There's a poet here you may have missed
go check her out I must insist
encourage her as you all did me
and welcome her into our family.


:)

Come for me at midnight
when the breeze whispers my name
and feel my hands upon you
in the warmth of candle flame
******* lips in raindrops
as they play upon your skin
sweat trailing down your body
touching places where I've bin
let the night caress you
as you give your body or'
to the pleasure of each mem'ry
of those nights we shared before

They can lay me out
and
plant me deep

fooling themselves
I'm
just asleep

then laugh and smile
instead
of
weep

but ...

I will
still

be dead.

Beneath my bed I placed some bread
and on it spread some jam
added some cheese and mushy peas
salami eggs and ham
a blob of sauce mustard of course
and relish three days old
some chips and dips and cherry lips
and baked beans full of mold
there's water cress and what a mess
of earwax and a scab
my used band aid from second grade
and frogspawn from the lab
I topped it off with lager froth
and nose hairs from the sink
and if you thought the food was bad
don't ask what's in his drink.

If er' a Soul was born to sing
to dance and laugh and play
to wish within a faery ring
and party with the Fae

If er' a Soul was born to write
her thoughts upon the breeze
and leave her kiss upon the night
with gentle graceful ease

If er' a Soul was born to be
a cherished welcome friend
that stays with us when shadows flee
and hearts are helped to mend

Then Soul is the one indeed
that lives loves laughs and breaths
and I am sure you've all agreed
it's lonely when she leaves.

I love licking *******

But hate tasting
those

hairy *****.

It would take a true heartist
to ever
make sweet music
with these broken strings...

soft
love notes
played by players
with unfaithful hands

dirges
drawn forth from lullabies ...

I cry

Enough...

Let not this music be
forever the sound
of tears
f
a
l
l
i
n
g

but lift me once more to my crecesndo
with but your soft caress

that my heart
may once more know love



be my metronome
that I may again beat in time

anew.

Let's exchange our pillows...

to share
in one anothers

dreams.

Take your time
and mine
and from these moments
form one day
one hour
of solitude for us to share...

let nothing here
intrude

break not this gentle silence
with wasteful
words
fill up each pause with tender looks
a lovers touch
a lingering kiss
just take your time
and mine
to enjoy these perfect
moments.

The kidnapper

was a real go get her

they said

Breakfast in bed
is all about
the spread
and

taste

China doll why do you weep
your tears of porcelain
is it because your eyes of glass
reflect your life of pain

You're the air
that fills my lungs
with

every kiss.

With these eyes
I've watched
woodlands become housing estates
wetland drained
it's wildlife killed
fields plowed by roads
and hedgerows and ancient stones
torn down
and
with these eyes
I've wept
for the village
of
my childhood.

Let me be the razor blade
you glide across your wrist
let me be the bottle
when you long to get ******
let me be the cigarette
you smoke through trembling lips
let me be the calories
You fear upon your hips
let me be the mirror dear
that lies when you undress
let me be the meds you take
when your minds a mess
let me be the phone call
unanswered by a friend
let me be the tear drops
you shed at each days end
let me be whatever
it is you feel you need
coz I will NEVER let you be...

I'll always intercede

NATO confiscated my calculator as a weapon of math destruction

Or

Matches to a pyrotechnic cartographer are weapons of map destruction

Or

Moth eggs in the wardrobe are weapons of mac destruction

Or

Nuclear bombs used in warfare are weapons of mans destruction

Oh clockwork child with inkwell eyes
that penned mens doubts in promised lies
and watched as all that's born now dies
for nothing more than greed

Oh clockwork child with parchment hands
that mapped the hearts of war torn lands
and bleached the blood stained foreign sands
where children came to bleed

Oh clockwork child with torn page skin
that kept the scores of all mens sin
of wars they lost they could not win
as if they gave a ****

Oh clockwork child with gilt edged breath
who's whispers were the screams of death
that Rose the corpses from the depths
to herald the end of man

Clockwork child with neon eyes
you've seen so many things
the death of man and fallen skies
and winter born of spring

Your clockwork mind predicted all
but man was far too dumb
to heed your words upon the wall
and so you just kept sthum

Your clockwork heart broke like a Child
as nature payed the price
and now the dead are neatly piled
beneath a world of ice

*** in the movies...

often offends those
sitting

behind you.


;)

So slow the morning wakes...

stretching ancient limbs
to once more touch the sky

it's voice found in birdsong and in bark
in babbling brook and breeze

it's beauty seen in every scene and scenic view

life arising from death
as fallen tree breaks down and finds itself
once more a part of the forest

home to insect and grub

fertiliser to his fellow woodland giants

as once more morning breaks
with stretching ancient limbs

to once more touch the sky.

She is the serrated edge
of the broken
wine glass
carving up my face
leaving open wounds
where she touched
me
all that remains of us
is
deeply
painful memories
and the scars
of moments past.

You lay there
with bed head hair
and
morning breath...

Dried drool on your lower lip

the remnants
of last nights take away

still present in your teeth

and all I can think
Is

how beautiful you are and how much I love you

Women in stilettos

make my *****
ache...


to be rubbed.

Can anyone
truely know their mind
when
it wanders so

You can kiss my ***...




but




leave my horse alone.



;)

Pen with relish

incase

you have to eat your words


:p

Australia wept
as Sydney
bordered a plane
and left

Victoria.


Or


I enjoyed the sight of Sydney
laid bare
before
me


;)

I've a term-inal illness...

I'm sick
of these ****


exams

We shared a moment...



it wasnt stolen

It was


merely loaned.


We  share that memory...

of what

could not be owned.

You withdrew from me

and then

from


our joint account

You see me

yet I cannot see myself


without...



you.

Pain-ted smile

how I ache for thee
to taste...



laughter.

See that star...

that's me

keeping watch
over you

constantly.

There's nothing wrong with missing people

unless





you're a ******.







:)

I've got
something hard
and long
measuring twelve
inches







It's a ruler get your minds out of the gutter...




Lol.

:)

Can you not see I'm dying

no blade
no bullet
no poison down my gullet

no rope
no river
no liquer in my liver

no pills
no pillow
no stakes of sharpened willow

but I'm dying all the same...

dying

to be with you again



my love.

Oh blessed night devoid of light
no shadows and no stars
thy gentleness and sweet caress
as healed my many scars

How we have wept as others slept
the sleep we are denied
for no one knew I ran to you
and in your arms I died

Take me with you when day breaks through
and let this life be done
for I desire my fun'ral pyre
to shame the rising sun

Oh solemnly I swear to thee
that I can take no more
the pain the ache of each daybreak
is killing me for sure

See her sharpening her tongue
upon her heart of stone

Heel the scars

you caused...

when you
trampled my heart.

Ive broken bread with Death

on more than one
occasion

X
X
XXXXX
X
X
X

She stole milk from babies
as she poured herself a gin
and sold off our resources
as she got beneath our skin
She broke up the unions
and told us such grand tales
now tonight four nations rise again
England Ireland Scotland Wales
we will raise our glasses proudly
and toast the ****** burning
cause once she's on the devils spit
that ***** is now for turning

Let the stars have the heavens
halo'ed in moonlight

let them rise and fall
upon the ethereal wings of angels

Let them sing their hymns
and arias

I will mind them not
for I long ago found paradise

here within your arms
my love.

A man of few words


as I
know so few


OR


He said so little

and yet

no words were

wasted

I long
to have you in my arms


sweet


MMR

I cannot see you tonight

as
it's too ****

dark




:)

Were we but a dream
from which
I have awoken

Were your words
but promises
you should not have spoken

At least take once more
my heart
as love token

and as day breaks
let it be
all that's broken

Love...

may indeed be a gamble

but...


I'll never cheat.

You

and poetry

are my two true loves

my

Heart-history

A teacup full of teardrops
makes my mourning
coffee


bitter

Your lips taste of cherry

and baby...


so do mine.