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, ofContinue reading “The Tree”
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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. TheyContinue reading “Last Verse”
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.
Sing
O’ how things change. people too. love fades from the heart. what can one do? admiration to shame. a rugged tall mountain, crumbles to boulders. now who’s to blame? A caged bird spreads it’s wings and flys. has no choice but kiss the skies. rain becomes heavy on the wings heads for cover learns toContinue reading “Sing”
Vengeance
Vengeance no longer mine I’m trying not to become him. There is no secrets in seeking the truth. I dance on the edge of death where bravery overcomes safety. I offer my hand across the murky divide, unfamiliar with the nuance. Do any of us act like we beleive? Who controls my interest? From theContinue reading “Vengeance”
Cul-de-Sac
Why still so much to proove? He smiles, plotting his next move. With one more sniff in the darkness I’m enlightened to your deceit. ‘sweet dreams are made of these’. she selling her moves. I’m accepting my defeat. It burns down the throat, delights in the bloodstream. Tonight, I yield to your dream. Trying toContinue reading “Cul-de-Sac”
Sebastian and George
Nothing from the Swedes today. Is time for us running away? fuck new labour and the tory, Hard to love when there’s no glory. Face as fair as Our Lady. Not feeling what I’m supposse to, maybe. Hate coming from the mouth it was not kind, not from the heart but my dark mind. WithContinue reading “Sebastian and George”
My Condemnent
Echoes of disbelief, throbbing in the air. It’s not the loneliness that hurts but the fact that you don’t care. I thought it was indestructible the bond we once shared. For this feeling deep inside I’m still searching for the word. I speak my thoughts into the wind, there blows the truth. You an IContinue reading “My Condemnent”
Breaking And Entering
You’ve but to push your fist through mist and haze to penertrate the clouds. They are an easier mark for the dreamer, than aeroplanes. The man whos’s dead to dreaming lives within a cloud of his own making and so his chance of entering the stratosphere is scant. I close my eyes to dreaming, onlyContinue reading “Breaking And Entering”
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