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 Aug 2014
S Smoothie
One God many ways to worship.
Any religious fanatics that **** innocents wears the sign of the beast,
there is one clear description:
"They will commit atrocities in my name".
All creeds have been guilty of this;
but the devil's greatest trick is dividing us.
Don't defend the indefensible.
Do not judge.
The persons committing these atrocities
are judging and condemning and killing.
You wont see me trying to discredit all that God has made.
It is all creation.
And the one who wants to taint it will deceive us
and as long as we have persons who have evil in their hearts,
who have the cold hearted nerve to commit these  atrocious acts
there will be an exploitation of others.
I pray for all. Everyone of God's creation to be saved.
May the Lord have mercy!
 Jul 2014
S Smoothie
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It was raw and it was undeniably there.

it shook my world and I  relished it

i fought it tooth and nail

i dragged the last of my sanity and self respect

and told my self it wasn't right

and I fought the electricity between our skin

i fought the chemistry and passion

I waited years to take you out of me

to breathe without thinking you

But in that crystal clear moment,

a glorious awaking.

it happened;

and

nothing else

mattered.
I refuse to dance around the words
"I love you."
The power that you awaken in my soul
gives those words upon my tongue
a meaning,
a sign,
a call to arms because
two months is long enough
to live out years of memories.

I look into your eyes and I see
the world glittering before me.
Those grinning cheeks that stole my heart away
like a thief remind me of what we have,
and it's special.
No special concoction or solution
could possibly dilute such a strong connection.
Not even Einstein could crack the code
to the lock that binds us together.

In this time of
"hands off"
and
"it's mine"
we finally have something that we can call
"ours"
and it's **beautiful.
This is from the depths of my love-drenched soul. Enjoy :)
 Jul 2014
Jonny Angel
She lies
magnificently,
feminine poetry,
so beautiful
in snapshot.

I feel her every word,
fiery fingertips
swirling a tempest
& I am smitten,
yet so frustrated,
I cannot touch
her luscious lips.
 Jul 2014
Jonny Angel
Silence comforts me
in this early hour.

Here I lie
alone,
peeking through plate glass
at the beautiful
heavens above.

A million crystals
adorn the pitch,
twinkling subtle harmonies
& I wonder,
I wonder about you,
if you see the same summer skies,
if you have the same itch,
lying alone
in wonder.

O I feel
you,
your sweet power,
my love.
5am poetry.
 Jun 2014
Pushing Daisies
I like to watch them,
as they fold gently,
Into newly found realms,
Of softened happiness.
Scents of lavender,
and milkweed,
Blaming their aches,
Until they fade away.

I am selfish enough,
To seek comfort in them,
I am selfish enough,
To pretend I am part of them.

Part of this ever growing bubble,
That is verging on delirium.

But I am not,
I know I am not.
This I hope,
Will be unnoticed.


It's easy to mimic,
Or fake your behaviour,
If the outline of what,
You hope to achieve,
is merely,
A heartbeat away from you,

It's easy to colour,
between the lines,
Even if my pencil,
is shaded melancholy blue.
 Jun 2014
S Smoothie
Dips and swallows
that's what life is to one born of thinking through artistry.
there is no measure of happiness
that
can not reach certain description judged by the metaphors of sadness
there must be one of many to compare
for
every beautifully scripted pain  
there is a joyous rendition able to follow
pleasures must be short lived
and
twisted in to tragic bows
Pain must be the constant
else the fruit of life will go un celebrated
lest
we believe we are all entitled to life.

painfully, beautifully aware
I understand where the jewels in my crown are scattered
that
my words are the flame of my soul
and
descriptions the flicker of wonder in my minds eye
that
I am the incarnate of my logios
 Jun 2014
S Smoothie
The dawning of a new day
My day, 
My kinda tempo
My kinda heat
The truth was a loose noose hung about your necks. A careless foothold on the dire situation and my how the trip ups were a complex, spectacular mess!
One went down after the next ******* by the same lies.
A quiet kind of constricting at first,
now youre all kicking over your stools trying to clamour back on to your modest little pedistals.
 Its not as hard to watch as i thought it would be for such a God fearing woman. 
    
You have all been seen through my eyes
and are now strangers even by his own blood. 
and as he laid upon the ground to kiss my feet and lay a path to my waiting pedistal
i looked into him deeply and instead lay on the ground next to him. I gently held his hand. i whispered softly asking him to look at the stars with me
and as they twinkled i watched them reflected through his newly washed eyes and found my place again in his heart
my true home
Sorry i have been away too long took a while to straighten my tiara... hugss
 Jun 2014
Paul M Chafer
Stardust
Indeed, everything is stardust,
Yes, you and I both,
The chocolate wrapper blowing down the street,
The cat arching its back as I walk by,
The child skipping, and the rope,
The watching dog, licking its paw,
Nonchalant to the whole world.

The tree in the forest,
The axe ending its life,
The startled squirrel escaping
The grubs feeding on its leaves,
(Visible and invisible)
Land ocean and sky,
All are, and forever will be,
Stardust.

© Paul Chafer 2014
Inspired by several poets on this site, too numerous to mention, they know who they are.
 Apr 2014
S Smoothie
Don't let anyone shake the dream stars from your eyes.

For every one that falls a dream dies.

Let the stars shine on,

keep that twinkle in your eyes and each day

remember to reach for the skies!
 Feb 2014
S Smoothie
I didnt want to talk about it.

it hung there in its ominous entirety devoid of explaination

the sickening welt in my gut peircing the truth into realisation

it is something that could not be unseen, unheard.

as you finally grasped its magnitude gaping wide open incredulously at the shape of it

I looked away.

I blame you.

but I never said a word.

— The End —