Biography of anthony jones
As you may all see my name is Anthony, I am a drummer and have been for roughly 12 years now. I am 23 and I'm studying at Edge Hill University.
I have only recently become interested in poetry and I love to be able to dive deep into a memory and savour it through the medium of writing or typing. I find it somewhat therapeutic and I enjoy being able to share my thoughts and emotions with anyone. If you can relate to any of my writing then, please, do tell. If anyone does not understand bits I would be glad to shine some light upon your eager eyes. Hope you enjoy. Keep smiling :)
anthony jones Poems
Remember when we were dancing in December time? Ghostlike figures peppering the cool hillside. Entangled in a lattice of scarves and snowdrops we shuffled on by
There's Always Tomorrow
Happiness has that grasp on us, A heated ember rain. Happiness is that mask on me That cloaks my heart's black stain.
Throw down the ladders from above They will be sending help, for sure. Try another thousand times To look up.
Lonely plains with banks bound The river aches but flows regardless. Trees they creak but sway so gentle shade my thoughts from roaming.
This invisible man so torn and strewn yearns for life with death too soon.
I'm presented with a smile on my face due to the sprightliness of you. Your zeal to please is always right on cue.
Leaves For Blankets
I feared you had already given up but while we are together for the last time this is the only chance we will get so match your breath with mine.
Your Wooden Personality
Look at yourself now boy where is your sense of direction? Embrace the reflection that seeps from the lake.
Six thousand keys, just one lock. A story in mind with no one to listen. Fools enslaved by time and space below and above the stars that glisten.
House Of Dreams
Welcome to the House Of Dreams where thoughts are free to bloom. Step inside this humble abode, please mind the spinning room.
Look At What You'Ve Created...
A gentle man, well, that is what I used to be. Like melted wax I need re-shaping. My broken bones, a maze of splintered memories. What have you done? Look what you've created.
I'm presented with a smile on my face due to the sprightliness of you.
Your zeal to please is always right on cue.
Known or understood by only a few
Is the arcane love I have for you.