Biography of Mark Eyre
Wystan Hugh Auden
Ian Curtis / Joy Division
Mark Eyre Poems
Tiger one to tiger two Tiger one says I love you Tiger two does not reply So tiger one, he starts to cry
And so we let the games begin Before the tears and the tides come in I let her drive She's good to go
I blamed his mother Theres a chance she was to blame I blamed his brother Because of him they were ashamed
Bark of dreams
In your dream You went a flying You flew over to me
The last words of a Father to his Son
Make of it what you will Lies will be told Tears they will spill
If only myth and nursery rhyme were true The mouth would exist in which he could speak Of whereabouts of missing persons Murders and other witnessed wrong doing
Life is like a roundabout One min your in the next your out It's kinda like a sea of mist Although you know you have a list
The whole world in my hands
I got the whole world in my hands And when I'm bored i like to squash her She's as soft as soap on my ill treated palm And attached to that globe is a band of twang
The Johnny that lurks / Cabbage patch Jo...
My vocal chord will spin Time woven by the gentle hand of Mother Apple cores and may flies swoop
Crab Apples - (Please help)
A note about this poem: I get urges to write where thoughts run freely through my mind and I hear words out loud and write what I hear. Is there anybody who can help me decyfer what I wrote in the following piece? I saw the images in my head and wrote what I saw. Any insight would be great. Thankyou and I hope you enjoy this random piece of writing.
I sat her down and watched her cry I shaved her head and I dried her eye I asker her when I asked her why She chose the path that made us die
I have been sentenced
Yeah I'm feeling good! Who am I trying to fool? I lost her and so I should I'm bitter, twisted and cruel
The fun, The loss
I'll pick you up on the bank at Seven My sensational idea of an angel from heaven Continuous contact til half past Eleven Where we dream of hiding in a place like Devon
If you looked with your heart You would see the real me But you look with your eyes You see the betreal in me
Tiger one to tiger two
Tiger one says I love you
Tiger two does not reply
So tiger one, he starts to cry
Tiger two says why you cry?
Tiger one says 'you did not reply'
Tiger two says I need not to
Tiger one says why?