"Something to be said..."
A Poetry Blog by Alex Knox
Wednesday 20 June 2012
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A pulsating throb cuts through the pregnant pause. ‘You have a new message’, it beats. Flexing fingers fumble for ‘Select’. Brain br...
Loss
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Silently I sit on my balcony. A recent downpour has showered the deck. I perch here with bare feet, one foot lightly kissing the shi...
Rome
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Those dreamy walks in warm night air confessed a hidden glow, And through the chiselled rocks of Rome our brief affair did twist. The Pa...
Embryonic Dreams
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My heart has pumped the pain cold crystal through my veins. Sharp shingles scraping bitter truths, etching my soul. Trapped in a c...
The Journey Home
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Lips still soft from your kisses; fresh memories washing by, breezy and muddled, scattering fumbled images on rolls of film. Head ...
Breakfast In Bed
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Scrambled egg and love. Savour the taste. But scraping the burnings from the pan takes longer than you think. Remember that your heart...
Hostage
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I was an amateur to love, surviving - I thought - on instinct. There I was, emblazoned in light on Broadway singing to ...
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