Biography of Julian Mann
Julian Mann Poems
River feeling is As simple as Closing your eyes For a moment.
I heard a song about love it seemed to be just as much
No start no end No I've come to defend
O Come Sit By Me Awhile
O take me from this busy place, The lights are blinding me. I long to see your fresh face In the shade of a willow tree.
I Have Known A Freedom
I have known a freedom, free From money power and greed. It dwells in the woods, fields and the trees. I have known a freedom free.
Bring Me Not Dreams
Bring me not dreams, I want something I can feel; Something that as much as it seems Promises to be something real.
Sweet death be mine in these rivers I climb But though brothers be blind don't my depths let them find
I See A Loft Light Far Away
I see a loft light far away where for tonight my love forgoes her stage to read Iain Banks
Warm there I walked past your house later I twisted into likeness
Something In Everything
The rain of your questions Is reshaping my heart Over what seems like eons Of ill-spent time that's passed.
Your Plane, Whoever You Are
Your plane, whoever you are, Passed under a telegraph wire; Window seat window Glinting.
You know you make me wish for tender knowing I pulse, the woman somewhere
One Little Night
One little night candle out there seeing our messages flicker you always so quickly
Seek out the mulled wine At the ends of a distant frost That crystallises in joy Under the brave crunch of your boots,
Sweet death be mine
in these rivers I climb
But though brothers be blind
don't my depths let them find
The burning wheel round
and my path a line