Andy N.

Andy N. Poems

Before I open the curtains,
close your eyes
and listen to the
soft, almost
...

Random moments
bring portals of memories.
...

There is a calmness
Like a Buddhist prayer
On the road
When it snows
...

I want to join you asleep
at the edge off sunrise
and groan gently
across the breeze
...

while you sleep in my arms,
I try to avoid
looking at the dawn
been struck from the skies
...

Near the scrapyard
Round the corner
From the ocean
Where the stock
...

Andy N. Biography

Andy N (aka Andy Nicholson) is a 39 year old writer, writer, performer and sometimes experimental musician from the Manchester area of England. He has published one book of poetry through N Press 'Return to Kemptown' in 2010 and his second book, a split book with Jeff Dawson (aka Jeffarama) 'A Means to an End' has also just appeared. He has been published in numerous books and magazines and has been performing since 2006 and regularly since 2008. More details of his experience can be seen here - http: //andyncreativecv.blogspot.com/ He is also vocalist and keyboardist in the spoken word collective 'A Means to an End' (http: //ameanstoanend.yolasite.com/) His official website is http: //www.andyn.org.uk)

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Before I Opened The Curtains

Before I open the curtains,
close your eyes
and listen to the
soft, almost
invisible breeze
sneaking in and out
of my window still.

Before I open the curtains,
listen to the nervousness
of my every touch
as I gently blow
over the tip of your hair
so it feels
like an imaginary comb
stroking your head.

Close your eyes
and listen to the branches
rustling in the distance
and the leaves dancing all
over the pavement.

Listen to the rain
falling down from the sky
and also dripping slowly
from my soaked gloves
onto the floor.

Listen to the sigh
at the end of my
every sentence
as I whisper
good morning beautiful
as I open the curtains
and watch the sea
limping over the shore
before stumbling
to a sudden stop.

But most of all,
listen to the pain
of the water
as it tries over and over
to get across the sand
like soldiers
getting forced
backwards
but never giving up
across a landscape
of random impulse
before I opened the curtains.

And before I kissed you
with all of my love.

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