one hundred and seventy degrees: ‘feeling as I’m healing…’
All This and Heaven Too ~ Florence + The Machine Perspective, shifts. Suddenly, I see. Irony. How, I missed. The wood, for trees. Like a fiery, sun. Kisses, canyonned peaks. … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty nine degrees: ‘you’re coming home…’
Bird On A Wire ~ Sarah Blasko Fire, and rain. Five buck, spring. Snow tails, dry field. Blue crane, flocks. Wing’d, grace. Like, cloud. Sunshine streams, solar benediction. Earthy blooddrum, … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty eight degrees: ‘just say we were lovers…’
Truce ~ The Dresden Dolls It becomes, clear. As the sickle, moon. Scythes. Through twilight, and sets. Those who, behave. Less, than honourably. Under auspices, of love. Hardly, undergo. Sudden, … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty seven degrees: ‘filled with joy and wonder…’
Sweetness Follows ~ R.E.M. Another, blessed day. Abundant, life. African sun, sinks. Setting, skies. Ablaze. Silent symphony, of fire. Heartdrum, beating. In harmony, in love. With, this land. Of rising, … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty six degrees: ‘though you have gone…’
If I Ever Leave This World Alive ~ Flogging Molly Second, time. I pack, away. Our memories. Back into, a gold box. Quicksilver, ring. Postcards, paper plane. Hide, and seek. … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty five degrees: ‘night sky to infinity…’
Lucky / Easy/ Free ~ Bright Eyes Words, woven. Like wings. Stretch over, your back. Touchstone, talisman. Wise magical, truth. The pivotal, wheel. Endless, enduring. This eternal, law. On, the … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty four degrees: ‘unlocked the lock that kept it dark…’
Ghosts ~ Laura Marling remember: what I told you about ‘not’ * It’s not like I believe in everlasting love…
one hundred and sixty three degrees: ‘close enough to see…’
Other Side Of The World ~ KT Tunstall How different, the story. Seems. Depending, on direction. Your back, to mine. Our, outlook. Diverges. Two, parallel lines. Marching, forward. And … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty two degrees ‘oh pain, pain, pain…’
True Love Is Not Nice ~ Jonathan Richman Another, migraine. Splitting, pain. Spins, on back. Too, many. Memories. Anaemic ghosts, rising. Hungry. To bleed, the living. Again. * i need … Continue reading
one hundred and sixty one degrees: ‘my way of life…’
Highland ~ One More Time Wide, open. Vistas. Rolling field, mountain. Sky. Embraced, by nature’s. Great glowing, heart. Alive, with the secret. Of simplicity. I travelled, chasing. Dreams, of cheap. … Continue reading
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