Sweet Dedication

She’s scared of the sea
It eats her heart
and swallows me.
She’ll never neglect or lose herself with reveries.
I slept with Faith when I was woken
She was a vision
With all my devotion.
She never forgets
I drank all night danced with doubt
She never forgives a shadow in her heart.
I slept with Hope
Then I was woken
She lay so cold memories lay broken.
Find me salvation
Give me some meaning
Burn down houses where once I lay dreaming
A sweet dedication
Keep it unholy
I’m no believer
in the fear
Of sin.
She never regrets
I drank some more
my soul fell out
She never forgives the ghost’s that haunt her shores.
I slept with Joy
Then I was woken
She was a corpse
All illusion now broken.
Find me salvation
Give me some meaning
Burn down houses
We’re once I lay dreaming
A sweet dedication
Kept unholy
I’m no believer in the fear
Of sin.
Find me salvation
Give me some meaning
Burn down houses
We’re once I lay dreaming
A sweet dedication
Kept unholy
I’m no believer in the fear
Of sin.

 

Wendy Bevan 2014

Rebel Rouser

Did you ever feel
So broken?
No escape
Cheap
thrills
stolen
all that shines
a pleasure rush
Trouble is
theres
no one
to trust
oh
you
little
rebel rouser
so strange
like no other
Seven hours creep
through me
lost your luck
to
fantasy
In your arms
I’m passing through
Trouble is
they’re all
laughing
at you
oh!
you
little
rebel rouser
kind of cruel but
so damn beautiful.
Do not feed the fear
you’re chasing
fall down
frowns
shake up a
craving
trouble is
horror likes
biting- back
remember
this;
when
your mind
cracks
up
Oh you
little
rebel rouser
kind of strange
so unusual
almighty
superior
i feel the rush
i feel the pleasure.
kind of strange
so unusual
kind of cruel
but damn
so beautiful
almighty,
superior
i feel the rush
i feel the pleasure.

Wendy Bevan 2016

Rose And Thorn

Rose and thorn
With natures way
You blush against a steely grey
Healing hearts
Of the brave
You spill your
Words upon the page
And the pins pricks of
A rose thorn cut
Sharper than the knife.
Pages fell
Where will they go?
You lost
the path
of seeds to sew.
Lock the dogs
Into the cage
The wind machine
Will roar with rage
And the pins pricks of
A rose thorn cut
Deeper than the knife
Red tears ran
Down the wild road at night
We forgot to write the words
Of the love song
So where
Did this come from?
Glory Lost
Where are you now?
You grew
Against the wind somehow
Face to face
Upon the stone
Words are written
Blood and bone
And the pins pricks of
A rose thorn cut
Sharper than the knife.

Wendy Bevan 2015

Lover

The written past Is never old
See a pretty boy
See a pretty girl
In lassitudes of phantom rains
Future will repeat again
Without a trace
She provokes my taste she’s the
Sweetest thing with all her grace
My needs have been met before
Savage snakes weave through my core
Your vanity it’s a toxic thing
The sweetest caress can often sting
You may aswell feel the thrill
Watch the world and let it spill
A little life
Is a little death
Shook myself
I forgot regret
I let you once
let you twice
It doesn’t hurt
So let’s be nice
Oh!
Lover
They want me to fall
They Want me cry
I slapped myself
To remember why
I took you to bed
I told you so
You lost your head
Still won’t let go
Your vanity it’s a toxic thing
The sweetest caress is sure to sting
You may aswell let it spill
Watch the world and feel the thrill
A little life means a little death
I shook myself to forget regret
I let you once,
Let you twice
If it doesn’t hurt
So let’s be nice
Oh
Lover
Oh
We were passing clouds
Where the thunder fell
Watch those women
And the tales they tell
They want me to loose
They’re all the same
Shook my soul to remember your name
You’re vanity it’s a toxic thing
the sweetest caress
will often sting
You may aswell
feel the thrill
watch the world let it spill
A little life
Is a little death
I shook myself to
forgot regret
left you once
left you twice
It doesn’t hurt
So let’s be nice
Oh
Lover

Wendy Bevan 2015

In Ghosts We Trust

This is desire it
Burns inside
No where to run
No where to hide
Try to understand
The fire in me
Feels so strong
Can’t you see
People come back
to remind you
Leave the past behind.
What you don’t know
wont hurt you
In Ghosts we trust
They live through us
Erase the dream
Not what it seems
Feel nothingness
Forget the rest,
I’ve been thinking
For too long
In Ghosts we trust
They live through us.

Wendy Bevan 2015

Be Gentle

I wear
the smile
of
A
girl I once knew.
Her
inner child
She now
shines through
She knew
a place
Behind
the dark star
where
Dead mist
rose in a
sky
full of
scars
So I must confess
I was a stanger
I was shadowless
I walked
right through
My reflection
I once knew
A place
where the edge
unfolds so neatly
where waters slid
that once came to meet me
So I
must confess
I was a stranger
I was shadowless.
So
be gentle
With me
In reflection
I see
I hold the mirror to a world in between
I fall
So I rise
and see
In reflection
Just a place to be
In reflection
Be gentle with me
Be gentle with me
Be gentle with me

Wendy Bevan 2015

Love from The Moon

Your
fatal kiss
the
sweetest curse
I can’t resist
for the better
for the worse.
Lady day
Lady night
You stole
the beat
of
my heart
with your light.
Live by the sun
where colours bloom
reach up
and take
love
from the moon.
Beauty glows
You are divine
Turn up your light
I’ll turn down mine.
Live by the sun
where colours
bloom
reach up
and take
love
from the moon.
You are electric
You never fade
Take down the dark
See the bright
parade
Live by the sun
where colours
bloom
reach up
and take
love
from the moon.
Live by the sun
where colours
bloom
reach up
and take
love
from the moon.

Wendy Bevan 2015

Bad Manners

Did I say to much?
Goodness knows
You dress in diamonds
Bells on your toes
Got to make some
kind of rules
My inclination is
You impress these fools.
All the glamour
Completely wired
On a gold card
Love to be admired
Like the honey
In a teenage dream
You’re the siren
On the silver screen
But
your
Bad manners
give you away
please
Don’t blame me
What would your mother say?
You’re bad for my health
Heaven knows
Hell is the party
Were you want to go
Are you on the list?
Like a VIP
Make an impression
Got to be seen
Eyes fix on //you
walk the room
Far from the shade//
But never assume//
Your
Bad manners
give you away
please
Don’t blame me
What would your mother say?
You’re under pressure
Reveal and resume
Your// Wasting away
Friends lost too soon
Ballroom melting
can //it be arrange but
Real can’t be measured
When you’re acting strange
Your the money
In a freeway team
You’re the siren
On a bigger screen

Wendy Bevan 2015

Twin

Walking
the cold fields
growing deep within
The hidden house
Where It’s always been
Wide eyed
wired
The voice began to call
Terns are laughing
wrapped in tongues
of a bitter breeze
That’s all
Twin signifies
a thousands eyes of
what we want to see
Watching in
The vignette a
Mirage of fantasy
It’s true.
Who knew?
Amidst
fresh cut deiliahs
growing thick and thin
clutching at old fears
white winds sigh in
twin turned a monster
a shape i never knew it
lay opaque
in the pulse
it became custom to
Twin signifies
a thousands eyes
of what we want to see
Blushing on a halo edge,
of double tragedy
It’s true.
Who knew?
Boom boom
Those petals shed
Boom boom deep cuts of
Muscle bled
I feel so small against my twin
Bless me with a cerulean
Spit regret
and
rapture me herein
Boom boom
Boom boom
A single dandelion grows in a lighter kind of dew,
sauntering with time buds
an aperture of blue.
Boom boom.
Who knew?
Boom boom
Those petals shed
Boom boom deep cuts of
Muscle bled
I feel so small against my twin
Bless me with cerulean,
Spit regret and rapture me herein
Boom boom
Boom boom
Twin signifies a thousands eyes of what we want to see
Lies hunting through a concave of it’s lush anxieties
It’s true. It’s true.
Who knew?

Wendy Bevan 2014

Porcelain

Porcelain
You’re so gentle with me
My porcelain tender skin
As i trip through,
I
Slip all
Trace
Weightlessly with you;
A starling flame
Has
Chased my soul,
there is no hand to hold.
So I am rough,
and unskilful

Wendy Bevan 2015

Black Kat

On a charming high hill
Eyes green with envy
So much beauty
in the power of you
What a curious
connection
The tell tale heart
was witness to.
The black kat knows
Its black body
Sleek and slender
What a powerful thrill
No particular agenda
What the black kat knows
is where it sends a chill.

Wendy Bevan 2015

What Kind of Woman

Slow light froze
all of the names,
Crushed the hands
of this weather vein
Funny how
I choose to see
The mark
your name
left deep
within me.
Lost my words
In a secret told
cards in your hands,
A future unfolds
Give me a moment
Just to see
How I froze with the rest
Of reality
How I
Run with a
speed
you can’t see
What kind of woman
does this make me?
Lost! myself here before
Fell Transparent
but hard to Ignore
How I
Run with a
speed
you can’t see,
What kind of woman
does this make me?
How I
Run with a
speed
you can’t see,
What kind of woman
does this make me?
What kind of woman
does this make me?
What kind of woman
does this make me?

Wendy Bevan 2015