Music
To love music is to know how it feels to love another,
The same swell of your heart, the same touch upon your soul,
That magical, almost painful feeling of being about to burst!
Music gets me giddy and high, like daisy-strewn hippies in the grass,
And helps me see beyond the walls of my own life, to the rainbows of the cosmos
It feeds my hunger and quenches my aching thirst.
Tuesday 7th October 2014 3:25 pm
Rant (written 2009)
My soul weeps for this world with its blood that is cursed
With such evil; to life these men do their worst.
If a river collected the tears that have dried up in vain
A thousand nations could be saved from their thirst.
I rage with lost hope and am consumed with fear
At the destruction of this gift so pricelessly dear
Feeling so helpless, for how can one voice alone
Defy socie...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:55 pm
Warning To All Flying Insects!
Gossamer-silk strands wove into artwork,
Hung on bramble, glistening with morning dew,
Frail as a whisper, destroyed by one rainfall
And the artist must start his creation anew.
But don't be fooled by its delicacy!
The web holds a license to kill
Its grip of death with embrace you
And its Monster, concealed, lurks in shadows, so still.
So when dancing, nonchalant, through the ai...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:46 pm
Addiction
She's snapped all her needles and sits cold and alone
Rocking and sweating, her eyes fixed on the phone
A decision to make; which person to call?
Knowing either way, this'll be the end of it all.
Should she ring home to her mam and dad
And return to the life that she once had?
Be drawn back into the family's loving embrace
Standing at their door with no shoes or suitcase
...Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:44 pm
Faced With Tomorrow
Deep inside my swollen body, she kicks
.A tiny survivor, a fighter, a warrior queen,
So small yet she's ready to take on the universe...
...yet I feel guilt at bringing her into a world so unclean.
She knows not yet that she faces a future
So shaky, so insecure and unknown.
I'll love and protect her with a tigress ferocity,
But I can only do so much, one day she'll be gro...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:36 pm
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