Poetry

The Monday Momentum Once Again!

Posted on by jellybeanhq

We’ve reached an impass.

It’s Monday night and I’m sat on my bedroom floor considering that this time two days ago it would have been 21:35.  We lost a whole hour and my mind won’t settle to it. I’ve become the most terrible type of insomniac…I sleep but my dreams speak for all the extras hours I’ve lost.

My environment of late is toxic so I spend much more time in my room.

My Motivation at the moment belongs in a playlist and as many books as I can read that don’t fill my thoughts awake with academics.

So to share a few things today I have not words but a list of songs (listen to them when your view is lit by a beautiful sunshine or you’re feeling reflective):

  • Fools- Lauren Aquilina
  • Eet- Regina Spektor
  • The Way I Am- Ingrid Michealson
  • Breathe (2am)- Anna Nalick
  • Heal Over- KT Tunstall
  • Candy- Paolo Nutini
  • Atlas Hands- Benjamin Francis Leftwich
  • High Hopes- Kodaline
  • Bikes- Lucy Rose
  • Into The Wild- Lewis Watson
  • Riptide- Vance Joy
  • Obsessions- Marina and The diamonds

Enjoy,

Daisy x

 

Once Upon a dream

Posted on by jellybeanhq

I know you…

we never danced but instantly fell into a magnetic field of sparkling lights which blinded us every time your negativity and my positivity crossed.

I know you…

Out daydreams were caught in words that said more in the empty space they filled.

I wonder now in the hours of my own discontent, shallow and short-lived, whether you were ever capable of looking back, of wondering what it were that was. I wonder if you would.

But much to my regards my time has turned in fields of new, a landscape with running riptide in the arms of a gentle soul whose words and thoughts are that of his own structure. No melancholy or un-naturality in his persuasion.

I am thankful among these stars from the road signs in the frost on the motorway that I breathe in on the bridge to the tap of my fingers so smoothly across the awakened keys in their wanting hour of slumber, that I am what I am today and nothing more and nothing less.

Through the hollows of my mind through which I walked upon the brambles of my path I step unto greener pastures.

Or that my dear, is what I will endeavor always to believe.

Love,

Daisy x