Times are hard when things have got no meaning
I've found the key upon the floor,
Maybe you an I will not believe in
the things we find behind the door.
- Noel Gallagher
She
She was dressed to impress. Unknowing I was watching she flicked her hair, as if to psych herself up. She entered the building tall. I wish her much luck.
Shadow Me
Shadow me please, my almighty Lord. Let me walk protected, like forever by my side a sword. No more watching over my shoulder. The Mother! I will behold her. Have only peaceful dreams in my sleep. Give up the hate, your love to keep.
Aye Ready
I found a pen in the darkness, where you left me. Words they found me beaming, when the soul cried out for meaning. It was not the violence, but the constant undermining. Through the cocooned gas and dust, a hand swept. I saw the stars. The same hand that broke the boom and saved the apprentice boys? Unlike Kent you won't tear me apart again. I'm a man with my fist raised high. Aye ready! No longer you make me cry.
Black Hole
I awoke you with a kiss. You revealed to me myself and handed me my sword. I burnt through like the raging sun. You lit up the night like the harvest moon. Life began again with you. So take my hand and lets dance on the shoreline, in appreciation to the heavens. I love you because you love His righteous ways. You're the first letter and the final full stop. Poetry, Love, and Meaning, still keeping me alive. Tell only truth, or into the black hole we all dive.
The Tree
So it begins and we start, though not one word to be uttered. Thoughts they pass by, leaving the heart fluttered. Soothing is the countryside, I'm locked on the tracer. A power to lift, the wee charm of nature. New beginnings blossom, daffodils soak up the sun. Her youth, her beauty, now a memory, of many, and some. All the emptiness of sorrow keeps the pain at the boil. Impossible to comprehend once a seed in the soil. The leaf thicken, just round the next bend. And there it be. There did she. An a tidal wave of emotions flow deep within me. Fear, anger, confusion, and pain goes the cycle through me again an again. Then I see, I see the love. In colours, in flowers, in cards, I see. An it's a little less painful when my eyes meet the tree.
Last Verse
When my feelings from deep inside smashed out againts the atmosphere. I felt again, stirred up, electric. I danced there for the moment. It was like falling in love with a poet. Wild, but passion and love engulfed. In a manner that they've never seen before. Up in the mystic I see, I converse. They tell me of meaning, right up until the last verse.
To life 😊 — Lifeyourway
I heard it today…… Beautifully expressed 😌
To life 😊 — Lifeyourway
Write
I'll write when the sun is at rage. Commit when the dark hours cage. I chase words not recognition. The craft seizes me free to flow. We like blue tits playing kiss-chase in the hedgerow. I put down not for he,thee,nor she. I write not even for me.
Love
The white coast lights up,
Fireworks in the midnight hour.
Babies startled cry for Mother,
Maybe love is the strongest power.
The love, sometimes you serendipitously meet
Truly makes the heart complete.
Smith Shine Poetry 