I see you - London 2011 by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
I see you - London 2011
I see you London riots 2011
I see you,
Behind my glass HD screen I watch,
I can smell the smoke, draw breath and choke.
The fires burn and scar this stubborn town.
It cries out in pain with shrieking sirens.
It's polished cosmetic skin melts away,
Leaving black skeletons to scrape the twitching sky.
I see you,
Darkness cannot hide you anymore,
As flashing lights illuminate the betrayal.
The curling smoke tugs at helicopters tails,
Pulling them closer to the charred beautiful ground.
Streets like veins, pumping dimming lights,
The sky darkens, and the blood thickens for another night.
Tender darkness hold me tight
Pull me in and hide the light
I beg you, try and calm my mind
Hold my eyes closed from behind
Drag me backwards through a dream
Perverse subconcious, kick and scream
Try and still my quickened breath
Still alive, but nearer death
Tender darkness help me sleep
Fly so high and fall so deep
Tease me gently through the night
Different evening... same fight
Penetrating glances drag me,
Up and spin me higher,
I ache with wanting one more touch,
Fuel my inner fire,
But fire doesnt burn this fast,
So hold me in your heat,
Gasp and make me hold my breath,
While kneeling at my feet,
Ill drag my nails across your chest,
And feel your muscles tense,
Ill hold your head down by your hair,
Heightened every sense,
Pleasure trickles down my spine,
I bite and mark your skin,
I kiss your lips and start to shake,
Feel me from within.
Put your arms around my back,
Dont let me touch the floor,
And when I leave Ill fall apart,
And then come back for more.
Like love that fades. by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
Like love that fades.
No, I wont marry into your beliefs and control,
You think youve won me but its all in the subtleties...
Which you dont notice.
I dare not breathe without you, you cannot say the same,
You are as free as the day that began it all,
It doesnt work like that.
I stumble, trip and fall over your confusion,
You drag me in full knowledge to my worst nightmare,
With drug induced lies and promises of happiness,
Incoherent sentences hold me upright away from the fire.
But still he sees and nightmares start over again.
My loss is complete, tomorrow you wont remember your promises.
All I can do is bleed, t
Death: Less permanent than weather.
Like the softest summer breeze, that gently brushed the skin,
The dips and falls, the highs and lows, that gently draws you in.
Spins my mind away from facts and concentrates on pain,
Trying to work, but all is black, drenched in static rain.
The seasons change but memories dont, at best they slightly fade,
Im stuck in time, my mind still raw, blocked out by the shade.
I hold your thoughts in gentle hands but somehow cant let go,
I feel so lost and trapped in time, Im drifting in the snow.
Time goes on and Im confused how quickly things can alter,
But still I
I'll meet you in the light by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
I'll meet you in the light
Together we stumbled through the darkness, few understood the blank expressions... It was easier to hide while running. We would run down parallel tracks, laughing, crying and hurting, seeing occasional glimpses of each others lives, often in silence, for no one helped me through the dark quite like you. You knew the despairing lows and the jittery highs, the paranoia and the harm. We counselled each other while running, struggling to find the light, to make this world become clear, make sense and to stop the illness winning...
I know you got tired of running, you were too beautiful for this world. You could understand and see in
I see you - London 2011 by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
I see you - London 2011
I see you London riots 2011
I see you,
Behind my glass HD screen I watch,
I can smell the smoke, draw breath and choke.
The fires burn and scar this stubborn town.
It cries out in pain with shrieking sirens.
It's polished cosmetic skin melts away,
Leaving black skeletons to scrape the twitching sky.
I see you,
Darkness cannot hide you anymore,
As flashing lights illuminate the betrayal.
The curling smoke tugs at helicopters tails,
Pulling them closer to the charred beautiful ground.
Streets like veins, pumping dimming lights,
The sky darkens, and the blood thickens for another night.
Tender darkness hold me tight
Pull me in and hide the light
I beg you, try and calm my mind
Hold my eyes closed from behind
Drag me backwards through a dream
Perverse subconcious, kick and scream
Try and still my quickened breath
Still alive, but nearer death
Tender darkness help me sleep
Fly so high and fall so deep
Tease me gently through the night
Different evening... same fight
Penetrating glances drag me,
Up and spin me higher,
I ache with wanting one more touch,
Fuel my inner fire,
But fire doesnt burn this fast,
So hold me in your heat,
Gasp and make me hold my breath,
While kneeling at my feet,
Ill drag my nails across your chest,
And feel your muscles tense,
Ill hold your head down by your hair,
Heightened every sense,
Pleasure trickles down my spine,
I bite and mark your skin,
I kiss your lips and start to shake,
Feel me from within.
Put your arms around my back,
Dont let me touch the floor,
And when I leave Ill fall apart,
And then come back for more.
Like love that fades. by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
Like love that fades.
No, I wont marry into your beliefs and control,
You think youve won me but its all in the subtleties...
Which you dont notice.
I dare not breathe without you, you cannot say the same,
You are as free as the day that began it all,
It doesnt work like that.
I stumble, trip and fall over your confusion,
You drag me in full knowledge to my worst nightmare,
With drug induced lies and promises of happiness,
Incoherent sentences hold me upright away from the fire.
But still he sees and nightmares start over again.
My loss is complete, tomorrow you wont remember your promises.
All I can do is bleed, t
Death: Less permanent than weather.
Like the softest summer breeze, that gently brushed the skin,
The dips and falls, the highs and lows, that gently draws you in.
Spins my mind away from facts and concentrates on pain,
Trying to work, but all is black, drenched in static rain.
The seasons change but memories dont, at best they slightly fade,
Im stuck in time, my mind still raw, blocked out by the shade.
I hold your thoughts in gentle hands but somehow cant let go,
I feel so lost and trapped in time, Im drifting in the snow.
Time goes on and Im confused how quickly things can alter,
But still I
I'll meet you in the light by jennyanderton, literature
Literature
I'll meet you in the light
Together we stumbled through the darkness, few understood the blank expressions... It was easier to hide while running. We would run down parallel tracks, laughing, crying and hurting, seeing occasional glimpses of each others lives, often in silence, for no one helped me through the dark quite like you. You knew the despairing lows and the jittery highs, the paranoia and the harm. We counselled each other while running, struggling to find the light, to make this world become clear, make sense and to stop the illness winning...
I know you got tired of running, you were too beautiful for this world. You could understand and see in
I remember the days when you were happy,
when you used to smile
and your eyes were full of bright lights.
Now I barely see you, I love you from afar
from behind a screen, from far away.
Six degrees of seperation,
of latitude and longitude,
you're still so far away.
You leapt into my arms, once,
kissed my face
and refused to let me put you down.
You told me that you loved me,
you still tell me that you love me,
just it rings tiredly now,
like you've gone from carefree
and a vivacious love of life
to sullen and despairing.
Unsettled, I suppose it is,
you haven't rooted anywhere for long enough.
You need stability
I though
So,
I returned to here to post some of the work I completed over Christmas and the New Year to discover that someone is claiming she wrote one of my poems...
Now this confuses me for several reasons:
1. It is a very old poem that has been posted on here for several years and was written several years before that.
2. It is clearly written in the same style that ALL my other work is in... so why claim she wrote it... is she going to claim she wrote all my other work?
So now the plot thickens... I looked on her profile to see what else she had been posting up, and discovered that she had accused someone else of copying her work... then I re
I bought a house!
I have only just realised that this is actually quite a scary prospect as I now have a mortgage and bills and things. I am thinking that I didnt actually think this through properly, although I have a nice job that gives me money... which I then give to the bank.
But an anyway I have a house shaped house that I now live in and it also has internets now aswell, meaning I am hoping to return to the land of creativity shortly.
I have taken up drawing and painting again which is fab for me and bad for my cream carpets but hey, I'll try to upload some stuff as soon as I work out the scanner. (its harder than it looks)
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I have a new job... an awsum one with a proper grown up salery :)
Im working at the local university and in other news I am officaially house hunting with a view to buying one in March/April... IM SO EXCITED :D
I will of course refuse to move into it until there is internet... without internet i will shrivel and die...
Im an adult :D
Btw... Im loving my new friend Icydevil0... :) yey for new friends
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