Poetry Blogs (2020, belief)

The shadow strewn floor

revealed nothing but

the caricature of her outer lie 

Inside was far, far darker

Shadows of shadow

The precipice to a great, voracious hollow 

into which I fell

Where bone-fused gondolas  

upon icey streams 

surged ripples to my slowly decaying heart

But while it still pulsed

There was hope

And all we really have, in a worl...

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The oak tree

Unwavering and sturdy

Tells us how to be:

Don’t break so easily

In the slightest change of wind

Climbing back through my childhood bedroom window

Landing on shards of broken glass

Crimson oozes slowly

As I pray each stab is its last

So much has shaken me since my first landing

Each step taken cuts deeper than the beginning

Looking back 

Th...

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Today is not over yet,

Which means yesterday may have been the hardest day of your life,

As if you were driving down a never-ending dead end, stuck in reverse;

But you are still here.

You can’t recall the time your mother held you out of the bedroom window,

The blaze within threatening to scorch you, your cradle and home,

The scent of smoke on your baby clothes has long sinc...

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God is watching over us,
They say.
When we feel afraid,
Grateful or anxious,
We look to the sky
For reassurance,
Hoping for protection,
Consideration,
Or tender mercy.

Hope lies only in the sky.
Fear burrows under our feet.
The lost wanderer is afraid
To look down and advised to look up.

So believers are blessed
With good posture.

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Ashes in a jar

It has been said, that the road to hell is paved with good intentions

Not always lies and deceit, or other people’s pretentious

How can we even know where the path will be

The sign often obscured, impossible to see

Is it the left hand path, or maybe the right

Or, perhaps the middle ground leads to the light

Left wing and right wing mean little to me

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Sacred Path

we walked the ancient path together

where ancestors had worn the land

into a waypoint to the barrow

carefully observing rituals and customs

under azure skies we stumbled on our way

across this land of Albion

the hops the wheat the barley

bowing heads in solemn recognition

of the passing of souls

as we walked we talked of many things

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relax,

now start breathing,

everything around is around for the same reason. 

Catastrophe, catastrophe its all the same feeling

i'm too old to move on, i'm too old to keep dreaming.

When to move on is to grow and to grow is not leaving,

in a promise land we grow, and speak of the same reason

we speak of heaven and hell like they're not the same demon.

Well to move...

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Don't be afraid of the night,
take the feathers 
and follow the light
for in the light we forever fly, 
eternally divine,  
immortalised through time.

©JMCole 

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Reality proves daunting

bit tricky to comprehend

Rigidity seldom sustains

must learn aptly to bend

Time plays a role pivotal

in forging future ahead

For your cup to be fullest

or empty if deem instead

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On the face all is cheery

deep within bit suspect

With answer writ large

sans effort don’t expect

Coming on to very edge

wonder if be able to fly

All efforts withstanding

but own beliefs I’ll  rely

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This morning, God finally

Put on his hat, and said

'Right - that's it.

If you don't believe in me,

then I don't believe in you

either.

So there.

- and don’t go asking me

for any more favours!'

Bang went the door

and I heard Marlene's dog 

bark as he passed the gate

It's all gone quiet

But I'm worried now that

he's not really gone

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Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.

Worked nights so didn’t see much of it

but in his head he’d got stories of

the Fire God supreme,

Blaze Lord,

vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.

He called the Sun ‘Hero’,

believed it had six pairs of arms,

giant wings of flame

and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.

Made moons blush

and g...

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In the 18th century the people of Easter Island worked hard

creating the statues that their information showed

were absolutely necessary for their future.

In the 19th century Easter Islanders realised

that statues were a useless waste of effort

and put all their energy into the obvious need

to worship the birdman.

In he 20th century the stupidity of the Easter Islanders

was obvious...

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