Unordered Songs
By jem
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How To Walk On Water
It was April in June; spring's very own month of non-stop decadence two months overdue. All of the trees, and all of the tangled roots and shoots below them, were erupting in a lusty chorus of wind-tickled new growth, the tick-tock of dandelion clocks and (if you listened carefully) the provocative ripening of stickybuds...
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Come Over on Your Bike
For my wizard
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Freestyle
I thought of Pete speaking magic in his leather jacket, pointing out over a watercolour city, talking about the wonders of creation, making my friend blush just with his pro-noun-ci-ation,
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My Prometheus
Terror comes early for you, Gliding through the small hours, talons poised.
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Infinite Sky
Tiny thing, Pink-faced and cradle-capped, Swaddled in a blanket that reeks of smoke. Your bright smile ricochets around the white walls, Over the heads of tired-looking health visitors,
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River Swimming
It is so unconscious, this water, So still and unknowable; Amniotic, cobbled with lillypads, Thick with pond weed and meadowsweet rushes. It is so unthinking too;
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Shopping for Wedding Dresses
It rained all day today the clouds were bloated and heavy and the spires of the colleges poked up into the grey stone-cold and unmoved. My friend stroked her bump and laughed her way
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Other People's Houses
In one of the bright, lit up houses on my street Is a woman who doesn't spend her time wishing for what she doesn't have. Who slides her bare feet...
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In Your Own Words
Poetry is in your blood; the vinyl floor is sticky with it, An alphabet of pills stuffed into your stomach: Aspirin, Bedranol, Citalopram. I stumble...
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Kite Flying
Battering body into sky, The frame flexes but does not break, And the tail whips the airflow, So wild up there! And down here: just a pair of strings...
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Kahn
Scott learned to climb in a fifteenth century church in Bristol. Even after everything – the smashed body, the intrusive dreams, Morgan’s tearful...
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First Communion
‘I miss God’ – Jeanette Winterson
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Things Fall Apart
‘Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold' - Yeats.
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Josephine
I first met Josephine when I was eleven years old. She was my first and only imaginary friend.
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Cartography
A body I thought would be mine forever Is creasing, folding, changing shape; Skin becoming mapped by lines that show Each tendon ridge, each blue-...
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Angela
The Swiss Cottage is a two hundred year old Hansel and Gretel-style pub that sits uncomfortably in the middle of a busy inner-London interchange,...
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Dream Catcher
Revised a bit... I dreamt I held a wren; Its eyes huge with fear, And body warm and frantic, Pressing a throbbing breast Into my palm.
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