Posts tagged ‘ends’

06/10/2013

Terminus

 

And so it seems this all must end

In blue and gold and shattered glass,

In metal coils around the throats

Of mottled lives between the cracks.

 

What route I took I just don’t know,

It seemed so long and hardly changed:

No matter how, the rains will fall,

The storm will come and I will fall.

 

I have no questions left to ask.

Explosions in the sky can pass,

Explosions take my eyes and pass,

Explosions bring this to its end.

 

The summer lost its heart to me,

But I was cold and told it so.

 

 

This poem was written as a response to the photograph by artist Cheryl Garner. It is part of an on-going collaboration.

The photographs, with poems, can be found at:

www.thecheesewolf.co.uk/category/vicarious-journeys/

the work of Cheryl Garner can be found at:

http://cherylgarner.squarespace.com/

 

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04/02/2013

Withnail and I

 

The eras end with wrecking balls,

And eyes so dark they look like fights.

Just try and touch those stars again:

You know you’re made of light and dust.

 

If peace and love are sold as slaves,

And aesthetes all have broken hearts,

Then all that’s left is rain and pills,

Those rapid fading hopes and dreams.

 

So take your wine to Camberwell,

And walk your wolves to Primrose Hill,

And join the ghosts at Camden Lock:

It had to crash, it rose too high.

 

You face two ways when made to lose:

Regret the end, embrace the fall.

 

response to the film Withnail and I