Where we went he was never too far behind. Lurking in the shadows, attacking in the night. I cannot drink the blood of snakes and survive. Only you, can search your own soul. In his pain Cain was rejected, I could never reject you. Then he killed his own ideal, killing everything. I want more than just to hold you, flesh of my flesh. There's a white coast in the distance. Are you still aboard? Reject the father of lies, not me. I can, but I dont want to sail these waves alone.
I Wonder
There's a light in your eyes. Your soul, in this life has not yet died. Though how many times, have you pondered it, and cried? We are fallen fruit of the same tree. I hope God forgives as He looks down tonight, on you and me. Life it has its battles, this is your war. I wonder how many, have been here before. Your lips they did there job as your dark skin glistened. We spoke and we listened. I smelt your perfume on me, but your kiss I did not taste. Did you find your hide-a-way? your words you did not waste. Them and you, I did not forget. Them and you, I'm glad were met. Nothing beats reality, I'm now where the steal is cold. Where my soul is ancient, and my thoughts grow old.
Long Grass
She is the wind in the long grass in which I hide, blowing me free.
Awareness In The Dark
I think of you still, with just enough sour to taste the sweet. In a solo adagio movement the memory of you is never complete. I scream your name in silence and hope you hear me. From these marshlands let it be. I remember you as perfect, perfect isn't true. It would be if I could hold you. Even in my dreams I don't have you. But in them I know you are. You were a butterfly I was the tree, but then you flew too far. Your sins will find you out, I would sin to find you. Then pray that it was true. Suffering isn't just life, it's a holy grail quest. I heard the whispers blowing in from the west. I talk to you when it's quiet but peace here does not belong. And the sunlight never last too long. I'm always waiting for that spark. Is it you inside? That awareness in the dark.
As The Night Sets In
With balloons and union flags lets meet. We'll sing and dance in the street. But tonight, let me see and hear you. One knee still on the floor. He, like him, are not with us anymore. My girl, I have not left you behind. I'm waiting for you to overtake me. The battle is in yourself. In you, you will find. My boy it's time to sleep. Do not peep. There's magic behind your eyes. Wake me in the morning. Boy, we are the sunrise. An as the night sets in. I know with effort, we all will win.
Seville
A miracle splashed from out the blue sea. Dabbed dry with grattitude, as a melody played, beautifully. Seville now 180 minutes away. Smudge, I now know we can fly. I didn't have dreams when I was young. It makes me won't to cry. Through all the suffering and pain. It's hard not to think like cain. Life will throw its inevitable surprises. But I will kiss you when the sun sets, and I will kiss you when it rises. I may even be grateful it was all neo-noir. Hope began there. We'd look to the stars, and stare. Do you remember the gypsy? She proffessed our love would storm the hill. Now on its crest, we see Seville
We Felt The Rain
When darkness faced the deep, we felt the rain. Your heartache wiped my tears. Introduced through our pain. I put my faith in that smile, unsure of what was to come. But God watched on. I saw His throne inside the sun. Their vision blurred with lies. Though not our eyes. Our eyes will see the many colours of the skies. Diamonds shine bright, but cannot sit through the night with tales untold, And poetry, poetry cannot be written by gold. It's not supposed to be easy, I know! With dilligence and love, we are reaping what we sow.
The feast of St, George
Never to recant his faith in the Lord. Advanced, gifted with the sword. Soldier of the Christ. Fought courageously in belief. compelled evil to hell as angels roared in raw relief. Onwards to the realm. Converging from afar with Godly squall and brush of helm. Under his pennon they forge. Chanting 'Jerusalem' for the feast of St, George.
Night Sky
I stare at the night sky.
Beyond the abyss.
Patterns produce beats calling me into action.
Shedding a light into my soul.
Sparking the reaction.
Good and evil crossing fine lines.
I now graft like I'm dancing.
Embrace responsibility like rhymes.
There's victory in a rock pile.
Smash, smooth and stack them.
Offer them and smile.
An answer I now know.
Developing in our suffering,
until it's time to go.
The Otherside
One day felt longer than a week. I now no longer hide. But what's behind the waterfall I seek. Looking in from the otherside. Old and Young. I want the knowledge of the departed. With air still filtering in my lungs. When you're alone pass by one time. Help make it mine. Lets collaberate, I'll make it rhyme. The feathers in the morning. Those significant days, the fox's I see. The eye in the cloud, the pistashio tree. Your laugh blows like music with the wind. How can I not follow? In the quick glance of a sunset. It's eleven years tomorrow.
Smith Shine Poetry 