Show me your sad face…

Show me your sad face.
The one you hide from the world
I’ll let you know its ok
I won’t try to fix it
I promise.
Show me your sad face
The secret one you don’t like
I won’t try to figure it out 
Or find the answer.
Show me your sad face
Or the one when you cry
Show me the face
Only shown to your pillow.
Show me the darkness
That you hide in the light
Beneat...

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Cast soft eyes on the world around you

Forge your promises in steel

Let your words and your actions be true

Take your hopes and make them real

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The Little Flower Boy

The little boy he found a seed that may become a flower.

He took it home to keep it safe within an ivory tower

He placed it on the window ledge in bedding made of soil

Then gave it food and shaded it so sunlight would not spoil

One day he saw a sprout of green, week later, tiny leaf

Hopes that once where dreams to him gave birth to true belief

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A Certain Type Of Fool

And she showed me the scars on her torso.

Not on the ribs, just underneath

Inside

Next to

Her

Heart.

I think she thought I was wise,

I protested in vein

To declare my

Identity as

The fool

That I

Am

I know no answers as regards life

Its mysteries or queries

Or cruelty

Or why

We

Get

Scarred

She ...

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The wind blew softly in the trees, echoing an aria of nature around the newly sprouting leaves of spring, as if the wind was christening their entry into the physical world with a gentle playful turbulence.  This was a time of night but darkness was further away from her than it had ever been.  The flames of the fire danced like a hundred blue and orange wood sprites striving towards the heavens b...

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And…

And love is where you find it not where you wish to grace.

In shadows, rain and blowing in the wind.

And faith is where you hide it, not where you choose to place.

In hearts and not the madness of the mind.

And future, past and now are found in the person one is now.

Not the person once we knew or used to be.

And religion isn’t found in books, in templ...

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Silent truth

And a thousand eyes smile for those who know what love is.

Such a smile could never be traced over lips.

For lips they show emotion as gates to guarded words.

As barriers to the unspoken breath.

But the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.

Are not indulged such a protection.

Shining silently like stars.

A light adorns their gentleness.

Contorti...

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Neutiquam erro

What things define our destiny in the games of chance we play?

When children born in a new world hold guilt of yesterday

What weight we place upon them as we pass to them our fear

What burdens carry forward that may have stayed with yesteryear

As cycles known and cycles shown, tarry on for years to come

We prove our non existence via; Cognito, ergo sum

For ...

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Grey Children

I stepped outside the madness, then the mad ones, called me mad

I stepped outside the sadness and the sad ones called me sad

I chose the sun shine not the rain, I took a gamblers bet

I got labelled an outsider by those standing in the wet

The things they said I could not do I smiled and questioned why?

They said “That’s how it’s got to be” I told them that’s a ...

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Madness on the Moon

I dreamt of these people who lived on the moon

Made war with each other and angered too soon

Dropped bombs on each other, their leaders all lied

Paranoia the norm while they plotted and spied

They poisoned their planet to drive bigger cars

It all seemed quite silly, they can’t live on mars!

When someone came homeless they just got ignored

Then they ...

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When I meet her in the night

I had a date with silence last night, I remember what she said

She gently cuddled up to me then kissed me on the head.

She emptied thoughts out of my mind and poured herself inside

Then mercury that had set fast, slowly, began to glide.

No thoughts to fuel emotions and no actions from what’s felt

Then from the top she trickled down and ...

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Zen it happened

When you forget what they told you you are

Then you will know what you really are

I’m here to show you nothingness

And when you are nothing

You are everywhere

You are everything

You are everybody

And They

And you

Are not.

GT 27/01/15

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Hearts & Thorns

Romantic hearts will always bleed on Narcissistic thorn

Ad infinitum this occurs until compassion born

So those who give but little should not ever see a lot

Some riches can be found in seeing worth in what you’ve got

A reach too far, a want too much, will make a rich man poor

He fails to see things he holds that others may adore

GT  27/01/1...

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Disinter

Would you have the courage to disinter dream, to let sands of time take away what has been.

To hold your own peace under spiritual threat and give a smile at the ending of mournful regret.

To see children as teachers and evil men too.  Until you know silence as silence knows you.

Or lay patient in mourning for a time pain will pass when a vision of future i...

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Things that Children teach us…

A crisp packet waltzes disjointedly across the grey concrete floor of the railway platform in the wind, with all the grace of a drunken great uncle dancing the Macarena at a boozy Irish christening.  Shards of light cascade briskly through the fast moving clouds and a solitary leaf takes to flight as if falling upwards towards heaven.  Like as if th...

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Mystery haunts knowledge like a sweet aria abating on dead ears.

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One thinks

The twists and turns and fails and learns?

What life’s about, the truth or doubt?

The wheat from chaff, to cry or laugh?

The body’s soul or minds black hole?

The gentle words, the sky, the birds?

Why are we here, for love not fear?

But how to write to get this right?

Not prose just rhyme. Just rhyme this time.

One thinks

GT 06/01/14

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