the pints are empty My armour is stripped I can't remember the books I was supposed to have read And all that's left Is...
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The right
What right do you have To be sad You've got all your limbs A mum and a dad There are people starving Breaking, crying You're in a London pub Drinking...
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Pinned
I met a woman Who chokes me Knots my stomach Makes me believe. She listens to the Beatles Falling asleep in my arms Gives me pins and needles Leaving...
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I wonder
I wonder If these words I write On phones, napkins, post-its On tubes, busses, cafe tables In sun, in fog, in rain Will ever affect you Like you...
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