I smelt you in the air tonight
The devastating loss of a loved one. But relax: it isn't posh poetry. By John Pritchard.
Tag: love
She Loves Me to Death
She loves me….. but has she become obsessive? Will she let me leave for someone else? Or will she love me to death….?
Her Beauty Surrounds Us
The joy of believing – and letting those beliefs surround us with warmth and light. It may be unscientific and trite, but why not?
Sweet Wondrous Youth
An over-the-top declaration of love from an older man to his younger companion. In a nineteenth century style. Oscar Wilde is the inspiration. He was arrested at the Cadogan Hotel in 1895 (in room no. 118). He was found guilty of ‘committing acts of gross indecency with other male persons’, and served two years hard labour.
300
The battle of Thermopylae took place in 480 BC when 300 Spartan warriors held the pass for three days, to delay the invading Persians. In fact, the 300 Spartans were only part of a larger Greek army of a few thousand, but it is the fighting valour of the Spartans that has proved immortal. They stood and died in a ‘glorious’ delaying action. For those three days they held the gap between two narrow cliffs, until they were eventually outflanked when the Persians were told of a goat path around the cliffs. The music includes extracts from the theme music of the 2006 cartoon film (which was, in turn, based on a 1990’s comic series). There are numerous books on the battle of Thermopalae but ‘Gates of Fire’ by Steven Pressland is an acclaimed faction novel – highly recommended.
Anwen and her Knight
A non-serious pastiche of a medieval legend – the heroic knight rescues the damsel in distress. Nothing clever, sophisticated, or unexpected… just a straightforward epic yarn.
Just For You
A love poem – but not one from a man or woman. From the ultimate best friend. Yes, it’s over-sentimental – but who cares?
That God-damned Spot
Children are sometimes told that if they have a spot on the tongue it is because they have a told a lie. That is why small lumps on the tongue are often called ‘lie-bumps’. So this is the tale of a husband who puts that childhood knowledge to use.
How Do You See Me Now?
The sadness and disillusionment at the end of a relationship that promised so much. And then the recriminations start: Fuck your tears - I slam the door and wish I'd never met you’. There must be a better way to say goodbye.