Imogen Cunningham

I’ve not been sleeping
My body aches
I’ve got this feeling,
That I know I can’t erase.
Your soul is wild
& I am strange
I love the soft desires
Written on your face.

– She Moves

Nancy…

Two years ago myself and my good friend Freddie Dickson wrote some tunes together and decided to start a side project called Nancy. We wrote these songs together only a few months after my son Lou was born and at the time, I felt there was a lot going on inside of me that I needed to release. I think that’s why these songs felt so raw and we decided to record them live, to capture a moment rather than try to perfect it. We put the songs on soundcloud, but kept the project anonymous and didn’t really do much else with it. Worrying about the opinions of others can make you sit on something too long and I thought it would be nice to share these songs today, as they really captured a special time in my life. x

Eliot Lee Hazel

I long to escape
to glide and soar
through the black velvet 
night,
and disappear in to the
deep blue.
As I sit on these jagged rocks
and I think of God,
I am overwhelmed by the urge to
walk straight in to the
ocean and keep heading
north towards the moon
and maybe somewhere out
there, I will find you.
Nameless, ageless and 
utterly lost, I am happier
than I have ever been
silent, silent, silent.

– She Moves

Earth Day…

I’m a day late for Earth Day but… I wanted to share a poem I wrote whilst sitting in one of my favourite places in London, Hampstead Heath (this pic was taken at The Roaches, Peak District).
Sometimes when things are chaotic or I’m feeling low; going for a walk and connecting with nature helps to centre and ground me. Taking in a deep breath and looking out at an amazing view, helps me appreciate how beautiful life and this world can actually be. x

Rolling mounds of 
evergreen
and a confetti of buttercups
sprinkled on top
of freshly cut grass.
The lavender is swaying in
the silent wind.
The sun beams down 
on the hopeful, happy
faced people, as they 
are embraced by the
open arms of nature.
I who believed in nothing 
now believes in everything…
In a pink Jasmin reverie,
her beauty has restored me 
and love runs through 
my lonely bones.

– She Moves 

Our bones will turn to gold,
Our bones will turn to gold
We are stardust.
It was not you, it was I who was dead
As I searched for my soul in your bed.
I closed my eyes and spoke to you in a thousand silent ways
As we followed a pavement of stars.

– She Moves

Rose Gray – Blue, Lately

 

I’ve been listening to Rose Grays debut EP Blue, Lately a LOT recently. Having written with Rose, I can say she is a true artist and poet. The raw, honesty of her lyrics in this EP is why I connect to it so much and she was lovely enough to share her lyrics with me to post.

She’s a total superstar and there are big things to come from this lady! Check out the EP below, you’ll love it!