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Have you given up on me have I given up on you
What is it we really can do as we look like fools
Can't see the future past my own dreams
But can you say your truly free
Don't need no blessed beads.
Don't need no lucky rabbit's feet.
Just need our leader's minds to be free.
Instead of thinking of a destructive ideology
They have a death wish for...
Friday 7th August 2020 1:37 pm
*I AM NOT IN ANY WAY SUPPORTING THE IDEA OF SATAN I AM SIMPLY QUESTIONING BELIEFS IVE BEEN RAISED WITH*
*TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE*
If God is real he is the enemy
Destroyer of many
Why is satan always seen badly
For questioning authority
for now he just does his job, doesn't he?
And why do we blame him?
When God gave him, the power
That lets him tower
And satan did one ...
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:48 pm
The following is in reply to a private message to a fellow poet this morning who ending by saying...
..."I don't even know what poetry is! I just write the words in my head as I reflect on a life spent/misspent"...
###### I do exactly that.
In fact, I have written a few poems here that do say just that... Life is poetry mate.
Some of it is hard and challenging. WOL ...
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:40 am
5th Jul 2020 09:12
Hello, Good morning Moon.girl
The sun has come out!
Today the third Eclipse I foretold you about,
This morning cast a shadow over our world.
I have complied with your wish…
The Chameleon Poet
I jostle and joke play around with words
Sometimes as a villain, a lord or a bard
Sometimes I am old sometimes I am young
Sometimes a curveball, often I’v...
Sunday 5th July 2020 3:55 pm
Unknown eyes watching
Religious tolerance found wanting
Stops the spread
Of disease and death
Tuesday 23rd June 2020 2:03 pm
He was generous he was sweet
He fed us well, we were meat
Yet somehow as others hobbled towards his call
To feed, to fatten, to round, to fall
I saw myself getting sick and more frail
I felt death near, I felt pale
I saw the colors of existence washing away like dirt in a shower
I saw Him as he was, generous with the meat yet not generous with His power
Thus this was the cu...
Monday 11th May 2020 10:17 am
I enjoy bringing tough guys and gals to their knees.
I can make everyone in my path cry like babies.
You think you can stop me with drugs or alcohol?
That’s a fool’s game.
It will drive you insane.
Your candy doesn’t keep me away
anymore than a cross stops suffering.
The only escape is to free me
from the one place you fear to go.
I reside deep within your mind.
Tuesday 7th April 2020 4:11 am
What if the Sabbath weren’t a day
but a state of being
that permeates our earthereal Eden?
What would you keep holy?
Sunday 29th March 2020 3:00 pm
Is it a sin for your muse
to inspire mine,
provide momentary escapes
from loneliness, pain,
the daily grind,
give words to fantasies
of the mind,
connect soul ties.
It’s hard to believe
a God of love
would consider musing
If it is, that’s not a religion
to which I subscribe.
Saturday 29th February 2020 12:34 pm