Last Night

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creative, dreams, Last night, Love, poems, poetry, Relationships, verse, writing

Last night I dreamed that

You had dreamed that

You had passed the hours

Making love with me

That day the sky had turned

From grey to white to blue

And every moment flowed

With crystal kisses like

The freshness of the waterfall

As unending as the hours that

Grew between us

And my eyes saw through yours

Each splinter of a heart which

Touched a spark in you and

You saw all you mean to me

These things that have no words

These things that move between us

In breaths as silent as the waves

Last night I dreamed that

You had dreamed.

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020

 

Open Door

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creative, loss, Love, nostalgia, Open door, poems, poetry, Relationships, verse, writing

Walk through that open door

And I’ll pretend that I

Have never seen you before,

Your chestnut hair it frames

Scattered days upon the floor

Makes me think of distant times,

And all the things I never owned

Like fire and hope and love

Your voice sweet in the blackbird’s song,

A heart, a ring and other things

That lay like flowers

Their tears upon the winter ground,

Footsteps through the morning dew

And in my stolen dreams

Each moment brings me back to you,

Makes me think of silent days

Your eyes behind my eyes

And all the joy you ever saw,

I’ll cut away the creeping vines

And I’ll pretend that I

Am worthy of your gifts

If you’d walk through

That open door.

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020

 

Stay at Home

A brief guide from our spokesperson (for anyone who has not seen this):

Islands

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creative, Islands, lyrics, poems, poetry, Relationships, verse, writing

Put out the flame

Because I did not feel the cold

Didn’t think that I

Would ever need it again

Never thought the Winter

Would fall so hard

 

Watched the horses fly

Flailing tails in the night

Kept my hands to me

Tight-lipped choices

Deep within my pockets

Dressed again in white

 

So come with me, stay with me

These bridges I burned

Will never be built again,

Run with me, sing with me

Your voice on the wind

Is all that I need

 

Lay down in the water

Like you once told me to do

Didn’t feel the currents move and

Wash me out to sea

Hands upon my shoulders

Take me down again

 

So come with me, stay with me

These bridges I burned

Will never be built again,

Run with me, sing with me

Your voice on the wind

Is all that I need

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020

 

Whiplash

Something to brighten up your day: like Dorothy, simply follow the Yellow Brick Road (or in this case the link within the link) to discover a fabulous song from a highly talented young (no pun intended (it’s the vocalist/composer’s name)) artist –

https://www.foreverbritishcountry.co.uk/post/first-thoughts-review-whiplash-by-charlotte-young

(I may be slightly biased – it is my son who supplies the guitar work).

 

Animal

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Alcohol, Animal, creative, Dependency, Depression, poems, poetry, verse, writing

Take a deep breath and hold it now

Going down and going under,

The dark won’t drown the animal

The cold won’t freeze us where we fall.

Reach your hands out in the darkness

Knees worn right down to the bone,

Cast your words out on the altar

Take your comfort in the silence.

Drink in the brown drink in the gold

Distractions from the howling dog,

All the things that never killed you

Only served to keep you here.

See the shadows portents looming

Climbing blindly in the stairwell,

Animal upon your shoulder

Inside your head won’t let you down.

Take a deep breath and hold it now.

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020

 

Coming Soon… New Books from Raw Earth Ink

Raw Earth Ink

I’m excited to share some great news… be looking for new books in the coming months.

First I’d like to introduce Brandon White: poet, musician, artist, father and all around super nice guy… you can find him over on Instagram @brandonwhitemusicandpoetry.

His debut book of poetry will be available in May. It’s a deeply heartfelt walk through grief as Brandon sifts through all the thoughts and emotions watching the deterioration and then loss of his father. Absolutely gorgeous work.

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On the heels of this, you’ll be seeing the poetry and art anthology, The Poets Symphony. This is a collection of poetry, artwork, lyrics, and more from thirty-one artists and writers. You’re going to love this one. It contains some incredible art, photography, and verses all centered on the theme of music.

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There’s definitely more in the line-up, so keep your eyes peeled here.

As always, you can also pick up…

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Summer Died

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creative, Longing, loss, Love, Memory, nostalgia, poems, poetry, Relationships, Remember, Summer, verse, writing

I remember the hurt

When the Summer died,

And words fell worn like leaves

The look in your eyes,

Oh, I remember the fall

The hole in your eyes,

Silhouettes on gallows

Against the sky.

 

And I would walk, walk with you

Beyond the edges

Beyond the fringe

Live  all your secrets

If you want me to,

And I would dance, dance for you

To a silent tune

Played by your heart

Run with your shadows

If you asked me to.

 

And I would love, love you still

Beyond the words

Beyond the lips

Hold you forever

If you needed me to,

And I would leave, leave for you

When the air was dead

And nothing rhymed

If you asked me to.

 

I remember the hurt

When the Summer died,

And words fell worn like leaves

The look in your eyes,

Oh, I remember the fall

The hole in your eyes,

Silhouettes on gallows

Against the sky.

 

But if you’d stay, stay for me

Just a moment

A moment more

I’d turn these tears to wine

If you asked me to.

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020

 

Static Dreams – and Why Not?

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Authors, Book, creative, fiction, Lulu, Original writing, short stories, Static Dreams, stories, Suspense, Tara Caribou, The Guest house, writing

Static Dreams Volumes 1 and 2 are now readily available at all good outlets – simply follow one of the links cleverly inserted below!

Both volumes contain original and intriguing stories (volume 2 includes my own personal contribution) and are well worth purchasing in any format.

Go on, treat yourself, you know it makes sense…and if you do, thank you!

 

Lulu (preferred option):

Both books, all versions

http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/taracaribou

Barnes & Noble/Nook:

Both books, all versions

https://m.barnesandnoble.com/s/Tara+caribou

Apple:

e-book only, obviously

Volume One

https://books.apple.com/us/book/static-dreams-volume-1/id1486264842

Volume Two

https://books.apple.com/us/book/static-dreams-volume-2/id1498272295

Amazon:

Volume One paperback

https://www.amazon.com/Static-Dreams-Volume-One-tara-caribou/dp/1733080813

Volume One e-book

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B081HW783D/

Volume Two paperback

https://www.amazon.com/Static-Dreams-2-Tara-Caribou/dp/173308083X/

Volume Two e-book

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B084ZXXVVN/

Second Skin

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creative, loss, Love, poems, poetry, Regret, Relationships, Second skin, verse, writing

But does he hold you in the night

Like I held you in the night

With his body laying next to yours

Like a second skin?

And does he kiss away your tears

As if they were his own

To leave you feeling pure and whole

Like I tried to do?

And when the darkness falls so hard

Is the hand you reach for mine

Although the only one you find

Belongs to him not I?

And does he hold you in the night

Like I did once before

And does he tell you all the things

I used to say to you?

And does he mean the world to you

Like you still do to me

With silent words that speak so loud

Just like a second skin?

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020