Friday, 7 January 2011

London song...





photo and song lyrics © Jesús Montero



Written
on the quiet coach of an Edinburgh bound East Coast train, 
one cold december morning.

COACH B - seat 21A

*******
BECAUSE
No matter how many times I leave the city, 
a return is always certain.

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London Song...

It was love at first sight.
Saw you twinkle in the night.
Out the window of my plane.
And then, from a lazy midnight train.
In my tummy, butterflies.
In my pockets, just enough.
All past memories, in my case.
All my future, down the lane.
London, London...
You’re my addiction, London, London...
No matterwhat takes me away from you,
I know you’ll always draw me back in...
Like a tide, teased by moonlight,
Was not the first, won’t be the last,
You drew me in, like a siren,
Shoulder upon which to drown my sorrow...
London, London...
No more affliction, London, London...
No matterwhat takes me away from you,
I know you’ll always draw me back in... 



London, London...


You’re my addiction, London, London...
No matterwhat takes me away from you,
I know you’ll always draw me back in...







photo and song lyrics © Jesús Montero


Wednesday, 15 December 2010

In airs of laughter, clove scented candles and orange peel...


photo and poem © Jesús Montero

XMAS TREE

The very essence of your presence,
Brings closure to our year.
Your roots,
Reminding us
Of where we belong.
The bark around your trunk,
Binding past memories together,
In a honeyed bundle of love.
Your needles,
Punctuating your life
With hairs of green, luminous beauty.
The very tip at your top,
Swaying,
Calmly,
In airs of laughter,
Of clove scented candles
And orange peel,
Proclaiming,
Proudly,
That the journey to any top,
Always begins
At the very bottom.

photo and poem © Jesús Montero


Monday, 6 December 2010

Mirrors remind me Of the time I’ve wasted...


photo and poem © Jesús Montero


GROUND ZERO + 108

Mirrors remind me
Of the time I’ve wasted.
Mirrors teach me
The present I must confront.
For mirrors tell me
That seeping through the edges,
There’s absolutely a much bigger world.

photo and poem © Jesús Montero