Your body is the verse
To which I serenade
Under the moonlight skies
Your body is the verse
I adore
With its sweet melody
It rocks me
Your body is the verse
your tune
your humming
makes me want to dance to its rhythm
and join in the chorus and sing out loud
Your body is the verse
that holds me in my sleep
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
As autumn falls from the skies
We walk a while
Reminiscing of a summer
Now long gone
Of when you and I first met
Just before our great love affair
begun
When you asked if I believed in love
I remember I did not reply with words but a kiss
Stood there stationary in the harvest rain
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
You know my true feelings
Beneath my touch
You know my true words
Beneath the ink
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
What is love
Love is like dancing
Under a moonlit sky
Love is the feeling you
When you release a captured butterfly
Love is knowing you are there to hold
Love is knowing that when we fight
We are human enough
To admit when we are wrong
Love is you knowing every secret held in my soul
Love is having an unbreakable bond
Love is you and I
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Ours lips lock
Swirling of tongues
As I taste your kisses
I feel the softness of you
Lying there under me
In slow motion I caress
Your breasts
Everyone of my kisses are waiting
To explore you in your entirety
And as I journey further down slow
I rest between your thighs
I hear your mellow sighs
As I enter you
And ecstasy awaits you
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
LET’S GO WALKING IN THE PARK
AND DANCE AMONGST
THE AUTUMN LEAVES
LET’S GO BEACHWALKING
AND SIT A WHILE
AS THE SEA WASHES THE PEBBLES
AND MAKES THEM SHINY AND NEW
LET’S GO DRIVING AND LOUDLY SING SONGS
AND FORGET THE WORDS HALF WAY THROUGH
AND BELLY LAUGH WHEN WE DO
LETS STAY AT HOME AND MAKE THE MOST OF THE
TIME WE HAVE ALONE
I DON’T CARE
WHATEVER WE DO
AS LONG AS I SPEND IT WITH YOU
COPYRIGHT 2014 JUNE BOLLAND
Let us watch the moon rise
Let the daylight be hidden
By the dark velvet skies
Let us share ourselves
In all that is forbidden
And wake when the
Sun has risen
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Hands locked
Fingertips touch
Eyes stare gaze fixed
Parched lips kissed
Redundant hand I caress you
Wanting tongue I explore you
In horizontal love
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
I was never the settling down type
I didn’t buy the whole relationship thing
I didn’t believe in all the hype
I played the field
I kissed so many girls with no names
Broke so many hearts
to my shame
But non were ever good enough to last
And so quickly I moved on
Until there was you
Now I see myself growing old with you
As for the whole relationship thing
I’d say our matching rings say everything
Never again with there be anymore with no name
That was in the past
For your name is tattoo on my heart
I promise never to break your heart
Because I love only you
THINGS I LEARNT ABOUT MY PARTNER
SINCE NOW I HAVE BIPOLAR
THAT SHE LOVES ME ENOUGH
TO STAND BY ME NO MATTER WHAT
REGARDLESS OF HOW MANY TIMES
I PUSH AND PUSH AND PUSH HER AWAY
THAT SHE LOVES ME ENOUGH
THAT WE AGREE TO TALK
IN FRONT OF STRANGERS
IN THE QUIET ROOM
THE ROOM THAT CALMS US BOTH
THE ROOM THAT CLEARS OUR MINDS
TURN OUR FEELINGS INTO WORDS
BRIDGES THE VOID
WHERE THE THIRD WHEEL SITS
BECAUSE SHE LOVES ME ENOUGH
LOVE IS SAT THERE ON THE SOFA
HOLDING MY HAND
TURNING WORDS INTO FEELINGS
LETTING ME KNOW
WE WILL GET THROUGH THIS
BECAUSE SHE REALLY DOES LOVE ME ENOUGH
COPYRIGHT 2014 JUNE BOLLAND
You are the silhouette in the corner of my room
You are the sorrow snake that that writhes
Around in the pit of my stomach
You are the ice creature with human eyes
That follow me everywhere
You are the presence in the room
I cannot see
I can only feel
You are every fear I hold within
You are the pain that wants
To turn myself inside out
You are my paranoia
My paranoid thoughts
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
THINGS I HAVE LEARN’T SINCE HAVING BIPOLAR
CAPES DON’T MAKE YOU FLY
EVEN THOSE ONES MADE FROM THE TABLE CLOTH
HANDED DOWN THE GENERATIONS
THEY LIED TO ME
THE VOICES IN HEAD
BECAUSE GRAVATION MAKES YOU GO SPLAT
AND YOU’LL END UP HAVING AN OPERATION
TO FIX YOUR BUSTED ANKLE
SO CAPES DON’T MAKE YOU FLY
OTHER THINGS I LEARNT TOO
IS IF YOU PEEL BACK YOUR SKIN
BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT
THE VOICES IN MY HEAD
TOLD ME TO DO
THE SKIN IS ICE BLUE
BÚT THEY LIED TO ME
MY SKIN IS PINK
MY VEIN ARE BLUE
SO NEVER TRUST THE VOICES INSIDE YOUR HEAD
AND IGNORE EVERYTHING THEY TELL YOU TO DO
COPYRIGHT 2014 JUNE BOLLAND
Timelines are irrelevant to me
The past is exactly where it should be
With its contents that are no longer important to me
The future is exactly where it should be
With its contents I cannot yet see
This here and now is the only thing that
Interests me
Because I share it with you
And all its simple pleasures
In summer sitting under shady oak trees
Beaching walking and running from the swirl of the sea
Sitting at cafes, chatting, people watching, drinking copious
Amounts of tea
So why waste time on the past, the future
When what we have now is free
And that is to be happy
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
When the bough breaks
His body will fall and
Lie there alone on the floor
No more pain and anguish
Will he feel
No more stigma will he face
For time will stand still for him for evermore
But for those left behind
Those that loved him
The pace of time will not changed
For tomorrow will still turn into today
And the memory of his lost will never go away
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Written and posted for World Mental Health Day 10/10/2014 and for all those of us and our families that are affect by mental health issues and in memory for those who have lost their battle to Mental health and the families they have left behind.
You’re constantly worrying
About my moods becoming low
You say you want to protect me
Like a fine china mug
If they do
And wrap me up
in a bubble wrap hug
You’re constantly watching me
Checking to see if I am
Acting TOO well
Just in case I’ve been missing my meds
That if I become too high
I know you’ll be there to make THAT call
Like bubble wrap lying on the floor
I know you’ll be there to break my fall
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Age 8
School photograph
“Say Cheese”
And dutifully I did
I grinned from ear to ear
The widest grin
There has ever been
Because I wanted to please them
I never wanted to worry them
But I did
I withdrew so far away
To a place I barricaded myself
Within the isolation that was myself
I was grinning no more
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
The inner landscape
Of me
Is damaged
Is broken
That one slip and I will fall
Between the cracks
Into the hell
That is my
Damage mind
But love will
Always be stronger
So with the strength
Of your arms
You pull me back through
Between the cracks
You hold on tight
Prevent me slipping into
The hell that is my
Damage mind
Because love is
Always stronger
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Our love is not bound by the thread of time
It not dependent on the worldly elements
This earth has offers
Our love does not need them in order to survive
We are spirits
And our love
It soars like icarus should have
It is love is not bound by the thread of time
But by the ribbons of the fates
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
Hopelessly my mood began to trickle slowly
Through an hour glass
Everything familiar things began to disappear
Reality and fantasy became immersed into one
Life became deluded as I tried to balance my mood
Whilst I juggled those words I’d hope fall into verse
Persecution of the mind began
There was no time to ask for help
My mind spiralled out of control
I need to stay strong
Eventually I had enough faith
That someone would read between the lines
And see that I had written Help me!
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
This a very quick post .
Just wanted to say to those new followers thank you so so much for now following. For those who have been following for a while thank you for remaining to do so.
It’s nice know people like the stuff I share especially when its translated from my brain to the blog , I sometimes lack the confidence with the words I want to share, having you as an audience even if its just one or two of you reading makes a huge difference.
Apologies for not thanking you individually , just been far too busy studying linguistics , researching, translating and filming things for up and coming exams to find the time . But no matter how busy I was I still wanted to THANK YOU! .
I’m tripping of over egos
That lay lying on the floor
Splat!
There goes another one
sometimes the ego
Becomes too big for the people
That are responsible for looking after them
they over balance because
Some people just let them get too fat
So be careful of the
misplaced ego’s
That lay lying on the floor
Make sure you look after your’s
Before you too go
Splat
And you’re the one who
Lays lying on the floor
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
SOME PEOPLE WISH FOR RICHES
TO DRIVE IN FLASH CARS
MERCEDES OR PORCHE TO NAME BUT TWO
SOME PEOPLE WISH FOR EXPENSIVE THREADS
TO ADORN THEIR BACK
BY WEARING DESIGNER SUITS
SOME LIKE TO FLASH THEIR CASH
TO GO SHOPPING IN EXPENSIVE STORES
THESE ARE THE PEOPLE WHO FORGET TO REMEMBER
ME I’D LIKE TO GO BACK TO 1971
REMEMBER HOW COOL IT IS WAS TO BE A CHILD BACK THEN
TO BE 5 YEARS OLD
DRESS IN YOUR SPIDERMAN COSTUME
YOU GOT FOR CHRISTMAS 1970
TO BE RIDING YOUR BICYCLE
WHILST YOU PEDDLE DOWN THE ROAD
OF POPPING BLACK TAR BUBBLES ON WARM SUNNY DAYS
MAKING BIRDS NEST OUT FRESHLY CUT GRASS
OH TO BE A CHILD A AGAIN IN 1971
COPYRIGHT JUNE BOLLAND 2014
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