Poetry Forum

My guitar has an unfortunate run in with a drunken friend, who managed to tread on it, snap the neck, dent the back and bend one of the keys. I've a got new one now though, and once I get home I can sgtart recording some stuff again, hopefully using Dave's method of a tranferring across from a tape ...

Hi guys, thanks very much for all the comments, I've taken them on board and hope to come up a reworked version when I get back from uni, as my equipment here is pretty sparse. Apologies for the time lag as well, I've been busy with a novel and my degree and unfortunately music has taken a back seat...

Here's a new one. This has more of a grungey, metal feel to it. Think Nirvana meets AC/DC. Nothing to prove You think these are chains upon my wrists, You think you see resignation in my fists, I think that I will make a move, ‘Cause baby I got nothing to prove, to you. Where will you fit me on your...

Old Age Dirt Bag Outside it’s Noel, Decorations hanging down, As I hear the bells, I’m twenty in half an hour, Oh how this sucks, My life is in flux, People still don’t know who I am, And they still don’t give a damn about me. ‘Cause I’m just an old age dirt bag baby, Yeah I’m just an old age dirt b...

Wake Up There’s more to pain than mere sensation, There’s more to tears than the water in my eyes, The human heart is more than just an organ, There’s more to life than being alive, Happiness is more than just what’s painless, Achievement’s more than lack of failure, A lifetime’s all about what you ...

Holiday Hijinks Yeah I’m back for the holidays, Seems I haven’t been away too long, Seems my common sense still ain’t too strong, Not when I see you standing there anyhow, I haven’t seen you in three months, You’re still just as pretty as before, Doubt you think bout me any more, Not when I don’t ca...

Hi guys, I've got a little flurry of new songs for you, although still no music, as now my lovely new guitar is working, my tape recorder has packed up. Come on The sun is down, but the neon lights are on, The air is cold, but the whisky drops are warm, These four walls may as well be iron bars, I n...

I think it's quite good, have you considered placing an explanation of why she married her second husband, possibly just after the phone call? It seems to me like a good moment for a soul baring monologue :D . There's only a small part of it that I don't like and it's: The first, fat, flawed and fut...

Thank you Juggles for your comments. I agree with what you say about it appealing more to men, particularly as the first chapter focuses more on the male character, as indeed will broadly be the case throughout the rest of it. While I wouldn't go so far as to say that was my aim, it's more something...

There's a power about this song, the emotion really comes through in the lyrics. I think it's a bit of shame you got rid of the verse: Do you crave affection, Attention or grief? Do you lust to be bound To your hospital bed? Does it make you secure To be nurtured and blessed By the angels in white? ...

I really like it, particularly: I will drift these streets of shadows like the leaves that roam the autumn My only suggestion would be to change the " Waiting for some god-forsaken dealer " as I just feel that the lyrics become stronger if you leave that to implication, rather than stating...

Here are the next two chapters: Chapter 5 They were described by the BBC as the worst storms in living memory. He remembered watching the news report, and hearing of the deaths of two firemen in Somerset. He didn’t recall the day having been especially windy himself, though Daventry was someway away...

Hey everybody, this is my first novel, and I'm about 6 chapters in, and would be most greatful for any comments anybody should have about it. Chapter 1 John sat there quietly, not so much in thought, he couldn’t think, the anticipation was too great, but rather in just a nervous stillness. His eyes ...

Hey guys, here's a new one I've been working on. Unfortunately my guitar has packed up completely, so there's no music for this just at the minute. ‘Cause yeah it’s times like these that make the man, Yeah it’s times like these that kill the boy, Exacerbate, frustrate and annoy, Times that come and ...

Thanks very much for your comment.

Here's an MP3 of the melody, unfortunately as there's nobody about you'll have to put up with me singing and my pretty beat up guitar.

And he will love you better than I can, He will love you, the way you wish I would, And he will love you, so much harder, Yeah he will love you, like I should. ‘Cause he will go that extra mile, He will catch that shooting star, He will say those special words, While I wonder from afar, Oh yes you w...

It's an interesting topic, although perhaps it's not as relevant as it once was, given pledges by both parties to increase the tax burden on non doms.