EP Mason

EP Mason Jan 2014

Jewels

There are Amber's and Jade's and Ruby's and Scarlett's in this world
Their spectrum of colours and beauty excel the grey in my heart
I was born in the dust and dirt and I'll die in it
I am not a jewel exposed, like them.

EP Mason Jan 2014

The cyclones of you

Breezes no longer blow
through my country palace
or in the eyes which I love

But great turbulent winds
cascade through my soul
and suffocate me with their smoke
and choke me with their words
with their hands which I love

And now
now that the cyclones of you
have broken every piece of me
all I can do is whisper my words so solemnly

I am now but a wisp of smoke because of you.

EP Mason Jan 2014

Writers Block 2014

Trying not to romanticize life
is hard
when everything is going so beautifully

Such that the morbid and intrusive thoughts
once buried at the back of my mind
then hanging on the tip of my tongue
prying open my lips
have been swallowed down into the burning pit of my stomach
Perhaps, never to return again

Does anybody else find themselves so happy that the negativity that once shaped your poetry turns to writers block?

© Erin Mason 2014

EP Mason Jan 2014

the organs of orchids

I hope that when I die
the insides of me
are placed into
the insides of the needy
so that they can bloom like flowers

And the rest of me
is buried with the Earth
so the prettiest flowers can grow from my bones
and bloom in my soul
knowing I gave my life to nature
and all her children

EP Mason Jan 2014

10 minutes past midnight

My favourite part of new years
was wandering out into the streets
at 10 minutes past midnight
in a daze of champagne, ***** and lemonade
and peering up into a clear night's sky
and I swear I have never seen that many stars in one place
I watched them
with the background laughter of my drunken friends
discussing tales and myths of what each constellation meant
but who needs tales and myths
or science and maths
when you have bright eyes to see a world so completely beautiful
so complex and so magnificent?
Those stars rained down on my face
such that not even Van Gogh could paint their swirling bloom
such that Shelley and Keats could not write down their metallic romance
only I know that moment

EP Mason Jan 2014

A new year in Smiths lyrics

'Good times for a change
see, the luck I've had
can make a good man
turn bad

So please, please, please
let me, let me, let me
let me get what I want
this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
see, the life I've had
can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time'

EP Mason Dec 2013

Stressed out thoughts

I need you
to calm me down
and just so you know
I have asked my teacher for two essay extensions
and it has taken me three days to write 1000 words
simply because
you are the only thing I can think about right now
and I keep wondering what you're doing