I’m still learning to unlearn
My hearts too full
I feel a burn
I wander between extremes of sorts
Belonging and abandonment
Torn between the pull and fall
The heart that contemplates it all
The woman that has seen the world
For the man who completes the mould
It’s hard to understand the pain
That doesn’t exist
Is this all in vain?
She closes her eyes and sees his heart
Lovingly torn apart
She knows not what to do
She knows her eyes long for you
The juxtaposed ideas wane
The tears subside and begin to drain
The sun returns and casts her glare
The love warms they return to share
The inner child they promised to hold
The love they defrost from the cold
I do not know where it goes
I fear for the love I show
If it’s too much I guess I lose
For honesty is all I chose
Poetry be my hidden centre
Brave begins this lyrical banter
Shakespeare gave Juliet her centre
A muse to devote her complicated heart
Her loving words, her form of art
Tag: Random
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“Rabbit! Rabbit! Goose! Goose!”
Wailed the man from his hoose
Gone hopped the rabbit
Off waddled the goose
Into the forest
They got loose
Cried! He cried!
For his goose!
The man exclaimed
“I’ve got no juice”
The rabbit returned
Red faced and sweaty
Chased by a zebra
From the Serengeti
The zebra stopped
Saw the man
Returned to the forest to make a plan
To steal his house
And live their himself
Put all his trophies on a shelf
All the rabbits, all the geese
He stuffed himself
Full of peace
At the thought of his new future as a man
The zebra thought it was a cunning plan. -
Forced are the angels into submission
The distant cries still heard today
The melancholy teardrops filling the raveens
Created the rivers in which our children play
Soaking in the water, drinking it up
Forgotten tales of what once was
Feeding fake history, dark and full of fear
The children breathe in the mist
Coating their lungs so they cannot breathe
But soon comes a twist….
The children one day will see a star
A bright shining light above
Curiosity will ignite that flame within
The one that had long been extinguished
The fire will melt their brittle hearts
Molten will mend the cracks
So with their reinforced love they take on an adventure
To find the source and strengthen their backs
So they can overthrow the darkness that made the angels fall
And become angels in their own right
Shine bright, sturdy and strong
Guide others with their light. -
Our eyes unlock the secret chamber
Where we whirl the frequencies between us
Creating worlds only for the two of us
Free, full and nimble
To dance in the light of our spirits
You allow me distance, from my denseness
Our connection brings, our poetry -
Get off the roof!
You naughty Little Unicorn!
With your eyes so glittery
And your soft, pink horn
I’ve told you before!
You’re not allowed up there
You’ll take off the tiles
And the children you’ll scare
They’ll think you’re a monster
Banging on the roof
Trying to get them
Smashing with your hoof
I’ve made some cupcakes
Fresh out the oven
If you come down
I’ll let have one
Ok fine! Have them all!
Just please come down safely
I don’t fancy the evening
In magical fantasy A&E -
The busy little bee
So busy near her hive
Spending her time
Ducking and diving
Searching for pollen
Seeking the flowers
Suckling the nectar
To give her magic powers -
Stillness of the night
Welcome! Come join me
I’m sitting enjoying the silence
I’ve had a long day
A few moments I lost it
Come sit. I value your patience
Let’s talk about woes
Ideas and theology
Have you seen Martha’s new kitten?
Take a deep breathe
Chat philosophy
I’ve seen Toby’s quite smitten
I’ve enjoyed tonight
Thank you again
For joining in this moment
See you soon
Let’s meet at the moon
Don’t forget to bring your helmet -
Are we tired of the race yet?
I am! I am!
Are we running out of steam?
I am!
Do the parameters remain?
They do! They do!
Are the people going insane?
They are! They are!
They cannot see
The poison and disease all around
They think they know
While gleefully
Dig their own hole in the ground
Are you content with your life now?
Don’t know! Yes, no!
It depends on my point of view
Yes! No!
Would you change anything?
I would not, I would not
My journey is in full flow
[beat]
... Don’t cut it short yet, I’m not ready
I’m only a quarter way through
My souls is on board and we’re steady
Full speed ahead with the crew. -
There was a little Strawberry
Hanging on a bush
It was so red and juicy
Then one day whooosh
A giant hand came and grabbed her
And placed her in a cave
Then crushed her little body
With her cousin Dave -
There’s a penguin on my head
How’d it get there?
It’s telling me to take it for a ride
I’ve ask him politely
To remove himself but spritely
He pulls my hair and tells me then to stride
I’m not your horse penguin!
I don’t think so!
I’m getting quite frustrated at this game
The penguin looks right at me
His eyes fixed entrap me
And in a trance I canter across the plane
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