Tuesday, 18 December 2012

Sunday, 9 December 2012

Tuesday, 4 December 2012

overheard skype conference call

Cory: well I'm the oldest of all 3 of you so you should all do as I say...
Zach: yes but I'm old in spirit - inside I'm a magical, wonderful butterfly who has wisdom beyond my years!

Monday, 19 November 2012

A plus

Zach (doing his design and tech homework): how do I find where the middle is on this A3 sheet?
J: just measure in 21cms
Zach (laughing his head off) : OMG that's so nerdy - how on earth do you just know that without looking it up?
J (laughing also): I do a lot of work in photoshop - I can tell you the measurements of all A size paper - A4 is 29.7cms by 21cms, A3 is 29.7 by 42!'
Zach (still giggling hysterically): That's so sad ...
J: I know

Saturday, 3 November 2012

that ain't love

you wanted me and pastures new
you wanted cake and eat it too
you said this life's not one you chose
that ain't love babe that ain't even close 

can't make you love me if you don't
can't make you want the things you won't
can't make right what you propose
that ain't love babe that ain't even close

Sunday, 26 August 2012

The Cure - Lullaby (Live Reading Festival 2012) - still totally awesome!

Robert Smith Rules

the reason for my rhyme

Putting words in sets that rhyme
might seem to be a waste of time
but it calms the screams inside my brain
and puts a blanket on the pain
damps it down enough to breathe
gives me respite from fatigue
I don't do it to create high art
It just stops me falling apart...

For Zach

I thought that I'd been aiming higher
but you still got caught in crossfire
Friendly fire is just as deadly
as bullets sent intently

I'm sorry for the shouting
Feel bad about the fighting
Wish you'd never heard the words
or seen the clashing of our swords

I'm sorry for the swearing
This suit of hate I'm wearing
All the thunder and the lightning
the squeeze of stomach tightening

I'm sorry for the screaming
The waking of the dreaming
I never meant to make you sad
You're the best thing I ever had

Please forgive me for the treason
There's no excuses in the reason
that would mend the trust that's broken
or believe the words I've spoken

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

you can't fix me

I don't want you to fix me
you don't have my permission
to pull down my supporting walls
and paint the rooms blue
or tidy my shelves
or make them brand new
you liked my exterior
but wanted to redesign
my interior to suit
your desires for
an upmarket residence
with room to extend
and a plot you can mend
but I want someone
who likes me for who I am
and maybe even likes me more
for who I'm not...

wasted lives

I really just want to grab you and shake you until all the hours of my life that you’ve wasted fall out

Sunday, 19 August 2012

lousy friends

this is how our story ends
we were lousy lovers
and we're worse as friends
no-one's heart recovers
from the words we've spoken
freedom comes at such a cost
what we built we've broken
love's labours lost ...

Tuesday, 7 August 2012

this was the love

For years I never reconciled

your cruel with your kind

or your magic with your mind

but always hoped that we could find

a way to make this tangled web unwind

so close your eyes
open your heart and take my gift
to heal the pain and mend the rift

This was the love I had for you
It was good as gold
It was sweet enfold
It won’t grow old
It won’t go cold

This was the love you had for me
it was heart and souled
it was uncontrolled
it won’t grow old

It won’t go cold

These are the people we're meant to be

We’re bright and bold

We're brave untold
We won’t grow old
We won’t go cold

so close your eyes
open your heart and take my gift
to heal the pain and mend the rift

Saturday, 7 July 2012

Virtual feat

Zach: Hi mum
J: Hi baby how was your day?
Zach: Well it was pretty annoying actually. We were supposed to be going for a walk around the village in Geography lesson but it was raining so the teacher said 'Get out Google maps' and we had to go on a virtual walk instead!
J: You're kidding!
Zach: No I'm not and what's more my virtual feet are very sore from all that virtual walking!

Sunday, 10 June 2012

Misplaced trust hurts more than misplaced lust ...

Your cruel and unusual punishment
has no need for more embellishment
'Sticks and stones' is what you say
as your words take all my breath away

Let me place it on the record
Let me give you due accord

I didn't open up my heart to you
to help improve your aim
I didn't tell you all my secrets
so you could make me feel their shame

Monday, 4 June 2012

Friday, 1 June 2012

Monday, 7 May 2012

Sunday, 6 May 2012

Just because you can...

You can use me and abuse me
You can treat me bad and make me sad
You can tell me how sweet our lives will be
and you can change your mind and lie to me

but just because you can
it doesn't mean you should

You can promise me the moon and sun
You can tell me I'm the only one
You can take my fears turn them to tears
You can slowly break my heart for years

but just because you can
it doesn't mean you should

You can say that you can't bear to lose me
That if you had the choice you'd choose me
You can seal it with a loving kiss
Make yours the smile I'll always miss

but just because you can
it doesn't mean you should...

Sunday, 15 April 2012

Friday, 6 April 2012

New puppy

Puppy whining for no apparent reason

J: What do you think he wants?
Zach: I think he wants the United States to stop making war with the Middle East ...


Zach: Look mum I've got a mangina!
J: Hmmmn...
Zach: Do you see what I did? I tucked my penis between my legs to make a mangina!
J: It's a proud moment for any mother

Sunday, 1 April 2012

What still pulls on your soul?

You were born with potential.
You were born with goodness and trust.
You were born with ideals and dreams.
You were born with greatness.
You were born with wings.
You are not meant for crawling, so don't.
You have wings,
Learn to use them, and fly.
What in your life is calling you,
When all the noise is silenced,
The meetings adjourned...
The lists laid aside,
And the Wild Iris blooms
By itself in the dark forest...
What still pulls on your soul?
- Rumi (1207 - 1273)

Sunday, 18 March 2012

Mother's day

Zach making me poached eggs on toast for mother's day breakfast
Zach: I'm cutting the toast into soldiers ... then they're going off to fight Osama Breadbin Laden

Monday, 20 February 2012

Galaxy quest

J: Hey Zach I've just had a letter from your school
Z: Really? What does it say?
J: It says 'your child Zach has been identified as a highly intelligent student who should be expecting the most exacting standards from himself and should be thinking, even at this early stage, of progressing to the most advanced levels of education. In year 9 Zach will be invited to join our Galaxy Group enrichment programme, which is exclusively for students who have exceptionally high potential. This programme is intended to extend their portfolio of experience, hence making them more attractive to the more prestigious universities'
Z (looking at me blankly): I have no idea what that means...
J: I think it means they got you mixed up with some other kid!

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Destiny's child...

Destiny looked me in the eye
Now tell me true and don’t you lie
Is that a tear upon your face?
Wild longings can your soul misplace!
If you don't hold your passions tight
You'll lose your way some starless night.

What dreams are these that make you cry?
Such dreams are sent to help you fly!
You weren't meant to sit and weep
For things you lose or things you keep
You were born for joy and love and laughter
And for life to be forever happy after

Sunday, 8 January 2012

Thursday, 5 January 2012