Cigarettes

I must give up,
And that is the short and blunt of it.
- But I have seen many beautiful things
Through the curls of smoke
- I have seen many new moons.
By their light and the cigarettes' glow,
The stars pale and hope pales.
I have a dangerous addiction to the moon
- To the madness.

I have seen love falter.
I have seen the rose lose faith and wither,
Stone churches crumble and reveal
A bud not yet a rose.
Still the smoke obscures the world
- I cannot see its' folly,
But by the glow of the cigarettes
Beauty is revealed,
A world-view in a shard of glass
Fit through the eye of a needle
- Or a cigarette butt.

Hopeful.

First Month at University

So new, so the same
Down the Cube play the game
Body rested, mind in pain
- But hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

Sitting smoking in the cold
Friday night soon gets old
Pint not chilled, food not sold
- but hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

Miss the bus, bang your head
Against a brick wall, feeling dead
From overwork, can't stay in bed
- But hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

New faces, new friends
To kill loneliness, and in the end
It's not a bad way to spend a year
- Because this is how we roll.
Again.

Hopeful.

Post-Modernism Really Sucks

Chasing clouds areound the sky
Teacup swirls, world passes by
Locked into headphones isolation-wired
This clay baked hard and damn near fired.

As Owen said, "Was it for this?"
That we pushed and kicked inside the womb
Deep in earth's bone, clay entombed
Longed for sunlight, words and trees.

But birthing proved a slippery slope
Greased palms shoved downwards,
Not helped by mother's cries
And out came - what?

What do you make from fresh-turned clay?
Endless ambition and a summers' day
Are enough to break the womb away
Like a crucible can mould gold to any shape -

And what possibilities, what capacity for joy!
What slices of gold we seemed to enjoy!
So with hopes and dreams we poured the next crucible -
Left it to set and patiently waited -
Polished with love and patiently waited -
And what came out was

Teacups and clouds.
Wow. We've had that one before -
So change the record, love.

Hopeful.

SORRY!!!

I know I haven't posted much, but I've been having such a busy time this past week or so, starting at uni and getting sorted out and everything. I'm at Southampton and it's like the most exciting thing thats ever happened to me, but its been so exhausting that its put a bit of a cramp in my poetry creativity. I'll try to write some this weekend, but the subject is so huge that its hard to know how to express it.

Much love funfans,

Hopeful.