SassyJ Jun 21

The Port Lincoln with a headed green
reminds of all the vanished love songs
tires of doom and cages of hope
some days the rawness cascaded
burning my sole with remnant matters
in a lovely world where we aspired
with fixed attires that truly perspired

At the heart of this desert bloom
where nothingness claims attention
at the hand of the sunken gloomy sun
which prevails the dry land it scorches
unveiling all the buried emotional cases
of utter regret and unknown possibilities

At the heart of the desert bloom
where the rain fades inside the sandy dunes
casting the breeze to the barren land
with unconcern perils and derailment
unveiling all the buried emotional cases
of utter regret and unknown possibilities

At the heart of a desert bloom
on the silvery aligned amber bridge
overlooking the stratified red rocks
where guanos and snakes rest and arrest
appeasing and hissing the untold secrets

At the heart of the desert bloom
on a mounted grill of unmovable waters
lying meters deep, overlaid by the patch
patterned with blackness and debris
as a heavenly breeze whispers of beginnings

At the heart of the desert bloom
where the past was long laid and cast
painted at the end of a two year past
of prolific and demonic disengagement
on passageways where all there is moves on

SassyJ Jun 21

There is a rock with a red gush
At the fountain of the desert heart
It calls me by name, ohh the tainted one
Ohh dry those tears lovely one
and it burns like hot ash in a fantasy land
and all it's grace a volcanic mass
to start again on the rooted ground
Ohh dry those tears lovely one

There is a child within a lonely heart
At the certain clock of the desert hurt
It calls me by name, ohh the tainted one
Ohh dry those tears lovely one
and it burns like hot ash in a fantasy land
and all it's grace a volcanic mass
to start again on the rooted ground
Ohh dry those tears lovely one

Australia
SassyJ Jun 21

Once I was a snail,
I crawled mercilessly
when the storm rushed
I ran in a pearled shell  
inside the walls alone

Once I was a snail,
I internalized existence
solved puzzles and mazes
from dawn to dawn
inside the walls alone

Once I was a snail,
I maneuvered obstacles
and my gill melted grounds
ripping, flipping,tripping
inside the walls alone

When the slowness doused
I roused in a different world
where people suffer and exist
persisting, resisting naively
outside the walls of discernment

SassyJ Jun 17

I am older and wiser
drawn all the found lines
end on end, time after time
flooring all the disguises
that were lost and found

I am older and wiser
carved from gullible limestones
the gems that are bigger than life
end on end, time after time
flooring all the disguises
that were found and lost

The times that I found a way
pointed stars and caved moons
The time that I hit the ground
end on end, time after time
scratching the glazed surfaces
that were found and lost

The times that I lost all paths
daunted darks and dreaded starts
The time I soared to the skies
end on end, time after time
dreaming of that past life
that was found and lost

Life is a reality and not a dream.... wake up!!
SassyJ May 7

As the sun shines, it radiates secrets
the fevers and hinders from the past
pinching ears, scratching to ever hide
holding all there ever was and is

Why is it I have met many takers?
people who rearrange and squeeze
taking every inch, secreting punches
drowning  an openness to non-existence

Life lessons gather and offer mystery
that the only one we search is deep  
right within the core of the higher being
calling, holding and waiting to be found

Sounds hunts and wrestle on the ground
day and days of crafting a redefinition
chasing skies, shielding all the heights
finding the unknown, hiding the unseen

As the sun shines, it radiates secrets
the meters and renders from the past
hinting tears, scratching to ever hide
holding all there ever was and is

SassyJ May 3

You are my dream that came true
in an illusionary moment of a night
a might of a scripted stroked sight

You were my dream that came true
in a restless bubble headed to burst
and settle in a big world of the lost

You were my dream that came true
in songs that we run justly from
the house, the home and all cares

You are my dream that came true
in a tether that I will never find
on our younger days of cold castles

You are a realisation that tempers
a harmony that soothes and renders
a friend, a lover and a family lost......

J.... Miss you xxx
SassyJ May 1

Footsteps at the hum of the shadows 
where caves are the sunny covers
housing clovers and claimed maps 
doubling ropes,channeling odd ways 
as if camouflaged in fields of corn
scolded and scorned, folded and fooled 
when I was fresh, young and not grey
the world sat on my feet and I laughed 
flowing lightly as a bright feather 
with everything and nothing that held me
when I aged, still young and grey
the world moved away into a prison
and it's suffering became a jubilee
where the hungered still hungered 
where the thirsty were thirstier  
and it's suffering become unbearable 
the world moved deeper into a prison
where the freed became afraid of love
and they restrained in sealed boxes 

Footsteps at the turn of the curve
where I have nothing but this self
with knowledge that I never hoped for
plodding matters and claimed maps
doubling ropes, channeling odd ways 
as if floating on a bubble unknown
unbroken, unseen the seen, undone
when I was fresh, young and not grey
the world was a place I never needed
it ached the very bones I wore on
with everything and nothing that held me
when I aged, still young and grey
the world have nothing to hold me here 
and it's suffering became a mute sound
where I don't want to hunger and thirst
the world moved me deeper from it's touch
where the freed became uncompassionate 
and they hid love in sealed boxes

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