Tuesday 30 August 2011

Tardis.



Gotta love a convert ;)

Thursday 25 August 2011

Third wheel.

She lay between two duvets.
Legs still tacky from last night's
alcohol-sweat.

Ever tried to forget that she's up there
with her man
in the double bed above yours
in the arms of someone
unlike you?

She has a tissue in her hand
and her cheeks are wet.

She pressed music into her ears.
Volume still too loud from the afternoon's
escape-dancing.

It's hard to forget that you're resting
best as you can
in a double bed that's "spare"
borrowed from someone
but not yours.

She has a tendency to ignore it
and save it for later.

She watched the paint swirls on the ceiling.
Palms still raw from the evening's
emotion-restraint.

Think it's time to forget you're labelled
selfinflicted
in a double bed half empty
lacking that someone
all yours

?

Everyone knows at least one person like this...



Hehehe.

Thursday 11 August 2011

"There's one girl I like,
she's a smile on a Monday
and she'll fight to stay so.
And she's like the sun on the weekend."

Lisa Hannigan - Sea Song.

Monday 8 August 2011

Success!

The Marie Antoinette dress is complete. Completed just hours before the deadline. Phew! I feel I should be writing an account of the process - I feel that is what this momentous task requires - but I fear I have a lack of energy. Have a photo instead:

Ent she pretty?

Monday 1 August 2011

Hospital corners.

A flick of the wrist
The billow and snap of white fabric
Soft as a cloud
with creases sharp as paper
Fold and tuck
times four
Sweep a hand across the flat
to straighten the wrinkles
Hospital corners
Heavy warmth cased in purity
Laid on top
And neat under
Two pockets of comfort
Plumped and placed
A tug and a smile
Then covered with flowers