Poetry Blogs (treasure)
It is a gift you have.
you envelop me in your arms
and I feel emotion flood through my body.
Sadness bubbles to the surface and is gone.
Its strangling grip loosens,
It has no hold over me when you are near.
Instead, you fill me with light and hope
and my heart sings a melody of love and trust.
The weight of life becomes a blessing to treas...
Thursday 5th September 2019 9:11 pm
Minds mould cannot always bend to the will - Look!
A blur of surreal reality:
it’s vivid, a memory, a means
but travel through years
and maybe it’s a dream,
or the worst fear:
(for the youth with infantile stretch marks to hear)
For the youths with flat ironed flesh and barely dogmarked ears,
what we all fear
is to forget.
Tell the boy with the newly ...
Thursday 7th June 2018 3:52 pm
Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue.
Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure.
Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm.
A heart that once was broken
Can now fi...
Tuesday 17th November 2015 12:40 pm
Find the X on a map tattooed onto the skin of a dead man, it’s buried gold.
Do anything to get it, kill, burn, destroy to find your treasure. Watch out,
our pals will want it but I won’t let them, I can feel it in my bones.
It’s on the next island according to the map.
Now we arrive, it’s time to start digging.
Suddenly I’ve found it! Gold, rubies, e...
Tuesday 18th September 2012 6:08 pm
At the back of the closet,
Right in the corner,
He kept all the treasures,
Of love’s great importance.
The chest was really, merely a box,
Covered in dust, a three-digit lock,
He sat there in silence, fourth of December,
412, glad he remembered.
The first thing he noticed, after the hinges creaked,
Made him drop to his knees, admiring her physique,
Monday 3rd May 2010 10:45 pm