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Our friendship is like the sky
It is cold and unbearable
It is stormy and full of tears
It lashes like lightning
Then it hurts us both
But just like the sky
It will always clear up
It will always be warm and bright
It will always remain blue and sunny
Because no matter
How many storms pass through,
How many lightning blades strike,
No matter how ma...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:59 am
I've got me a best friend
His name is Jack
I put him on rocks
Then mix him with black
He and I hang
With a lady named Mary
Jane is her last name
Though I'm careful not to carry
When we're all together
My troubles slip away
I don't worry about anything
But I have to watch what I say
We get into some trouble
But most of the time we're
All alone in my room
With a twelve pack of beer
Thursday 25th January 2018 10:05 pm
It's been a while since I've written
It may be 'cause it's been a while
Since I've really felt anything at all
One little white pill
"It'll take all the pain away"
But the dealer never told me
My new friend was here to stay
So before you say yes
There's something I need to say
You'll lie awake wishing for pain
At least then you'll feel something
But it'll never fucking come
Wednesday 10th January 2018 2:16 pm
what is worst.....actively letting a friendship die or
or being "let go". I can't tell you
it is a song that comes on the radio that you used to sing along to.
it's that time you made plans after a long absence and they stood you up.
I don't say a word...for awhile. I lose my patience I need answers. I write a message
to you then I delete it. Then I block you. I CAN'T HANDLE THE AN...
Thursday 21st December 2017 3:27 am
Dare i to write a masterpiece of never ending rhyme? Where story flows and emtions grow with every single line?
keep writing and writing until one page somehow turns to four, nd four keeps on growing until suddenly there are four more?
And try as i might i just cant stop from letting the ink flow. Everything i write will link and just seemingly appear to go,
For example when starting to w...
Tuesday 28th November 2017 1:03 pm
Is there no hope of returning
Relative happiness is nice
A ping in my brain
A twinge in my heart
These pulses of ice in my veins
Never want to stop
Every moment distracted
Please, please don't cry
Every attempt to want to understand
Another wall is slammed down between us
Please don't push me away
I can be goo...
Wednesday 22nd November 2017 3:20 pm
The Quiet Soldier
Why am I fighting these foes of mine?
(I know it's a soldier's fate)
to shoot my gun and die – yes, me as well as him,
when I see the blood on his cape
and his dead eyes shine;
by then it's too late for me and him alike -
but to the battle I return
with rifle and defiance primed
and hoards of bravado to turn and strike
when the muzzle-blasts out...
Monday 13th November 2017 5:09 am
Words, the only thing that connects me to you
Through words I figured out the things that you do
Words you want to say to the girls that you loved that are too good to be true
Words that I read just like the lyrics of my favorite songs
I figured their is a list of the girls in your heart
You fall too easy something that is common with my heart
I don't know how many times I hoped for an us
Monday 11th September 2017 2:44 pm
There was once a man,
charming in the flesh
He fell in love with a woman,
who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.
She was his dream,
a dream that came close with his reality.
There was once a man,
bewitched with all.
He dare not speak,
for not to ruin all.
He cared for his beloved,
as if she was the heart of it all.
Until he met his dem...
Saturday 15th July 2017 1:30 am
There's a garden inside of me.
It grows through my lungs
with roses and daisies.
It grows with my soul when it's touch by another.
Though it rains, though time it collapses
It's still there, growing roses and daisies.
With warmth and kindness, it's always there,
though storms pass and go.
It will always be there, my garden inside of me.
With the roses and daisies of my life within me.
Sunday 4th June 2017 4:50 pm
In Formby it never ever rains
Playground all summer long my early days
Playtime was forever then and there
Crowded caravan crammed with joy
Quick splash of water on the face
Dressing quickly, combed through hair
Breakfast rushed on happy faces
Checking windows for neighbour friends
Are they up, are they ready
And off we charge into seaside light
Yesterday's plans r...
Tuesday 9th May 2017 6:31 pm
School started with a rush and a push
As I let loose my mums grip and raced across the road
Lollypop lady had signalled the off so off I went
Some instinct to be first to cross in my soul
First met friends easily gravitated to
Class and playground one lump of fun
Happy goodbyes as we splinter away
Paul going my way, so more laughter to home
Easily addicted to this school ...
Tuesday 9th May 2017 6:25 pm
My friends do not understand
Every one of their smiles is a noose
Every act of friendship is another weight on my shoulders
I am weighed down by love, I am weary from carrying it so long, so far
I cannot hold this heaviness much longer
I cannot hold onto this burden
Knowing I do not deserve it
Knowing it is not meant for me
Knowing I should not accept it
Knowing how wast...
Tuesday 25th April 2017 4:09 am
You have proven to be my biggest ally, knowing
Me better than anyone else.
Shaping my thoughts into the paper canvas, opening
A door for them to see into my world.
Grateful I am for your help, lost
I would be without you.
Thank-you for being by my side, and
For encouraging me to never give up.
My dearest friend, my
Monday 6th February 2017 7:19 am
The music begins again.
You wallflowers who came
with the dance in mind
and empty hands to hold—
skulking along the fringe,
afraid to join in,
but more afraid to leave.
You wither at her gaze,
hoping, not hoping
she is looking at you;
Would it mean more?
A joke, a fluke, a trick,
or perhaps a friend—
If you don’t see
will she leave?
shaking and jiv...
Sunday 15th January 2017 2:52 pm
The more you twinkle, the more is glare,
The more is your envy, the more is flare,
The more is love, the more is care,
Many people globed, but rest are here,
Enjoyment is hobby, not everyone’s but their,
Many candidatures, but one is chair,
Belief is immortal, till death to dare,
God is everywhere, kindly be aware,
Architecture spreads wings, when united engineer,
Sunday 1st January 2017 4:33 pm
Their fire is not seen for miles;
Silent, but ferocious.
They are brighter than what catches the eye.
They will be able to burn forever.
They just need their match to ignite.
Tuesday 20th December 2016 3:10 am
Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility - without errors, mistakes or fuck ups. How do we trust others when we can't even trust ourselves .. If the potential gain outweighs the potential risk we're likely to oblige. Whether the repercussions be momentary or long standing, we're going to indulge in whatever we feel is beneficia...
Tuesday 11th October 2016 8:40 pm
Trevor, I saw you again—
I saw you sitting at the desk right beside me in Mr. Tracey’s seventh-grade homeroom,
Filled with twenty unhygienic twelve-year-old students. It smelled of strong coffee in a thermal.
A clock rests above the door. It ticks away the moments.
You were wearing that ratty brown zipper-up you liked so much.
The one that smelled as if it hadn’t seen the insid...
Saturday 24th September 2016 1:59 am
We all hate the government
but what can you do
just drink in the evening sun
talking with old friends
A little place I know
when our graft is done
Cobbled streets, thin passageways
snaking pipes embrace the buildings
in the shadow cast by evening sun
standing with good friends
A little place I know
let’s grab a bus
Who voted 'leave', not one man here
Saturday 20th August 2016 12:18 am
Even when our sins had Him crucified
And He's hurting way down deep inside
Jesus still loves us....A friend who still loves us
And though a thousand tears He's cried
Jesus still loves....For this is why He died
Jesus always wants to be our friend
Even if we hurt Him in the end
Jesus still loves us....A friend who still loves us
And though a thousand tears He's cried
Thursday 31st March 2016 3:59 pm
A Life In The Day
WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND?
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Friday 14th August 2015 10:45 am
A single word;
a phrase or gesture
can trigger a feeling
of wondrous rapture.
To be told that you're worth
more than the drifting sands
that daily slip through
your trembling hands.
To be surrounded
by such appreciative people
makes me want to shout
from the highest steeple.
Words of thanks,
so loud that you all know,
that for you, the ink...
Thursday 18th June 2015 11:01 am
We didn't have enough money to live in a cave at the top of the hill. Up high where the waves didn't crash. Where the exhaust foam didn't break upon the sidewalk shore. Where the sand-crab-ass bottle and can hoarders were too tired and hungry to climb for the bounty of a holiday party or a tuesday night's unwarranted yet ever welcomed celebration of our ability to purchase even count boxes of beer...
Friday 6th March 2015 10:24 am
Ruins loom, undressed
in the space between here and then
what life still clings to them
hangs loose and bellowing
Ruins stand their ground
battered by crosswinds
shifted perspectives, altered light
shadows lengthen and diminish
I tried to be good
did what I could, spinning plates
painted with faces
of all the friends that came to me
Now there are absences
and there are ruins
Saturday 24th January 2015 11:38 am
I am looking for a husband and a friend.
If they come together I’ll withstand.
Wednesday 5th November 2014 11:38 pm
when did we four last meet
with doctor martins on our feet
hubble, bubble trick or treat
kiss and tell arms to greet
looks that kill in a heartbeat
concrete steps as a seat
stir the cauldron feel the heat
cool as fuck neat neat neat
no surrender no retreat
angel faces so petite
whiplash smiles sugar sweet
weird sisters of the street
Inspired By: photograph by Ri...
Friday 17th October 2014 11:42 am
Before we moved home my wife and I hosted a New Year Party with usually over twenty attending. We introduced the old fashioned entertainment of singing, poetry, story telling. I wrote the following after the last one.
~~NEW YEAR AT JACK AND JACKIE’S PLACE
THE LONG ROOM AWAITED
GLITTERING AND GOLD
TABLE PREPARED TO ENSURE GUESTS WERE SATED
WINE PRESENTED ENSURING THE WHITES WERE COLD
Sunday 12th January 2014 1:11 pm
Ozzie (His favourite saying was 'Money talks, Bullshit walks)
Trapped twixt two worlds.
Cypriot Village life
Honest, open direct
F and Bs punctuated by
Random spitting of phlegm.
Not intelligent he says.
Speaks three languages
Generous to a fault
What you see is what you get.
Sunday 1st December 2013 1:23 pm
The clocks stop and time ends
Nothing more for you my friend
Life is in the moment of breath
And when it no longer comes
nothing is left but death
No more talk
No more chit chat
No more conversation
The blonde barmaid is safe from our lusty eyes
and the rock music industry must go on
without our criticism
The bell rings and time ends
Last orders f...
Saturday 21st September 2013 8:42 am
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
Anxiety Arguments Birthdays Candle Childhood College Degeneration X Depression DX Fathers Fights Friends HBK Homelessness Hostel Light Lord of the Rings Loss LOTR Love Memories Memory Mordor Mothers NaPoWriMo People Phoenix Poetry Primary School R+B Rap Rebirth Rejoice Sauron School Secondary School Sisters Stories Suicide Syllables Tale Teachers Tolkien Truth Wrestling WWE WWF Years
Friday 1st March 2013 5:42 am
Into the bleak after hour
where dreams blend into
hopes that have gone sour
I am one of many, upon rocks
ocean spume that wet your socks.
Why do you walk the shores
with socked feet?
When bare footed symphonies
lift their song in your chest
above outstretched branches of tress
I am one of many grains of sand,
nameless stars cupped in hand.
Will you remember one
Monday 4th February 2013 6:24 am
a leopard that ate parsley
paw in hand
waiting on the sand
for flying fish
to skip upon
as lazy breezes
pan flute recollections
of this Iberian summer
It's all about a leopard that munches on parsley. Apart from family, friendship is the the best relationship you ...
Tuesday 25th December 2012 11:59 pm
Sex. Done it. A few times shorter than a moments passed. Come Quick. Newsflash! This just in...soon to be old news. Start practicing stamina, duration, length, self control and persistence. Sexual Human Beings. We are so sexual in every way. Try and stay away. Too tempting. Too hot. Too arousing. Too wet. Too slippery. Too dangerous. Butt, If it's with "the one" it'll be Too kool, Far out, groo...
Monday 28th May 2012 4:50 pm
Mistletoe by candlelight,
love lined Christmas markets,
shopping centres full of happy couples.
Let them have what I do not,
it is theirs.
But what is mine?
My Christmas must come early
if I am to maintain the mirage of the miracle.
I'll line the markets with an illuminating
and bathe in the dreams
that will r...
Sunday 11th December 2011 8:24 pm
They say home is where the heart is
and my heart is where the art lives.
So where is my home?
Art lives within us all
and begins an internal/external exchange...
like humanity to trees.
We stop, relax, breathe
So where is my home?
First Contact was my spiritual home
gave meat and marrow to
Tuesday 8th November 2011 11:33 pm
So many winter friendships
save but a few
thaw with the sparkle of spring.
Could this be brought on by S.A.D.? Perhaps...
WIth a bit of trepidtion I am posting this micropoem.
Hope you like :-)
Please make your response or comment on my profile page. Thank you.
Thursday 10th February 2011 1:50 pm
Sing, through the flowing tears,
And laugh though it aches,
ask again for love in rejection's face
into the sun's first brilliant rays
Peer into that song and hear its heart
take along these raindrops' prisms
let them glow in the dark of night
its tune your comfort and companion
Hold your friend deep within your soul,
journey into the promise tomorrow h...
Monday 7th February 2011 1:08 pm
Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
Flowing into ...
Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am
two joined, separated
a brother now one
and his brother's friend
a friend that loved
filled that emptiness
that hearth and home
could not mend
one fateful day
their ways crossed
to wayward wend
what tears run streaks
on your redded cheeks
why the furtive pulse
in your eyes it shows
Monday 3rd January 2011 2:38 pm
‘Would you care for tea?’
‘What kind of tea do you like?’
- and the cupboard swung open …..
shelves of orderly boxes and cans
a canvas of colour and lyrical scents -
‘Black tea, red tea
green tea, white tea?
Citrus tea, berry tea,
apple, mango, peach?
Petals or herbs exotic or common?
Sparkled with spices or flower infused?
Saturday 1st January 2011 11:43 am
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