B.. Alexander


B.. Alexander Poems

81. The Sea Is High 12/2/2008
82. Dirty World Ii 1/5/2009
83. Measure Of Man 1/31/2009
84. Spanish Condoms 2/13/2009
85. Frightened Eyes 2/13/2009
86. Reflection No.3 4/5/2009
87. Evil Is Easy 5/12/2009
88. Broken Down Place 5/12/2009
89. Christmas Lights 6/7/2009
90. Old Flame 6/9/2009
91. In The Reign Of Regret 6/15/2009
92. These Are Our Lives 6/15/2009
93. White Lies 6/15/2009
94. The Big Freeze 6/16/2009
95. Sweating It Out 6/18/2009
96. Job 7/3/2009
97. Reflection No.4 7/3/2009
98. Turn These Lives Around 7/3/2009
99. Different Keys 7/3/2009
100. Lust, Caution 7/7/2009
101. Stalled On The Motorway 7/7/2009
102. Eleven Poems 7/7/2009
103. There's Only Sleep 7/7/2009
104. Wisdom / The Window 7/12/2009
105. Eclipses 7/29/2009
106. The Sun Gets In Your Eyes 7/29/2009
107. Romance 7/29/2009
108. String Theory 8/20/2009
109. Then Give Back 8/28/2009
110. With Friends 9/3/2009
111. We Ruin All We Love 9/3/2009
112. Holding My Breath For A Patient Love 9/14/2009
113. Amputee 10/7/2009
114. Fearful Circle 1/4/2010
115. Ray Of Daylight 1/4/2010
116. The Next Part Of Our Lives 1/18/2010
117. Fall A Little 1/20/2010
118. Calling Wisdom 3/17/2010
119. Exploited 3/18/2010
120. I Will Never Close My Eyes 3/19/2010
Best Poem of B.. Alexander

Crying In Your Wedding Dress

The roads always run wet this time of year
Not with rain - with tears
Crying in your wedding dress
Tearing your hair out

The park was always freezing-over around now
Not with winter - with the pain
Of pulling off your ring
Screaming your lungs out

You wore that dress for 16 hours
You wore it too long
You wore it when you arrived
And you wore it when you woke up
I wore my invisible jacket
My invisible trousers
My invisible smile
All day
On our wedding day

The prototype for this event
The blueprint of this heart-ache
Is ...

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Growing Up

So once again I'm fighting the duplicity in me
Once again I'm struggling, trying only to see
That if I close my eyes then I'll always have you
A girl that I can love, not just a body to 'do'

No, this year I didn't get to write on my birthday
But it's a blessing, as I've nothing sad to say
I woke up in your arms and wressled you softly
Then we chose a pub and a film to go and see

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