Ayrshire rain, Steady, Reliable. I’d miss it if it wasn’t there, I’m sure I would. On a cold winter’s night, Falling against the window, Like knocking on the door. Pulling up the duvet, “Leave it out there, Come to bed, baby.” Or in the summer, The sky opens. You don’t want to be caught InContinue reading “Ayrshire Rain”
Category Archives: Poems
2-0
2-0 win, on a Saturday afternoon.Following the game online, or on the radio.Wee man through to tell me the goals Covid.Laying in bed.Or on the couch.A win is just the tonic. Well,That and 2 paracetamol. Last time this happened I had a chest infection, Everyone else was away to the game.2-0 down at half time.We scored 5Continue reading “2-0”
Smile
Smile motherfucker.You are alive.You are travelling.In this moment. Lucky man. Life is messy.Real, Human.Imperfect.Like me.Like you. Smile motherfucker. You are alive. © Paul Andrew Sneddon
Lungs
I woke up one night; I couldn’t breathe.Taste of blood in my mouth, my lung clawing out.I opened the thin windows, tried to jam my face through it.Blue inhaler.Red inhaler.Round and round. I was gasping, sweating. Give me oxygen.Give me life. I felt like a fish on the pier floor:Desperate,gasping,dying. I opened the back doors.TheContinue reading “Lungs”
Flip the Switch
Sometimes I feel like two people.Surviving the day,then alive on the page. Flip the switch. Words spilling.My soul expanding,my mind on fire. Sparks.Love.Meaning. Could be a song,a riff,a smile. ConnectionLight. Through the alleyways and avenues,or flying high above the city.The beach as the waves crash.A little cottage in the hills. Or here,on the front step.WritingContinue reading “Flip the Switch”
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