Poetry Blogs (Anarchy)
My hands reach out to touch you
To break a binding spell
That grips you oh! So tightly
How far my friend you've fell
So insidious and commanding, compelling you to obey
Implanting words inside your mind, the things you're meant to say.
Thinking these thoughts are yours… because this is how you think
Your eyes opened wide., and yet so easily hoodwink...
Sunday 22nd March 2020 8:32 pm
First time he'd ever been,
First time he'd ever seen
imaginations running wild brother,
see it to believe it.
As British as fish and chips
on a sunny London afternoon.
3 way dance or triple threat,
call it what you like but never forget
As Ligero drives the crowd wild,
the show stealer got robbed
Friday 6th April 2012 5:56 pm