award winning singer & songwriter
Not without fault or failure
To choose to accept change
To live in lines and in laughter
To live it all again
To live it all again
Expand the reach and range
Untethered and braver
To drift like a drop of rain
Hold the heart of a stranger
The one without the pain
The one without the pain
Gift it all away
I have a heart that harbours
I have a heart
I have a heart
That harbours
Not without fault or failure
#One Postpone the thought of a handshake Or a hug Forget the future for a moment Actively narrow the horizon From a line to a dot A full stop That begins and ends only today. Let the sun set May it rise tomorrow Hope for much Expect less Need other things Things nearer to you Eat only what is here Love everyone that’s not Love and let love a lot.
#Two The single biggest Lip sealed, censored Soundless Unspoken Forbidden All consuming All or Something and nothing Invisible Inexistent When does an unspoken truth become a secret When does a kept secret become guilty Held forever Like a breath
#Three What good does it do If we build a tree In the middle of a town Surrounded by traffic, noise and fumes Suffocated in sound Its roots poke and protrude the pipes under the ground Interrupting existing life Trying to live alongside All that is alive Is it still an act of love If it can barely breath If it might not grow If it isn’t chosen To flourish and thrive All green earth Who am I to plant it here In this dirt To decide
#Four Waiting is the game with you Whether you will or won’t You would’ve said if I had waited My impatience impaled your intent Your cautiousness is never cruelty but it cuts the same A will is just words without deed
I do not speak subtext anymore No longer do I wrangle with the entangled communication If you have something to say, just say it However unkind. I promise not to mind more for your honesty But don’t try to blind me with your offensive defensibility The trick you stick with is the cruelest of slights The slow trickle of truth from a sewn mouth The barbed knife, Insidious insinuation device Regardless the work is all mine, to refuse to find the hidden messages To change my ears and the way that I hear things And what I take to heart. A place of limited space must not have an open gate policy I must finally learn that all must earn their time For a kingdom of carefully crafted kindness
The Monologue
The deafening silence
The absence
The one and only echo in your lonely chamber
The slow creeping of regret
The cold sweat
The restless night
The sight of it slithering over the brow of the hill
The still of the sound
The downs
The reflection
The dissection of every word exchanged
The change that is necessary
The scale of it
The futile fight
The missed moment
The opportunity skipped over
The clipping of wings
The sound of it singing
The words endlessly ringing in
The begin again
The end
If I cry in public
Will you believe me then?
Is the onus on me to display my vulnerability ?
Must I wear it like a badge ?
If I make myself small and weak am I then deserving of care ?
Is it the rough skin on my palms?
Is it hard to believe that words of pain are truthful from a mouth that speaks them with such assurance ?
I practice them you know
I don’t sing songs I’ve just written for fear that my crying will crush them
and I’ll never get them out
You have to pull yourself together
Or you would fall apart in front of their eyes
It is learned poise, a pretend
Strength as an artifice I made
That now I cannot end
Held like an unexploded bomb
At full arms stretch
a threat that must be neutralised
Restrained, Contained
A wild cat in need of neutering
A small unknowable thing
At both the centre and the edge of it all
The burning episcentre and a bit part player in the story of your own life
Unsure if you’re the factory floor
Or the silent partner haunting the halls at the top of the tower
Like a bad tempered Repunzal
After countless calls to let down her hair
she cuts it all off
Content to cocoon in her seclusion
This is a coffin or a chrysalis
For eithers sake
a prison break of sorts
Let this be the final time you steal the very words from my mouth
For now you must make your own sound in the dark
And the hallowed other ground be yours alone
To make of what you will
And still remain the memory
Of all you used to take from me
