Behind my Moschino shaded eyes, I’m terrified today. I’m alone in the garden, it’s spring and my birth month though spring hasn’t always been a friend. I’ve known spring as a liar and with each new bloom spring has whispered promises it would always break. As I smoked one of his cigarettes out of my … Continue reading Moschino Shaded Eyes
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I wrote about him
I wrote about him and then deleted it all. Everything I had written just felt so irrelevant when I read it all back and I know my book and blog are full of the irrelevant, but I’ve never wanted to delete something as much as I did today. Delete the words, delete the guy. My … Continue reading I wrote about him
If You Wanted…
You could have my whole life if you wanted You could have my whole soul if I’m honest Tore my heart to pieces with your promise Always carrying your lies in my pocket But you and me we just never make it work Me and you drag each other through the dirt In the end … Continue reading If You Wanted…
Cigarettes and Wine (Paris)
Paris, city of love… smoking cigarettes on balconies, a coffee shop on every corner, a city full of art, sculpture and fashion, passion, excitement, history and a city I have visited twice before with ex-lovers… and most recently on my own…. Urgh!! This is all I’ve got to offer and its pissing me off! It … Continue reading Cigarettes and Wine (Paris)
Diary Entry 2 – rambling (aged 18)
Yesterday I realised just how many little thing we miss in life-like how water rejects milk and pushes it up into the air into a perfect little white pearl, I realised how a look shared often enough, just one little look can make you smile for days and that you can’t win everything but when … Continue reading Diary Entry 2 – rambling (aged 18)
Dear Future Love
If I strip myself from the bones, will you piece me back together? I could lie and say I’m not needy, but I’ll need you more than anything. I scuff my knees so often from tripping over my words, will you catch me every time? If I lie and say I don’t love you will … Continue reading Dear Future Love
Bitter-Sweet Love
The death of love is always bitter-sweet, regardless of circumstance. To deny the hurt and sadness that comes with the death of a relationship, even if you got hurt, did the damage or cut the strings, is like denying yourself air. No one goes into a relation with its demise in mind, we don’t … Continue reading Bitter-Sweet Love
Road To Recovery (you are not alone)
I frustrate myself so much, I want people around me, yet I turn them away, I guess I can’t deal with the questions right now, so I hide away until everyone forgets why I disappeared in the first place, I just show back up like nothing ever happened, like I never left, and the truth … Continue reading Road To Recovery (you are not alone)
Images – the beginning
Hey folks! So, I've been asked a lot about my poetry book that I have been working on 'The Life And Death Of Love' and how it started, so as you can see in these pictures it started what feels like years and years ago (probably because it was) in notebooks like these! I have … Continue reading Images – the beginning
The Words – hibernation (poem)
sleeping in cotton growing back my skin my heart is here somewhere my blood is thin my eyes remain closing never quite shut though I am dosing I can still look Sleeping all winter My hair growing long Dreaming of lovers And all that is gone My mind is resetting Under crisp white snow … Continue reading The Words – hibernation (poem)
Ryon Maverick 