Time

It’s ten years today since
You last felt awake
How many days must you seize
How many leaps of faith

Faith, fate and other illusions
Taunt and needle, grinding you down
Far quicker than those bastards who
You swore would never get to you

If you snatch victory from the jaws of defeat
If you seize a day, or a spear, and wield it as a weapon
Where does that really get you when
No survivors set the world on fire

You’re a rodent, we’re all rats
And we’re racing, on rails
Towards our final day
Sit down, feel the grass, sniff the daisies
While you still can, before you’re pushing them up

May Update

I’ve been blogging for about six months now so I thought now would be a good time to write a little update.
Firstly, a huge thanks to anybody who has read anything on here. As a writer, I write because I feel that I have to, it is an urge and this is my outlet for that urge. It is a wonderful ancillary bonus if anybody else reads or enjoys my ramblings.
Secondly, Iridescentfox Blog now has

a Facebook page:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Iridescentfox-Blog/360294874088131

Catchy, but apparently I need a few more likes for a vanity url

and a Twitter feed:
http://www.twitter.com/RealBrunners

It’s my personal Twitter but will be mostly for writing

So feel free to “Like” and “Follow” if you are that way inclined.

I realise that it has been a while since I last wrote one of my little ranting nonfiction blogs so I might smash one of those out soon. I’m currently working on two novels now (at a pace a little slower than continental drift), so I might post a few ideas from those.
Seraca I is an early draft of an opening to one of them:
http://www.iridescentfoxblog.wordpress.com/2013/05/06/172

In case you missed them I also posted two brand new poems last week

Elegance
http://www.iridescentfoxblog.wordpress.com/2013/05/15/elegance

Stay Your Own Road
http://www.iridescentfoxblog.wordpress.com/2013/05/15/stay-your-own-road

Anyway, new material coming soon. Good night England, good morning world.

Elegance

Familiar structures rise, despised
But always growing, evolving, creating
Environments consistently uninspired and uniform
Yet comforting in their monotony

She sits, at the desk, by the door
Near the window, with a mirror
Daubing the thin paint across her narrow lips
She will taste flesh tonight, as her pores fill with dust

She bought it, she’s worth it
He buys it, the best a man can get
He stands, it strokes across his chin
A thin line of bare skin shines through

Their eyes meet, finding a mate at the fifth time of asking
Wandering, tracing, grinding across each other’s frames
His breath hot in her ears, her hand in his
Montague and Capulet, or a new kind of whore, no one ever wins

The facade falls
The silk and lace lay on the floor
The mask hangs nonchalantly off the bed post
Now we see what sits beneath it all

Lies, smoke, mirrors and a young man’s heart
All crashing, cracking, crushed under foot
Stripped bare, bones and hair
The sweat sticks to the skin, it begins

Life bursts forth from busy lips
The midwife sighs, it begins

Stay Your Own Road

There has never been as good a time as this

There will never be a better place than now

Yet, for the life of me, I can’t think how

To begin, there are no words, just the crackling of lungs

 

Maybe, sweetheart, you’re all just a little too used to the cliche

Or perhaps, words will always fail where swords once talked

Where we once had knights, we now have empty days

I stand exhausted, without moving a muscle

 

So sit there preening, polishing, blushing

See what good it does you, see what good it does any of us

When push comes to shove and shit splatters over the fan

What do any of us have except for ourselves, our fragile lumps of flesh

 

We’re all desensitized, deaf and dumb.

We’re poetic and lack etiquette and this is our lot

The fact is, sweetheart, you’ve heard every single word

I could muster, you’ve felt every emotion before

 

There is nothing else to say or to do

When language fails us and grand gestures are as dead

As we are soon to be, how do we seize the day

Do we just stay our own road

As the tarmac meets the horizon 

Wigan Robin Park

One of the published articles I wrote for AFC Liverpool’s Matchday programme

Wigan Robin Park FC will make the short trip to Merseyside to face AFC Liverpool in a fixture that reads like a mini premierleague game. Of course, Wigan Athletic versus Liverpool FC is a tie that we are more familiar with, though for some players it is something of a de ja vu, albeit a diluted one. Much like us, Wigan Robin Park also have a connection with their more illustrious namesake, whom they regularly welcome to their home ground of Robin Park. The Lactics reserves play their home games at the nearby stadium. It is this ground in which Liverpool reserves played against Wigan in the 2005/2006 and 2006/2007 seasons.
Wigan Athletic reserves played Liverpool FC reserves at Robin Park in 2005/2006 with Paul Willis named as a substitute. Our current number one was unfortunate to not make it on to the field that day, though it is of course understandable when you consider his competition for a place on the day. The hero of Istanbul, veteran Polish keeper Jerzy Dudek used the reserve fixture to make his comeback from injury and played the whole 90 minutes, leaving his young understudy on the bench.
Liverpool won 2-0 with goals from defender Zak Whitbread and Ramon Calliste and stand out performances from Danny Guthrie, a Bolton and now Newcastle premier league midfielder who played solidly before getting injured, and promising centre back Jack Hobbs. It was a day in which Robin Park was packed with talent, with the big names of Guthrie and Dudek coming up against a Lactics side featuring Josip Skoko and David Connelly.
The 2006/2007 reserve fixture was again held at Robin Park and is also notable for featuring a current AFC player. Ryan Wignall was named in the squad but, like Paul Willis the previous season, was an unused substitute. Liverpool won 2-0 again, this time with goals from Paul Anderson and Besian Indrizaj, the widemen combining well to see off the Lactics. It was because of the ruthless efficiency of the wide players, Anderson, Indrizaj, El Zhar and Guthrie bossing midfield that Wignall was left to watch on. Doubtless both our ex-LFC stars will play a key role this time round and will be looking forward to the return fixture where the spotlight will be firmly upon them rather than their former teamates.

Darwen

One of the published articles I wrote for AFC Liverpool’s Matchday programme.

AFC Liverpool isn’t the only team in the North West Counties with a connection to a Premier League side. Today’s opponent, Darwen Football Club, have a rich 133 year history, yet for most of their fans a single, legendary 90 minute match aptly defines the spirit of the club. Darwen Football Club’s impressive FA cup run of the 1931/32 season culminated in a fixture that they and, their opponents on that day, Arsenal will never forget.
After beating Chester at home in the second round Darwen went through to the third round, where they were drew away against Arsenal. Darwen were truly up against the big boys, Arsenal were the reigning champions, having secured their first ever league title. Non League Darwen saw the opportunity of a life time, to prove themselves against one of the great teams.
The match played on January 9th 1932 is better known to Arsenal fans as their highest scoring competitive game, thanks to an incredible four goal effort from Cliff Bastin, a hat-trick from David Jack and a brace from both Joe Hulme and Jack Lambert. Arsenal won 11-1, however, taken in the context of that season, Arsenal trounced far more glamorous opponents than the part-timers from Lancashire. In that same season the rampant Gunners beat Liverpool by a hefty 6-0. Three seasons on, in the 34/35 season Arsenal beat Liverpool 8-1, showing that their domination in this period wasn’t limited to non league sides. Darwen lost to an Arsenal team who controlled the decade with a haul of five league wins and two FA cups.
Over 75 years on and Darwen are still proud of their heroes, and rightly so. Their defeat was far from a humiliation and the Lancashire side and their travelling fans did a great service to the league, showing great sportsmanship and that part timers could compete with the big boys.
However, it wasn’t only honour that the visitors took back to Lancashire. Darwen’s share of the 35,000 gate tickets funded the building of a new stand and, more significantly, the Arsenal team were so impressed by the conduct of the visitors that they donated a full strip of their red and white home kit. Darwen were honoured and adopted the colours, the red and white kit has endured to this day, and although modernised since its adoption, it still resembles that awarded to the heroes of the FA cup, carrying the spirit of Darwen’s golden age into every game.