I wrote in my poem Creases that I keep some of my old poems in a drawer next to my bed. Here is one of them, written (I believe) around twelve years ago. It has only been lightly edited for posting, including giving it a new title. It was written very much as a song, [...]
Category: The Bedside Drawer
Poems written through my teenage years, and then left in a drawer to fade.
I Was Wrong
Another offering from my Bedside Draw. Probably written when I was sixteen or seventeen. I've played things over in my mind And I see now that I've been blind I was struck dumb by your beauty I forgot to look inside You plagued my thoughts for a week or two Ever since I caught [...]