Andy N
12 days after Christmas
by Andy N
my true love and I had a
terrible, terrible argument and
she threw a variety of pots and
pans at me, so I strangled the
Partridge and burnt down the
Pear tree that my true,
my true love gave to me.
Things didn’t get any better by
the end of the second day, when
she started throwing plates
at me like Boomerangs,
and so, in a vicious frenzy
I t...
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Wednesday 28th December 2011 7:32 pm
Tags: Christmas
Christmas Acrostic
by Andy N
Has a subtle magic in it which
Rains down on you softly
Instead of screaming or
Swearing at you
That makes even the most minor thing
Mean everything
And creates hope so that it
Springs out of misery....
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Wednesday 21st December 2011 9:53 pm
Tags: Christmas
Poems published on poemhunter
by Andy N
Have had some poems published on poemhunter..
http://www.poemhunter.com/andy-n/poems/
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Saturday 3rd December 2011 9:31 pm
Now and then
by Andy N
I want to tell you
I am something different
To what you think I am.
I want to hold your hand
Now and then
And look into your eyes
Before turning away
Suddenly just to confuse you.
Now and then
I want to write love song
After love song
For you
And keep writing
Until the skin starts
To fall off my fingers.
I want to keep kissing you
Now and then
Until you scream...
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Saturday 19th November 2011 9:50 am
Tags: love poem
Womb Sunrise
by Andy N
Will be starting off another sequence shortly here, but
have had a brand new poem published on Writingraw
called Womb Sunrise
http://www.writingraw.com/poetry.html
Why not have a peek???
Cheers
Andy N
P.S. - Don't forget the A Means to an End book launch with
Jeff Dawson (aka Jeffarama) on Tuesday 15th November
2011 at Chorlton Library (7pm - 10pm w...
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Tuesday 1st November 2011 7:50 am
A Means to an End book launch (Andy N and Jeff Dawson aka Jeffarama)
by Andy N
Admission is free and support will come from Gemma Lees and Rob Goodier, both of which will be reading from their own rece...
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Monday 17th October 2011 10:44 pm
The End of Summer (IV)
by Andy N
try grey
and shutters on gates
dangle in the wind
like clapping hands.
Leaves carry themselves
across the road
like they are mourners
looking for a funeral,
until the nights and days
sink into one
making it appear
that nothing will rise above
the tip of the horizon.
Nothing
Nothing but the coldness
of the air
whic...
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Wednesday 5th October 2011 2:05 pm
Tags: the end of summer
The End of Summer III
by Andy N
Autumn is always brushed
Under the carpet
Like a half-baked afterthought
Before the winter arrives
With its blanket
Of snow rolled blues.
At the beginning of Autumn
There is a hesitation
In the breeze
Before the clouds
Darken the sky
And poison us slowly
With mustard gas.
There is a sadness
In the half cut sun
Flickering once more
Before the clouds
Carry the s...
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Sunday 25th September 2011 10:36 am
Tags: the end of summer,summer
The End of Summer (II)
by Andy N
In hindsight,
it wasn’t just the soft,
cold perfume
of the breeze.
Wasn’t just
the change in weather
nor Swallows
which had gone East
instead of south.
Autumn hadn’t
built itself up
as it normally did
but fell unexpected
from the skies
choking summer
until it fizzled away.
Autumn burst thro...
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Friday 9th September 2011 10:49 am
Tags: summer
The End of Summer (I)
by Andy N
will be here
with it's dusty
and driving breeze
across fields
from the back of your house
where poppies would
previously dance with you
now spit in your face.
Autumn will hold your hand
when you run
to the train station
every morning
jagged with purpose
like it was
famous for 15 seconds.
Soon Autumn will be here
and on the road again
with leaves dangling...
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Thursday 25th August 2011 11:39 pm
Tags: summer
My hometown
by Andy N
You only loved my town
When it poured it down.
You used to tell me
You used to love
Counting all the drops
That would dangle
Off my roof
Once it stopped
Like it had a mind
Of it’s own.
You used to love looking
At leafs clinging
Onto the old tree in my garden
And count their lines
Like veins on hands
Which also dripped off...
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Monday 15th August 2011 8:56 am
Ticket to Ride (Blackpool Mystery)
by Andy N
bring portals of memories.
Random moments
bring fragments of peace.
On dust covered dunes
lost in the drones of the sea,
or looking at you
looking aimslessly out of the window.
Watching Candy Floss
dance across the sea.
Listening to bus wheels
stutter like stray thoughts.
Looking for seagulls
like clues to a great mystery.
Clue...
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Thursday 21st July 2011 9:01 pm
Leaving Belfast
by Andy N
Leaving Belfast
I remember you in Bookfinders
On university road
As you pulled out
One book to look at
And the full shelf
Collapsed on you.
It shames me now
I remember more
About your Scott Walker LPs
Scattered all over the floor
In a huge circle
Which you would
Constantly play
Over and over
If you were feeling down
And the Bee Gees
When you wanted to annoy me...
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Wednesday 15th June 2011 8:55 am
Tags: Belfast
Summer is Here
by Andy N
quickly gone grey
and it looks like
it could burst into
a heavy rain storm
at any given moment.
Summer is here.
The wind is sneaking
through your coat
like knives
and the birds have
already gone back
down south.
Summer is here.
Umbrellas are lined up
blown inside out
like the great wall of china
and deck chairs
have been already
been locked...
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Wednesday 8th June 2011 11:09 pm
Tags: Summer
Escape
by Andy N
while you sleep in my arms,
I try to avoid
looking at the dawn
been struck from the skies
like candles blown out
one by one.
Every morning
I try to avoid
looking at the dawn
while you sleep in my arms,
and the breeze
dances across the other side
of your spluttered curtains.
But every morning
I lie hidden beneath your hair
on the edge of ou...
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Thursday 26th May 2011 10:30 pm
Tags: escape
Lost Shadows
by Andy N
Shadows were lost
like horses lost at
the end of a painting.
Shadows were lost
at the top of an hill
like a debt of honour.
Paradise lost.
Death soiled.
Unbroken.
Shadows were lost
across trenches
treasuring the sun
unbroken
without speaking its name.
Unbroken
without telling the full story
an...
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Monday 25th April 2011 6:44 pm
Tags: Shadows
Spring is here
by Andy N
with blue skies
following us home
from work every night
like a loyal pet dog.
Spring is here
with a rosy twang
in the air
instead of an ice cold shiver
that chills you
to the bone.
Spring is here
with people throwing
their coats over their backs
and opening up
the windows on their cars.
Spring is here
with fields laced in d...
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Wednesday 6th April 2011 8:05 am
Tags: spring
Up on the Roof (Strangeways)
by Andy N
It was little more than a protest.
By all accounts
It was little more than a protest
But all I saw was
The slates been
Tossed off the roof.
All I could hear was
Them crashing
Onto the floor
With a element of surprise
And the buzz of the guards
Who were running
Around below
Like headless bees.
All I could make out was
The occasional word...
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Monday 28th March 2011 9:35 pm
Tags: Strangeways,Job Interviews
Spring is Coming
by Andy N
And faces were pressed
Flat against the windows.
Spring is coming
Breathless and touching
From a distance.
Spring is coming
Like a child
Which is deep inside.
Spring is coming
Like a long lost love
As the sun sneaks
Past the windowsill
In the morning.
And over the shoulders
Of your sleeping beauty
Eyelids....
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Monday 14th March 2011 8:14 am
Tags: Spring
Perfect Place
by Andy N
When you’re sleeping so quiet
on my shoulder.
I don’t want to brush your
Hair back down from your face
or turn down the stereo.
I don’t want to sing in
the rain nor do I want
to sail away into the sunset.
I don’t want to close the curtains
and shut out the moon
Shining down on us
Like we are in the spotlight
of s...
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Sunday 13th February 2011 9:44 am
Tags: love poem
Before the Curtains Open
by Andy N
close your eyes
and listen to the
soft, almost
invisible breeze
sneaking in and out
of my window still.
Before I open the curtains,
listen to the nervousness
of my every touch
as I gently blow
over the tip of your hair
so it feels
like an imaginary comb
stroking your head.
Close your eyes
and listen to the branches
rustling...
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Friday 21st January 2011 8:20 am
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