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Poetry Understands
Poetry understands
walking dead,
monsters under the bed,
voices in your head.
Poetry understands
wounded souls,
storms, walls,
severed rainbows.
Poetry understands
broken hearts,
rainy days, lonely nights,
moon light.
Poetry understands
star-crossed love,
hopeless romances,
second chances.
Poetry understands
twin flames
guilt, shame,
the blame game.
Poetry understand...
Wednesday 17th April 2019 12:09 am
Mortality
Mortality stalks me
like a jealous lover.
Breathlessly follows me
wherever I go, incessantly
banging a gong,
chanting,
it won't be long,
come to me, let
the pain end.
My eternal soul sees
this game of mortal gods
and challenges me
to go where mortals
fear to tread...
Meditate in silent space
past the black hole,
beyond illness,
depression, despair
to that ...
Tuesday 9th April 2019 5:35 pm
A Poem a Day
Oh NaPoWriMo
how you challenge me.
Calling me to rhyme on time
when I would rather procrastinate
with this talent of mine.
A poem a day keeps the doldrums away.
Read it, write it, recite it,
makes no difference
to me.
Just do what you can
with what you've got
and see how happy
you will be!
Monday 1st April 2019 5:46 pm
Dear Muse
Hide away
if you must.
I don't understand
what prompts you
to surface anyway.
I will do like I always do,
show up on the page,
stumble through what
I was put on earth to do,
share my truth.
I know even though you
fly away again and again
to do whatever muses do,
you will come back,
when I least expect
and light up my soul
with your beautiful words,
like you alwa...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 8:25 pm
Dear Poet
I wish you could
see yourself
as I see you.
You see
an outcast,
rebel without a cause.
I see
a tormented soul
with so much potential.
Silver-tongued sage,
healing hearts
with the flick of a pen
on a tattered page.
Tuesday 5th March 2019 10:41 pm
Becoming
If you become
what you think about
most of the time...
I am becoming
poetry, a lyrical
fantasy floating
in rhyme.
I am becoming
love and light,
Doing my best
to do what's right.
I am becoming
forgiveness
and peace.
Healing souls
like Wayne
and Louise.
I am becoming
who God intended
me to be.
Leaving a loving
legacy.
I am becoming
free.
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...Saturday 16th February 2019 1:56 am
Soul Flames & Star Dust
I am sorry
to see you go,
but know you
will fare well.
You survived hell
and have a great
story to tell.
I know our paths
were meant to cross
and count your departure
as a big loss.
Even though you may
drift far away,
your essence remains.
Our lives are
forever changed
from your soul flames
and star dust.
Friday 8th February 2019 3:49 pm
The Enlightenment
We walk a
fine line in
our relationship
with others.
Words, powerful
as they are,
miss the idiosyncrasies
of body language
that convey sincerity
and good intention.
On the road
to enlightenment,
our muse sometimes
knicks old wounds
that the ego
rushes to protect.
Our responsibility
remains
with freedom
of expression,
to speak our truth
knowing some will ...
Thursday 31st January 2019 2:51 pm
Forever
Forever ago may seem
like 20 years of gray,
but I live forever every day.
There is no escape.
It's not the passion I miss,
I keep that memory sealed
in a concrete kiss.
It's the lyrical
soul connection
that went on months
before our egos
got in the way.
In the forever between
tears and heartbreak,
we managed
to find ourselves
and our destiny, here
on this pag...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 7:09 pm
Write Anyway
So it's cliche,
write anyway.
So it's not
gramatically correct,
write anyway.
So it doesn't rhyme,
write anyway.
Don't let judgmental
"experts" distort
your perception
of poetry
or silence
the part of
your soul that
longs to make
sense of life.
Just write
any way!
Tuesday 15th January 2019 2:44 am
My Dopamine
Your words flow
though my veins
and light up my soul
like nothing
I've ever known.
Chemical alchemy.
Cosmic destiny.
Beyond comprehension.
From another dimension.
Steam. My dopamine.
Thursday 10th January 2019 12:54 pm
Naked Souls
Poetry is a
refuge for
a lonely life
the antidote
for pain
and strife
warm words
blanketing
a frigid night
tonic for thirsty sailors
drowning in an ocean
from which we cannot drink
To our deserted island we go
while the world
casts us loners,
introverts, quiet
weird, crazy...
Let them judge
as they wine and dine
in crowded rooms
on cell patrol
while w...
Wednesday 2nd January 2019 3:18 am
Quill
Publish your poems,
your stories,
your soul songs.
A world of lonely people
are waiting for you
with open arms.
Saturday 22nd December 2018 7:28 pm
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