Maps

Atlas

I drew a picture of you

In my mind.

Looking for every inconsistency

I could find,

Mapping the great divide

I coloured in.

You cannot hide

The black ink.

Love coloured pinky blush

Cold jagged blue,

Yellow where deserts lie,

Green, a stinking hue.

I posted the picture,

On my wall,

Set high way above

Over it all.

Cartography of life

I wrote this poem sometime a go when I was more lucid, It means something important and horrible at the same time,

Things I Like

After the stark reality of the last post I thought I would post a little on things I like. It is important sometimes to immerse yourself in the things you like, it helps and though I struggle a bit with reading novels at the moment due to my poor concentration I am still very much into poetry. I think but I am not sure that it was C.S. Lewis who said something like we read to prove we are alive, I think that is very true. Films are like books very personal and I know there are many more films I like even love but if I went o the cinematic version of “Desert Island Discs” these are the five films I would choose,

• Poets

• William Blake
• Stevie Smith
• T.S. Eliot
• e.e. cummings

• Novels

• The Glass Palace
• We Need to Talk about Kevin
• Earthly Powers
• The Book Thief

• Films

• The Godfather Trilogy
• The Winslow Boy
• A Matter of Life and Death