048: You're in control of more than you want to admit.

Recorded: Sunday 7th of April, 2024

Location: Santa Cruz, Madeira, Portugal

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Poem one: "Carve yourself to stone"

Carve yourself to stone,

Work away into the dust

And come back tomorrow

You will blunt all that sharpens you

Please return inspired

Because the sword needs the stone

Without it

You will remain rounded to the world

No cut through

Rolling with the crowd

Missing opportunity

Because you were scared to hold something sharp

Let yourself carve

Into the dust. - JL

Poem Two: Sardine Can

Jammed in a tin can,

My family are below,

Stripping flowers, walking dogs, staring at screens.

Me and 400 sardines,

Staring at screens, wishing I could send flowers, needing water.

As above, so below.

I’m up here, they wouldn’t even know.

I’m so far away, and going further.

Now I’m in the ocean.

Not in it, not on it, above it. I’m not above them.

I just see things differently.

All these planes, I think they did that to me.

I’m a sardine bouncing between tin cans.

Some would do anything to be a sardine

I must remember that.1

4 hours in a tin can,

Is a small price to pay.

Poem Three: Missing You.

I want to miss you whilst you’re in my arms,

So when you’re not,

I’ve done the missing.

You won’t be missing.

You’ll be there,

In my arms.

You won’t be there,

You won’t be missing.

We don’t miss what we have,

But I want to miss you,

When I have you.

My arms want to miss you twice.

That way, you’ll know what I felt

All the times I missed you.

And maybe I’ll never miss you again.

Because I did all the missing.

But it doesn’t work like that.

I’ll always miss you,

Till you’re back in my arms.