Poetry Blogs (spirit)
Be with me if I got it all
Stay with me if I lose it all
Catch me if I fall
Be my rock so I can stand tall
Stay with me through the bad and good times
I promise you we gone get it together and ball
Don’t tell your friends our problems
People close be the ones that want you to fall
You just told me you love me
I know It’s not love it’s lust
You just glad you finally fucking me
You won’t ...
Thursday 20th June 2019 11:09 am
How easy it is to judge
from the throne of
How comforting to
cast off what
doesn't fit our
colored by our own
evolution and lingering
The soul of a scribe
cannot help but
that set spirits
free, no matter
the cost of their
Friday 1st February 2019 7:41 pm
Have you ever communed with a tree?
The essence of all
Mother earths rich gift
Used your eyes, studied her bark, roots, canopy.
Noticed her position in the forest family
A watcher of the woods or an infant in the glade
Full sun or partial shade
Colour, shape, size, branches, leaves can all be studied
But have you ever looked deeper.
Looked beyond, felt her fears, dreams...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 10:58 am
Soft whispers that guide me
Reminders that the game is not over
Reflection will not be neglected
Innate abilities rising to the surface
Ancestral Inner G has a purpose
Their blood is my blood
As Above, So Below
Ancient wisdom runs through my veins
My ancestors leave nothing unnoticed
Gentle spirits that guide me
Friday 4th May 2018 9:01 pm
Awake in a world that is asleep,
Always in a constant fluctuation of chaos,
My spirit seeks balance and peace.
Solitude has become my friend,
For the crowd that is riding the wave has unconsciously become my enemy,
Negativity is toxic.
My energy is prescious,
I must protect it,
Everyone is not worthy.
Monday 18th December 2017 1:54 am
I grow the interest to know who thinks me,
I am still and silent at first,
The breath moves, I am given life,
I am in it, of it and with it,
The same as you, I am
I notice that my form is a vessel,
But I am not my form,
My thoughts run like programs
But I am not my thoughts
my emotions are felt deeply
But I am not my emotions
My body a sensory interpreter...
Saturday 20th May 2017 10:33 am
Should we pander to stereotype
having been judged for what we’re not?
or condemned, sit back contented
amused by assumption’s plot?
For to be cut loose
adrift from blinkered thought,
seems more a lease of freedom
than the wilderness they sought.
Set sail for open oceans
tack and cut and weave,
wind blown from preset notions
un-seeking of repri...
Thursday 4th February 2016 7:11 am
It has taken ahold of me once more.
Basking and marinating;
my life is in limbo.
At a halt,
with a glance,
and then just as quickly sets as the sun.
Moments are cherished
but then despised with a gun.
Feeling the chambers loaded with each shell,
the thought it so real,
But where does that leave us?
Friday 25th September 2015 3:37 am
As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.
The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.
As I gaze into the vast emptiness
Thursday 18th September 2014 11:04 am
Almost drowned in it
Just you name it
I’ll have tried
Been traumatised by it
Reduced to tears by it
Laughed and cried
Wished I hadn’t bothered s...
Monday 24th June 2013 4:00 pm
I lived my life, most often, like a ghost,
ethereal, drifting from room to room,
a chill chasing me from pillar to post.
Rippling across the senses of those whom,
in solitude, sought meaning in their life
before they passed beyond it to the tomb.
I was not noticed by them, or my wife
who gladly let me rest in silent shade
Sunday 19th May 2013 12:25 pm
Angel from my nightmares.
Devil from my dreams
a grey spirit that weaves
its way through my existence.
What a Dementor does to souls
or a Dalek to a human heart.
Even a superhuman heart
Just ask Logan,
a force so strong
a returning phoenix
could not reignite remnants.
I miss you.
Whatever you ...
Tuesday 19th March 2013 10:50 pm
On this day you left.
The Earth could no longer handle your grace, for this world can be an ugly place.
We couldn't handle your departure by ourselves. You showed us that we still have each other and that family is more than we were allowing it to be. Some of us will recoil and shrink. We look at them and we think about growth, our own extra terrestrial face as universal...
Monday 21st May 2012 4:56 pm