Poetry Blogs (2013, the sky)
She wanted to fly high
But was afraid to fell from the blue sky
She longed for someone
To come along her way
To guide her throughout
No matter what the world says
She would believe in miracles
She was never afraid to dream
If only that someone showed up
She would have been living free
Chained in the shackles
She longed to breathe
Eventually that someone sho...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 1:25 pm
Rippling from beyond an infinite place,
There seems to be room for an ultimate space.
Beneath the sky.
Lashings of purple fire build the tower of rounded shapes.
Coupling oranges of clashing toxicity,
Yet the simplicity fills awaiting eyes with Enigma.
Trying to understand the suns cast of light.
Filling empty minds with the splashes of purple sky.
Wednesday 15th August 2018 11:33 am
Whispers adorn the sky
Chilling winds and dying, breathy voices
The road is a blackboard
With essays of footprints written upon it
The air is still
As are the trees
But the sky is not
The sky talks mindlessly to someone
It murmurs and mutters
Supported by the Earth
Pressured by Space
The sky is home to the brain of a flower
The flower is red
Some say the colo...
Tuesday 16th May 2017 1:35 pm
Her PERFUME was like a vapour trail.
She flew in THAT sky.
She CLIMBED higher and higher.
Friday 27th December 2013 8:39 pm
Strange hazy shapes in the rainy sky dancing lights in the dark of night,
who knows what it means, what they are?
Impossible accelerations and crazy manoeuvres in a second, no plane can do those.
It is the element of the unknown, so scary and dangerous.
People tell of strange beings coming in the night, of sharp objects and needles and of terrible pain.
Sunday 17th November 2013 7:20 pm
I’m in my stealth jet circling the planet at mach 25,
every minute means a new orbit, light into dark,
dark into light as no one can stop me, I’m ever so fast.
I ain’t human, I ain’t alien, I ain’t a ghost, I’m the Aurora,
the spirit of the northern skies on a speeding flight
to the heavens in my silver skinned craft,
as streamlined as a bullet and as gr...
Tuesday 13th August 2013 10:01 pm
...and will be published in a book called UPLIFTING MOMENTS
Born out of diverging needs and used in battle, american airframe and english merlin engine creating a machine quite unlike any other. At home six miles above the earth protecting silver lumbering B-17s from murderous nazi fighters, down on the deck filling the krauts full of lead dont tell me tha...
Tuesday 30th August 2011 12:19 pm