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 Mar 2016 Adam Childs
Free Bird
So many people are living lives that they're not in love with, && I've just never quite understood that.

How much exactly
did it cost to sell your soul?
At what point did you decide,
"this is now my life until I'm old"

The truth is we're all invincible,
until the day we're not
We've got to live our lives to the fullest,
for it's only one that we've got

To go about our days,
meandering in the mundane
Is surefire the best way,
to drive ourselves insane

We're meant to be free thinkers;
artists, writers, && musicians
Making the world a better place
should be our only aim && mission

Be kind to one another
We're all in this together
It's funny how the things that divide us
Are also the same ones that tether

Us to this forsaken planet
Feeling like we're broken
When at any given moment
Kind words can be spoken

Falling from our lips
&& lifting others' hearts
We all have the capacity to make a difference
It's just a matter of choosing to start
Today a friend of mine said to me "We are all invincible, 'til we die." This poem was inspired by that statement.
 Mar 2016 Adam Childs
The Dedpoet
I wish that the color of my skin,
Full of spectral bliss,
Were able to mold the world,
That whatever I touched would
Fill up with sunlight.
I walk the delicate desolation
In the twilight of the people's lives
And they seem so sudden,
Like a brief Dahlia bloomed and gone.
Let me for one moment take
Them to a poet's mind,
Change the climate of their hearts
That they might drink the sun
Of audacious hope
In a balcony of conscious sight,
Sinking deeply into the better humanity,
Let them break the devices
And speak in words what
They have lost to typing and even writing!
Oh for them to know the quiet passions
Of the universe of a poet's mind,
Oh I wish these spectral hands
Could color the world;

It remains a hopeful metaphor.....
 Feb 2016 Adam Childs
am i ee
late afternoon sun
streaming through the glass door

rays shining on pine needles
and bare tree branches
Laughter echoes the walls
Pitter-patter of feet on the floors
An empty bowl here
A discarded sock there
Our dogs lay upon their backpacks
Waiting and wanting
To no longer hear only echoes
My Friday cannot come soon enough
We have joint custody. This is my week without them.  I miss them terrible. Our dogs even laid by their bedroom door last night. They miss them too.
 Feb 2016 Adam Childs
Ja
May your day be bright
To your hearts delight

HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY
black as fangs
wicked gargoyles
black as ravens
witch's coils
black as the crusts
upon Job's boils

black as patchouli
fragrant oils
black as skin which
took the toils
black as deepest loam-
rich soils

white as clouds
white as snow
white as light
upon the floes
white as stones
for games of Go
white as all
"good" things
you know

white as an owl
which kills, devours
white as mould
on food that sours
white as magic
ivory towers
white as sands
which pass the hours

black & white
as piano keys
which provide
sweet melodies
black & white
is what we
SEE
black & white
letters - decrees
black & white

as

POETRY


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/11/2016
white isn't necessarily "good"
&
black isn't "bad"

I have an appointment this morning
I'll be off site, but will return
this afternoon to read
 Feb 2016 Adam Childs
Poetic T
Trix* sat in his comfy seat, his friends
All waiting for his words of as the race was
Set in the dust nebula Atria
Its dark in space only stars glitter.
But in the dust cloud it was like rainbows blossomed
A light show of the universal beauty.

Right my fluffiest friends its time to launch.
       3
  2
1
Rockets ignited and away they went,
Captain Trix was nibbling on a cucumber stick.
Then from no where the naughty  Cat Captain Frost
Bashed and knocked at their ship, and off the
Race course they fell. They tumbled into a pocket of
Darkest space. Captain its  dark  in here, the lights
Faded and all was dark. Trix could hear teeth chattering.

Be calm my friends, there is nothing scary in the shadows.
Take out your carrot coins, and nibble, chew,
And with that, once finger licked and all was chomped
All that was heard was trix voice, right can we all
See? yes captain carrot vison is a go.

They set a course out of this darkest place and
Out they popped into normal space, colours gleamed
As they saw they were in last place.
Rockets burst into action and they flew in
And out, weaving through the clouds
One pasted, two pasted, three pasted
Now they were in second place.

Who should be in first place naughty Captain Frost
He had a coat as white as snow. but that was
As far as his niceness did go. He was a naughty
Kitty and everyone did know.
Sir he is blocking our path, we cant get through
Ok secret decoy time fluffy friends.
          3
     2
1
Cats attention set adrift sir, and into space it wondered,
In sight of Captain Frosts view. Out came the holding
Claws, and the space wool did bobble and excitement
Was the pleasure of kitties day. While they entertained
Themselves, Captain Trix did glide on past.
Full speed ahead as they race past the finish line.
for the full version of what this is part of have a gander here :)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1542436/*****-trained-detective-the-missing-toothy-peg/
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