Tag Archives: Poetry

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’llContinue reading “The Otherside”

Free Speech

Sit or stand. But lets talk freely, find outwhat we think.Stamping our position in the world. It’s theantidote we drink.Listen learn, then them you can teach.Utter what you believe. Even if foolishin your speech.Swallow your errors let me criticise.You will move forward. We learn nothingin our lies.Say what you got to say. Don’t loose yourtongueContinue reading “Free Speech”

Iron Sharpens Iron

I prayed in my perplexity. There stood a woman, blessed with beauty a slave to her integrity. My complexity shook her for a moment. I watched a tear roll down her cheek. We spoke of why I act. Now it’s my thoughts I speak. Iron sharpens iron. Now for them I can stand strong. TheContinue reading “Iron Sharpens Iron”

Pretty as a Picture

We stared without words. I was lost in your eyes. A connection without words. Not fabricated with lies. The joy of heaven shone uncomplicated. Without need for St. Paul to convince me. Nor did I need the code of Da Vinci. Now one less tear in my heart. A rose petal taken the spot. HardContinue reading “Pretty as a Picture”

Screaming

Screaming on the point of key change. Where laughter salutes tears. There, joy and sadness grapple. And you run towards, despite your fears. When pain kisses pleasure, the passion rejuvenates the truth. In the developing motifs of the fifth, the old man kisses his youth. In harmony with the sublime, we believe what we act.Continue reading “Screaming”

In Christ I Stand

Again I start the ascent of repentance’ steep climb. Orienting towards what is mine. I contemplate and lay all at the altar. I have no offerings to burn, all I have to offer is my heart. For your supreme honour I present this in my words, my art. I look towrads the pitty, following theContinue reading “In Christ I Stand”

Ratta-tat-tat

I know you want this! I want this too. Lets do it together. Me and you. ‘Knock and the door will be opened’ Let’s ratta-tat-tat together. Like our minds remain unopened. He surley won’t keep this from us. He knows are inmost hearts are true. Let’s roll up our sleeves and do this together. MeContinue reading “Ratta-tat-tat”

Evil In the Night

Scary old ladies and murderous pheins. Is this reality or lucid dreams? Shadows plotting in the corner. I know their desire but she’s far too young to be a mourner. Alone, they’re watching I feel their glare. I’m scared, their steps I hear. Clench my needing hand O’ Lord. The unholy does dare. Supply meContinue reading “Evil In the Night”