Tunnelling in the dirt below my feet
I’ve been digging for weeks carving this hollow so deep Today, I hit bone
This is heavier work than I imagined
we surveyed the ground from beyond the fence both agreed that this was right but now this toil is breaking me apart
As a new day rises
I’m crying in the shower never knew I could feel this low crying in the shower with the taps turned up to ten never knew this pain was in me
She works elsewhere, broken too
she rests elsewhere with someone new
This is the lowest point
promise me, please let this be the lowest point
She will undulate and warp
she too will dig her way through and when she climbs out of her tunnel she’ll be who she’s become and the person I loved will be gone…
She may smile the same way sometimes
she may shout me some echoey ‘hello’ but the person I loved will be gone
As I hack away the earth
I pause, wipe my brow and grieve mourning the person, the love, the way of life that will be buried when this work is done
Everyone’s heart gets bloodied sometimes
I never thought I’d choose this path never understood the way the pain could grip you in your bones each night as you work your way through the tunnel
it’s on from here out of this tunnel my work complete and back up again towards the light…
Thanks for reading.
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I’ve put together a playlist of 21 of my poems on Soundcloud. If Monday is already too much to deal with, slip into some words spoken aloud. 45 Minutes of ramblings for your enjoyment.
Link (if the embed above doesn’t work for you).
If hearing the words isn’t enough for you, you’ll find most of those poems in my paperback/Kindle poetry collections:
The Ship-wreckers Lamp – Selected Poems. Released 2020
One of These Years… – Selected Poems. Released 2019.
Thanks for reading/listening/just being you…
Parking the car
out by the cooling towers I breathe the quiet in lit by the moon not going anywhere
all those sad miles behind me…
Remember when we were nineteen
kissing in the back seat tucked into the kerb lit by our lust not going anywhere
all those mad miles behind me…
When we were nineteen
everything was a fire everything was flame but everything evaporates like steam rising
I’ve driven up this road
and come back down again not going anywhere not the silver in my hair nor the lines around my eyes not going anywhere
all those bad miles behind me…
Sitting in the car
flicking the headlights on and off again when did everything evaporate like steam rising
Not going anywhere
forehead against the steering wheel tears bursting on my knees whispering ‘just kiss me just kiss me in the backseat of my car…’
hanks for reading.
Fancy a book?
Give your tired eyes a rest, take a long bath, go for a drive in the countryside and fill your ears…
Below is a playlist of 30 of my poems read aloud. Some have been injected with added ‘atmosphere’ and a couple are set to music. If you’ve not listened before, maybe now’s the time? If you have, there are a couple of new recordings dotted throughout. It’s free to listen. If you make it to the end, there’s also an hour-long interview discussing writing, music and fountain pens…
What better way to spend the next hour of your life… 😉
Thanks for listening.
P.S. If anyone is interested in collaborating on setting words to music (and can provide the music to accompany my words) please get in touch!
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