A Poets Mess

A Poets Mess

Words flowing in syllables,
creating visual beats
A comma produces a pause,
like taking a turn on the streets
Trying to make sense,
reading these words of a poets mess…

Moonlit sky on a peaceful night
The black of space is blue tonight
Gaze upon a single star
Searching for words from afar
How can a poet describe what he sees
If he doesn’t feel the moment appear
Clouds that barely move, covers the moon
Sweep across its back, a blank consumes
Wordless, a disease of the mind
When creation is hard to find
How can a poet describe what she sees
When her heart, only feels, the tease
Fighting the void by throwing in thoughts
Jumbled, mumbled, conjugates not
A phrase that would meld to tell
The death of a poet, he fell
How can a poet describe what it sees
When it can’t, see the forest, for the trees


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High As A Kite, Unconditionally

High As A Kite, Unconditionally


I once flew a kite
that was gifted to me
The first of nothing else
ever did I see
I know not how it came to be
but he gave that kite to me
A fathers gift or a barters deal
I do not see
Not for any other reason that it could be
That means nothing to me

I set that kite myself alone
Step by step I tried to see
The image
That my gift would fly
High as a kite
In me
I watched that kite dip and dive
I yelled, dad look and see
As if wings sprouted from my back
It carried me
I floated high to the sky
Surely he must see
A child wanting for nothing but love
High as a kite, Unconditionally


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Dreams

Dreams


All the wants and desires never had
Written and played in songs to have
To hold those dreams that sting so bad

Travel beyond the mind to inspire
Release the past then let unwind
Dreams like stars streak by on fire
Names and legacy’s etched in stone
Monuments put to honour the bold
Died for freedom, our dreams atone
Feeling, just the feeling of wanting in lust
To fuck without limits but shed no blood
In dreams that end, with a nut to bust
Falling in love with the one, the one
Made up in dreams as a hit and run
Stunned with an ending left undone
Sunshine smiles on a cloudless day
Every day of the week, including Monday
It never rains when happy dreams play

Crying inside from a world filled violence
Trapped in dreams of a insane asylum
Left with scars, a melancholy silence


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A Heart That Bleeds

A Heart That Bleeds


the want is deep in a love where the heart bleeds…

there is no puncture no physical wound
to release the ache
that grows inside
a heart that bleeds

it boils slow, bathed in tears
it flows over pouting lips
taste the bitterness
a heart that bleeds

the tongue licks
saltiness, sorrows bliss
from days that pass to tomorrow
a heart that bleeds

floods inward
without escape
left to decay
a heart that bleeds

broken and shattered
left alone battered
when love hurts
a heart that bleeds


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Dream After Dreams

Dream After Dreams


The first time I saw her face I fell
Fell into a feeling that petrified
Petrified, holding me still
Still my heart pounded, the echo swelled
Swelled my head leaving me puzzled
Puzzled by this charge surging through
Through, every nerve now tingling limbs
Limbs, begin to twitch, urging steps
Steps, towards courage in this moment
Moment to speak, to greet, to meet
Meet, but for a second that would hold
Hold for an eternity if I didn’t say
Say, if I may, unless otherwise engaged
Engaged to decline, to dine, if you will
Will, this hearts beating wish to reset
Reset my night, in the company of you
You, caused me to stop
Stop she said, tilting her head, wide eyes
Eyes that dug deep into mine
Mine fell in a gaze, careful to hear
Hear, her voice as I crossed my fingers
Fingers clench, tearing at the seams
Seams of a pillow case, embracing a dream
Dream after dreams, a reoccurring dream


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