You

You are the girl
on my heartstrings sat playing
who's every touch
sends a spark
quivering down my spine.
And the softened warmth
of your own skin
resting 'gainst my own
makes hearts soar into skies
as your perfume carries me home.

Ever the girl,
who's silken curves
steal breath and heart away
a star-struck smile that glints
and hints at all you know,
and Oh! but those eyes!
laced with emerald mist
I'd give the world and all within it
for those lips if I had kissed.

Eustacia Vye

Though i vowed you'd never break my heart again,
I failed.
I let you rip it from my sleeve
dash it to the wall and let me bleed.
Trample all my hopes and dreams
set light to all you ever gave to me.

I should have seen the thunder in your eyes
your sirens song played over stormy skies
and a mind so tainted with heart breaking disease,
the power to smash me down upon my knees.

You make me hollow and devoid
of all but the sourest of emotions.
You leave me bitter, cold as ice
for your death kiss, i have paid the price.

And I now know that when you call
my own heart, your strongest weaponry of all
will draw me back for another fall,
and there my final death you drawl.

Achilles Heel

You are truly my achilles heel,
for I hate and love you with equal measure.
You are the drug now in my veins,
the one the dealer takes away
to deny me of what I need,
like sucking out the air I breath
from the bell jar on the mantle where you keep me torn
with nought but a memory of how my love was born.
Out of the night like a green sour liquor
dripping down my throat to keep me etherised.
falling into this catatonic stupor,
a melancholy existance with little hope of a future.
And whatever you give, you destroy the next day
but still my heart is forced to obey.
Like some cruel joke the world wants to play,
for I have no choice, this is how I feel.
I've fallen in love, with my achilles heel.

Enemy

You are my mortal weakness,
my single fatal flaw.
But is it really my own fault?
the people I adore.

I've suffered long
and bled a lot
under arrows blows

and yet you stay the greatest prize
the queen of both my eyes.

Love, you are a sickness,
infesting in my mind.
Your cancers wrapped about my heart,
and tighter grow the binds.....

Steptoe's Yard

In Steptoe's yard
the grass now grows.
Where once upon a dream
the tall trees throws,
in shadows mist
and nettle beds
scrap steel, and brick, did rest their heads.
Among the tufts of think coarse weeds,
(with muddy patches in between)
the ivy bushes hugging tight
to rubble piles, in fading light
of dappled green on old white vans
algae smeered from lack of man
as bluebells spring between the stones
a broken chair sits like a throne
basking in thr suns soft glows
it's feeble purpose, now unknown
a useless relic no one owns.
Just like the yard, now over grown
devoid of all of mankinds woes
and we ask, is it better off this way?
now burning drums have lost their stay
and birds and crickets over thrown
all the pain and hunger man have blown.

Love Song of the Broken man

If I could turn back the hands of the clock,
Reverse the worlds melancholy tick, tock
Take back the day I met you,
and give back every word,
I would.

If I could erase you,
Like footprints on a beach
Release my mind of your burden
And escape your ice like grip,
I would.

If I could never utter your name,
now, or through history
and learn not of your existence
never feel your mark on the world,
in a heartbeat,
I would.

If I could take everything of you,
So well folded it fits in an envelope,
And place it on a shelf,
Buried under the weight of the world,
I would.

If I could tear out this conflicted heart,
And everything its known.
Destroy every trace
Every way you helped it grow
I would,
A million times, I would.

Never Enough

If I am more to you
than a name, a face
a piece of the past
a day in your history
a shadow, been cast.

If I am more to you
than verses on paper,
words in lines
and letters of order.

If I am more to you
than a memories distant hum
a figure in the mist,
on a train that has come.

If I am more to you
than people on pavements
hurrying away to insignificant wives
dealing with problems
in their un extraordinary lives.

If I am more, not less
not the same
than I was the day we first met
and our eyes first agreed,
then be mine forever
and I'll be more for eternity.

Be Still The Girl

you're still the girl,
Standing on lone platforms
with sadness soaked eyes
and a dream in her heart.
Written on crumpled paper
like last nights phone number.

Still the girl,
the one to change the world
with a history of breaking hearts
and weakening knees,
neither your own...

Still the girl,
Standing on clifftops laughing
at the dying waves on cursed rocks below.
Like a siren, calling the sea to die.

Still the girl,
Who through nights of slumber
eyes burn bright
with a fire so fierce,
so hot, you burn white.

Still the girl.
With arms wrapped about my heart.
Neither in embrace nor strangulation
but still choking me in the dark.

Midnight Soldier

Take this night and run
onwards through oblivions shadow
past the trees where death lurks
and over darkened graves.

Burn through this hollow night
like a pheonix on wings of flame
and stop, neither for friend nor foe
before the moon catches your tails.

Pick up you sword with honour
and weild it at the stars
let the light from burning embers guide you,
to rest this midnight hour.

Come what may, this night is for the taking.
for all fighters to earn their battle scars,
let nothing here deny you
through inken skies we march.

And time will find its passage
from day into the night.
Through gritted teeth we bark
like dogs at full moons light.

We are the midnight soldiers
our weapons held within.
Forever we stand this cruel night,
awaiting the war to begin.....

Finest Hour

If this is my finest hour,
and these be my final words
think not of them as strained,
or scripted or false.
Think of them as a parting gift
of improvised dimensions.

And typed on cold granite
phrases of virtue and honour,
now meaningless to the passers by.
For everyone in the grave yard was great.
As if the devils never die,
but linger on and haunt us.

As my old bones
thrown into the sod
creaking under the weight of the world
and my cold closed eyes
and stiff icy fingers
neither blink, nor twitch at the sound
of the mourners feet drumming
on the ground,
think upon this:

If this is my final hour
and these my finest words
what life have i lived?
but one that is absurd....

We are the children
of a million forgotten sunsets
a past that is lost,
written down as nothing more
than a memory, written
on the back of a cigarette packet
and tossed in the gutter.

Our chewing gum smiles
with dropped hip march
onwards through ages storm.
Our army darkens window panes
hoods covering shadowy forms.

We'll smash through lamplights glimmer
screaming banshees in the night
old institute walls will crumble
under the sounds of our marching heels.

by the scruff of the neck we'll take life
like a crumpled denim jacket
it's sleeves dragging in the dust,
kicking up a cloud to block out the stars.

And we will steal cars,
rob banks,
and drink until we forget
we will laugh at others misfortunes
and burn throught the night like thunder.

disolusioned part 1

This is who I am,
words on paper
flowing in rhyming lines
making sounds in minds
that echo ever onwards.

This is who I am
thoughts and feelings of ink
scrawled down on pages
so what d'ya think?

Am I so useless
just a waste of good trees
better writing my message
in the afternoon breeze.

Or do I have value
maybe some worth
do I really belong
on this old planet earth...

Coming of age

I am a man now,
Where did my youth go?
washed out in the rain
or left in the snow,
to melt into nothing.
I never saw it go...

Forgotten in grasses
on a sunday afternoon
lost from a pocket
or hole in the shoe.

Was it left with the natives?
on an adventure afar
or caught in a pond
and left in a jar
on the cracked windowledge
of an abandoned tree house.
Left to gain dust
in the pages of a book.

was it left in the boot,
of my friends first car?
or was it outgrown?
left in some seedy bar,
with smoke stained walls
and sticky old floors
dim dirty lighting
and a broken down door....

Fractured

I want to find change
and i want to find freedom.
dont want to suffer, want the garden of eden.
And it wont be posh and it wont be clever
just a place in the sun for ever and ever.

Maybe I cant find the words that ring true,
and the longer it gets, the more i am you.
I mightn't be broken, at least not yet
but the longer it goes on the harder it gets
to not fall to pieces, as dust on the floor
and get blown away by the wind on the moors.

And when i fall down well,
i might just lie broken
my face to the sky
and these words left unspoken
To fade into nothing
like paint on a wall
a graffiti message
just a faded scrawl.

Love me as I stand

Remember me,
as I stand today.
Do not let this contemporary countenance
fade into yesterday's oblivion box.
For thought the face may change,
the years age,
and at soft skin the world rage
the way it looks at you,
with loving eyes gaze
will remain.
Long after the spark has gone.

See me,
forever as nineteen,
or at sixteen if you wish.
before gravity has folded memories
away in wrinkled skin.

Think of me,
with the dreams I held at ten
the hopes, and the future i had reserved
at the time we both first met.

Hold me,
as if the world has never seen me,
fresh born, not knowing of the evils
the world waits to bestow in naive eyes.

Love me,
forever as today.
at the point this ink on paper meets,
words eternal lay unchanged.

??????NTY??????

Our Journey as one is over,
like a river we have reached the sea.
Cascading in waterfalls onwards
along different currents and with different dreams.

Like the water our path has had bends,
over pebbles our dashing foam sends.
Meandering round corners in sunlight descends,
knowing all will run smooth in the end.

Goodbye old friends, you're leaving
but here I'm resigned to stay.
My path for the future is different
now going our separate ways.

our lives and our dreams are changing
and there is nothing we can do.
But we'll shed no tears through ignorance
impossible for us to stay true.

Ricky glew

Goodbye. (it's time that i was gone...)

I scrawled my love in notebooks,
in lines i thought were true.
But now the ink lies meaningless
just a pattern made of blue.

The footprints that i wrote of,
graffiti'd on my heart
have washed away in times soft rain
now barely leave a mark.

So now if dark clouds loom
you'll have to walk alone.
I no longer stand beside you
as each other we've outgrown.

Now the lines I once wrote for you,
the words remain the same.
But it seems sentiments are transient,
Love blossomed to mild disdain.

Goodbye to you dear friend,
I thought would last forever
how wrong I was to think it true
when you told me "I love you"....

Ricky Glew

She Is Love

She is love, the dawn bells ring
and the birds they start to sing.
She is love the voices call
but she wont hear at all.

She is love in the morning
in the noon and night
She is love in every hour-
sending clouds across my sight.

She is love, hanging in the air
and sprinkled on the ground.
She is love with every breath
every time i turn around.

She is love from yesterday
and in tomorrows dreams
She is love in shadows
and things that will never be.

She is love forever
burnt into the stars
she is love in time and space,
but only from afar......

Ricky Glew

Declaration

I will not fall down
upon my knees to pray,
to the mockers who defy me
in the empty words they say.

I will not shrink away
be removed from where i stand.
Instead to hold up tall,
no quivering in my hand.

I will not allow me
to be beaten to the floor
and will always remember
the things that I adore.

I shall not bend
or force my ways to mend
to suit the cut of others
and whittle myself to ends.

No one will make me sing
in the tune that i detest,
or walk along
my swagger now repressed.

I will not shy away
from the things i know are mine
I will force into my space
among the stars that shine.

I will bare my name with pride.
it's reputation hand forged by mind.
And talk in my own voice,
not someone elses they designed.

I'll use the faults of others
to strengthen up mine own
never fear of my mistakes
or forget how much i've grown.

I will not count my blessings
for vanitys delight
nor talk upon my sorrows
into the distant light.

I will never walk away
not until the bitter end
and wont give up on someone
if there's still a chance to mend.

I shall not fear the close
nor belittle my beginning.
And share the blame with others,
even if im winning..

Ricky Glew

This page is not blank.

This page is not blank.
It is merely waiting,
waiting to be filled
with words.
A tower of words,
of thoughts and emotions
and feelings.
Feelings about you?
about hopelessly waiting,
for a day,
a chance to shine,
to shine with you.

tbc?

coffee shop infatuation

My eyes are falling fast
the days, their toll has taken
and im drifting away.
In my head
there's a world
filled with all my dreams
and pictures,
of the things i want to be.

I see you and me,
walking, hand in hand, under trees
my arms around you
your arms around me
and loves soft peace in between.

Skies stretching
over and beyond.
The empty spaces,
ours for the taking
alone besides ourselves.

Just two people talking,
stirring up chocolate dreams
and sipping sweet emotions
watching eachothers eyes,
with no answer to the question "why?"

London

As I walk through each chartered street,
near where the old thames does flow.
Looking out to the soul of the city
to hear the screams, calling London.

We throw our hands up to the sky
as if the clouds can answer why
and we are angered,
to hear no reply.

The heart beat of the city as it sleeps
drums out the glory of metropolis
with high rise shoeboxes
touching the heavens
yet no angels haunt the rooves.

The halos of the streetlights
against the milky air
shimmer in gritty winds,
in a shower of discarded starbucks.

The sights, the sounds, the smells
haunting all the streets.
And the blank, hollow faces
of the people as they weep
for what once, never was.....

Ricky Glew

L V

Time will never wither
sunsets never eclipse
the eternal beauty of your lips.
The flash of brilliant sunlight
upon your golden hair
the dazzle of the oceans
inside your sky blue stare.

The touch of soft warm skin,
your hand against my own
the quiet and gentle breathing
of this soul i've come to know.

The ever optimistic
with a heart of shining gold.
A spirit to melt the ice
and shatter all the moulds.

We Shall Meet Again (for eternity)

We shall meet again
in the place
where there is no darkness
no tears to be cried
no pain to be felt
and no blood to be spilt.

We shall meet again
on the other side of the wall
just through the eternal doorway
where the candle glows for all.

We shall meet again,
just around the corner
only the bend in the road
separates us now.

And we shall meet again
on some golden morning,
the crunch of autumn leaves
with the shine of summer sun
glittering on winters snow
next to spring times river flow.

And when we meet again,
many years from now
nothing will have changed
to me you'll mean the same
and we'll share the same old stories
laughing at the same tired lines
like the family we always were.

We shall meet again
where warm fires burn
and we will speak
with the same old voices
and walk through the seasons
for eternity....

Ricky Glew

In Passing

So here we are,
united by grief.
Trying not to submit
to the secrets that we keep.

Time travels on,
but we only stand still
filled by a vaccum
a numbness of soul.

The reason now lies cold,
they cannot fill the hole
and memories and dreams
seem to distant to appease
the sorrow and the tears
to be shared throughout the years.

The sun can shine on
in it's place in the sky
but i'll never notice
as i walk on by.

the stars can still glow,
but dark is my window.
Lit only by the promise
we'll met again someday
but not here, in a land far away
that we pass to in an instant
wether we welcome it or not....

Ricky Glew

Untitled

Where do I turn
now i've lost my way
struggling to fight
to live another day.
Head bowed, like a fallen tree
the slippery path sprinkled with misery.
My back against the wall
as i'm waiting now to fall
into the darkness
snatching at my heels
no matter where I run,
I know i am undone.

The strength within is faded
shines only but a glimmer
to be extinguished as the wick burns ever thinner.
Where do i turn?
now all hope is lost
nursing all the bruises
and counting up the costs.

Ricky Glew

L IV

I can see a future in your eyes
mapped out, my life is on the rise.
And though i never really thought
I'd want a you and me
dreams about our future, is all that i can see.

To lose a lifetime in a moment,
but never want it back
and hold your hand forever
with thoughts of love that never lack.

I'll write a poem every day
if it will help you see my way
and we'll both know the words are true,
because they're said, only to you.

Ricky Glew

L III

You make me smile when I am blue,
the little things remind me of you.
The birds as they sing, when the day is begun.
The blue of the sky, touched by the sun.
The afternoons shadows, drawing you near.
The night times darkness, so I'll never fear.
The depth of the ocean, the softness of grass.
The sweet scent of flowers as i wander past.
The twinkling of starlight, the soft glow of moon.
The shine of a candle, lighting the gloom.

You fill my days with wonder
and dreams of summers past.
You make my heart glow brighter
and it beats a rhythm, fast.
I don't know if you know
just what i feel for thee
i want to say i love you,
but fear it's not meant to be.

Ricky Glew

The Game of Love

Love is a dangerous game
more deadly than a war
it has the instant power
to knock you to the floor.

And when you're down and out
it's plain for all to see
just another victim
of loves old misery.

It cuts you to the bone,
far deeper than a blade
it makes you question everything
driving you insane.

Love is like a lottery,
you have to play to win
just don't gamble other peoples hearts
purely on a whim.

The prize can be amazing
and is always worth the game
but if you miss to chance your hand
you've only you to blame.

So step up to the table,
and lay down all your cards.
Don't make love the joker,
let it be the ace of hearts.

Ricky Glew

Our Summers

Those summer days are gone and lost
and only dreams remain.
Those long spent hours in the sun
form memories never stained.

the never ending hours
of nothing much at all,
just days of happy times
we thought would last for all.

But eternity cant wait
and all things change in the end,
not always for the better....

So goodbye to the sky
and the summer sun
goodbye to dreams of childhood,
my adult days have come.

Ricky Glew

Elements of Fate

Is it written in the sky?
the way all things will be?
spelt out in the wind
and played out in the sun.

Scribed into the rocks
and pressed into the dirt
as certain as yesterday
stands to us today.

Do the things we do
and the words we say
really make the difference anyway?
or are we but the fools
acting out eternity's melancholic play
forced, and bound, to act our parts this way.

Ricky Glew

www.fullstop (why when and what)

Somethings we will never know.
Why the sun's in the sky and the wind does blow.
What made the seas and rivers flow
and when we die where do we go?

What makes us just who we are?
and man can travel, but how far?
will there ever come a day
when we see things another way?

to stop asking questions,
criticising what has been done
and trying to change the masterpiece
to alter what fate begun.

When will we stop to think
of all the time we waste
and learn to let things be,
and free ourselves from this rat race.

Ricky Glew

The Garden

It's summer in the garden
all the world's begun
to break out from their houses
and step into the sun.

To stand upon the cliff top
and look on out to sea
imagine all the wonders
stood waiting there for thee.

It's summer in the garden
now all the world can see
the beauty of the world
and all the things to be.

Ricky Glew

Dixie

Some people call it foolish,
writing a poem to you
but they can never understand
exactly what you do.

You entered my life when i was down
and took away my frown.
And though we've had our ups and downs
I knew you were around.

and then just one year later
when things turned really bad
you made my life much easier
helped stop me feeling sad.

You took me all the places
that i needed to be
gave me back my freedom
created independancy.

And though you'll never understand
the message that's for you
if people knew the reasons why,
they'd love you like i do.

Ricky Glew

"I Love You" in 10 Lines or less

10 lines to say I love you
when it only takes 3 words
you'll be my morning chorus
singing songs just like the birds.
6 lines to write I love you
but i haven't got a clue
you make me feel alive again
this smile is down to you.
2 lines left it's plain to see, without you i am blue
one final line, I'll say the words, I love you, yes it's true.

Ricky Glew

L II

Golden hair and pale blue eyes
the dazzling smile of angels wise,
an unshaking, happy soul
with whom I want to grow old.

To lie with on the mountain top
and hold in the valley below
to spend each waking moment loving
and sleep in loves soft folds.

Only to wake up more in love
than ever could I dream.
To hold your hand and walk you through
the life of which i scheme.

For you to be my everything
and all on which I pride
to wrap my dreams around us both
and love you for all of time.

Ricky Glew

Blinded by the Lights

Please refrain from walking
into the light you see.
I hear the angels singing
and know they're here for thee.

But please now keep on breathing
and tell thrm, "let me be"
for i have yet to say goodbye
and you mean the world to me...

Ricky Glew

Out of Reach

Can you hold on now?
just one more night.
Will you live to see another mornings light,
come streaming through the window
to light the day for thee.
I still hold on to memories
of the things you used to be...
So strong- and yet so caring
with arms just full of love
how you were always, always there
but now, you are above.
i hope in time the memories fade
so i forget your final days,
spent sighing on your bed
and to think of all the happy times
that we shared instead.
Those days spent in the garden,
under flawless skys
and rainy afternoons
sat watching the world go by...
I wander what you think of now,
your mind has slipped away.
Do you think of all the things we said
or are they gone today?
Do you remember much of me?
all the things i could have been
my silly little ways
and my childhood dreams.
Days spent on the cliff side
or down beside the beach.
I want to pull you close
but now you're out of reach.

Ricky Glew

Return to Sender?

Kicking through the autumn leaves
wondering where i left my heart
Is it in the wind?
or on the ocean floor?
did i leave it on the hillside?
or was it left behind,
as i drove away from home....
Did you steal it clean away?
will i get it back one day?
so someone else can swap it
for their own.....

Ricky Glew

No More Days

I used to deal with love poems
to brighten up my days
but i cant fight the darkness
and make it go away.

Instead I'm stuck just standing
somewhere in between
trapped beyond insanity
and where i want to be.

I no longer hear the birds
they've fallen from the tree
no longer pretty flowers
stand to feed the bees.

I used to walk in fields of gold
but now it's only wheat,
the sugar and the strawberries
cant taste remotely sweet.

I used to deal with love poems
to brighten up my days
but now i live in darkness,
I've lost sight of all my days.

Ricky Glew

The Darkness

The darkness is a giant
crushing all below
taking you to places
you didn't want to go.
It's up there on the mountain top,
and down in the valley below.
Falling like a veil
over new laid snow.
Creeping like a monster
rolling over sky
swallowing up the villages
and the passers by.
But just when hope is lost
you start to see the stars
and know someone is watching you
if only from afar.....

Ricky Glew

Poetic Soul

A hat-full of dreams.
Not exactly what it seems.
For round every corner,
lies fears new world order.

Broken hearted man,
who's lost his only way.
Given up on mystery,
with dreams resigned to history.

Closed now is the book
under lock and key
tired of all the thinking
of the things I used to be.

Stuck now under stars above
knowing he cant aim,
to shoot and land amongst them.
To shine with them one day.

Fixed upon the spot now
tied down unto his fate,
writing pointless poetry
so he can dream today....

Ricky Glew

Division

We are not built to face the world alone.
To spend our days as lonely bones.
We live to love and share our joy,
not to hate, for hate will destroy.
We should not stand as divided men,
we must learn to be as one again
and stake our claim on hearts not ours
and nurture them, till our parting hours.
To spread our love among the stars
not sit, and cry, in dingy bars;
as we drink another life away
safe in the knowledge we will always be this way.

Ricky Glew

Just Dreams

I've lost my way in this world.
And all that I used to be
is forgotten on the stream.
I still long for dreams
but thats all they are
just dreams.
An idea of what will never be
but everything we want
never realised
never achieved
just dreams......

Ricky Glew

The Strength Of One

When you think all hope is lost
and nothings left to gain
when you cant stand to argue back
to shout out through the pain

when you're feeling noble
but all you talk's in tears
and all around you's broken
cracked throughout the years

When every game is over
and you cant cheer at the scores
and every cloud has burst
so all the rain does pour

when the sky is dark
and the night has rolled right in
blocking out the stars,
drawing out the tears.

When you feel all hope is lost
with nowhere left to turn
stand strong and hold your place
you'll get all that you earn.

Ricky Glew

Teenager

Louder now
the drums keep on playing
and it's a dangerous place
trapped inside my head
stuck between text books
crying to get out
but you cant cry
because you cant feel
you're just empty,
empty inside
and the darkness,
darkness closing in
whispering, whispering
are you afraid?
but you cant feel the fear
just the hollow emptiness
of being your age.

Ricky Glew

The Voice Within

You want to turn away
and you know you should.
to walk now and accept the fate
that you've been given.
To retire from the dreams you cling too
but the dying hope, still barely breathing
summons up a whisper
"stay, never turn away
you'll get your chance one day."

Every bone in your body
wants to leave this place
wants to leave them all behind
muscles tensed to run
but once more comes the inaudible cry.
"stay, never turn away
you'll get your chance one day."

You're scared now
it's all coming at you so soon
thrust into the spotlight
to make the decidions you're not ready to make.
You turn to leave, but a cry inside calls out
"stay, never turn away
you'll get your chance one day."

And then you accept
leaving is no option.
Only serving to make you curse
every other damned day
for wasting the chance they might have gave
and so you say,
"stay, never turn away
you'll get your chance one day."

Ricky Glew

The Dreamers

We are the dreamers
we make the world turn
always pushing for change
but not letting go.

We are the dreamers,
we hold in our hands
the key to all being
like the grains of sand.

We are the dreamers
with no place to go
a dangerous weapon.
we cant accept "no".

Ricky Glew

Words

What are the words?
the words you want to say when no one is there to hear them.
when the room is empty and the night is still
and only the stars still stand by you.
when you're on your own,
chilled to the bone
and holding on to the dream you once had.

What are the words?
the words that still hold true though tried and tested
when rough winds shake them
and others laugh at the thought of them.
But only you can still believe
because you have no choice
without them you have nothing.

What are the words?
the words that have the power to change the world.
When nothing else matters and nothing else required.
and only two people need ever hear them.
Three words to make a destiny
two more to make it true
I love you.
me too.....

Ricky Glew

L

I'm scared of this moment
it's why I cannot speak
instead i'll write ut down,
a secret it will keep.

I know that nought can happen
while it stays inside
but the glimmer of silent hope
hurts less than broken pride.

Maybe oneday I'll tell you all of this,
some big romantic gesture
to win me back your kiss.

And maybe, in time
you'll stay with me a while
hold my hand and stand by
through the sadness and the smile

To spend my days
by your side
is all that i desire
your ice blue eyes and golden hair
to help me keep my fire.

Ricky Glew

Best Friend

For H.


When all is dark and lonely
I knows I have a friend,
someone to stand beside me
even at the end.

I never told you often
just what you mean to me
but now my life is changing
im able now to see.

You're the friend I trust the most,
in whom i'll always believe
the one person who'll stay forever,
even if you leave.

You'll always leave your footprints
dotted on my heard
and strewn accross my memories,
your love has left it's mark.

I hope now that you realise
and know what it means to me
to have you in my life,
and to be a friend to thee.

So please now always remember
however far you go,
best friend you mean the world to me
although sometimes i cant show.

So if there ever comes a time
when you see the dark clouds loom.
Hold tight and never forget,
I will always love you.

Ricky Glew

The Manor

The silence of the clocks
doors bolted at the locks.
windows closed up tightly
curtains, not drawn nightly.
The manors walls stand cold now
with dreams of laughter lost
the still air full of memories
of days spent bathed in frost
and summer evenings, gleaming
in the dusks lingering light
now the boney hand of solitude
touches every sight.
The kitchen table bare
and cupboards void of fare
and empty chairs can only stand, and stare
and wait in silent air.
alone now is the manor
where once did stand a home,
now an empty shell,
bricks and mortar wait alone.
The garden sits unkept,
where once our youth had crept.
The unloved grass
and hidden paths
seem only to forget,
the life that it once saw,
and all the dreams it bore,
and every mornings glory
played out on perfect skies
backed by dawn birds chorus,
as the sun does rise.

Goodbye now to the manor
it's time to wait alone
with no one left to sit and hear
the floorboards as they groan
farewell to the manor
to all the times we've known
the magic of the river
in all it's ebbs and flows.
The ever stirdy mantel
above the fires glow
the dull but homely echoe
of footsteps as they go.
The scrape of wooden feet
along the kitchen floor
the ever welcome noise
of the old front door.
The clinking of the gate
forever now must wait,
goodbye to the manor
resigned now to your fate
no warming fires burn
in the old charred grate.
who knows what's in our futures
or where they both shall lead.
Farewell to the manor,
it's time that i was free'd
from the magic of your charms
and the spells you've put on me.

Ricky Glew

What Will They Say?

When it's over,
what will they say?
he led a good life
that was his way.

He made me smile
and took me miles
away from this sad old place.
I'll miss his face.

He tried to change the world
and got lost along the way
broken by other peoples ways
crushed on lonely days.

He faced the world with bravery
and tried to make his peace.
held tight to all he thought dear.
through tthe pain and through the tears.

Ricky Glew

Demons

Your life's full of troubles
haunting your home
following you round
everywhere you go
you can't even escape
when you've closed your eyes
the demons have got to you
attacking inside.
I know your feeling
I can see it in your eyes
we've all been there,
at some other time.
When things all look black
and you can see no way back
I'll hold your hand
and walk you through
and maybe help to kill your demons too.

Ricky Glew

The Start and End

Loves the start and end of everything
It's like the fire in the sun,
without it man shrinks away
and pales 'till he is done.

Loves the start and end of everything
it's like the dawn birds song
signals to all, the end of darkness
and makes right all your wrongs

Loves the start and end of everything
it shines on like the stars
for it's in the darkest of lifes moments
that love lights it's brightest path.

Loves the start and end of everything
it's like the rain that falls.
Brings life to all it touches
and breaks down all the walls.

Ricky Glew

The Nature of Fate

All things happen for a reason,
it's a secret you should tell.
Fate's the eternal joker
mocking you from hell.

So when the path is dark
and the road is full of turns
when it seems all hope is lost
hold on and don't let go.

There will always come a lighter day
it's written in the stars.
the change around the corner,
is never just too far.

Ricky Glew

Not Your Standard Love Poem

Not your standard Love poem,
I've used up all those words.
If i wrote here, "you're perfect"
you'd scatter like a bird.

Maybe you're a bit too tall.
And your bust one size too small
perhaps then if your face, didnt resemble you at all
and also if you ran, to catch the phone at every call.

What if your foot were not as big,
and neither was the shoe?
if your nose was slightly straighter
your figure fuller too.

But if i could change just a single thing of you,
then I have no idea, exactly what i'd do.
There's nothing i can see,
cos theres no such thing as perfect.
only- perfect for me.

Ricky Glew

I Am Forever

When once what breathed

has turned to dust

and all around me’s failed

when grass does grow

upon my bed

and all my world has paled

the sky will still be blue above

the grass green far below

and in between and all around

there’s one thing you should know

I am the bird that sings

And flys with silken wings

I am the English oak

I am the soft grey smoke

That pours from every chimney.

I am the sky it touches

In every colour blue

I water every flower,

In every sort of hue

I am each passing hour

And yet time will never age

I am forever blades of grass

My death wont be a cage

I am the wind that blows

And the dancing flame

Forever I will live

Though no one speaks my name.

Ricky Glew