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Innocent Jul 2017
I come from the city of a thousand planets
Covered in a dark grey mineral  called stannite
My orbit spirals, loops and dances
Creating hypnotic trances

The proletariats , march on,  one by one
Colonizing, constructing, creating around the sun
Plebeians flock on mass to marvel
Its castle with glass and marble

Sparkling water flows from the heavens
Unleashing its powerful Armageddon
Returning to the unholy seven.

The proletariats march on, one by one
Innocent Jun 2017
The world sees the playful orange in you.
But your soul feels  the weight that is due

Passion hot as red
Look at all the places it has lead
But ending always in dread

Pills, potions and tonics
But are they your true hedonic

Blue so warm and inviting
But act you continue rewriting

Stripped of all your shells
Open your mouth and yell

Romance and love , to hard to get
But you grab for that allusive net

The first women in your life
But she caused you so such trife

So many you have loved
But none fit like that velvet glove
Innocent Feb 2017
You  Me
A cosmic pair
Magnetic forces in the night
We are not married
We are not dating
We are involved
We are in tune
We create an aura of orange
Vitality, excitement and stamina
Our electricity fuels the sky
Another day
Me  You
Not  yet found
SB
Innocent Feb 2017
Go gently into the night
Fight against the secrets of sleep
Peak into the abyss
Find your release in the dreams that await
Fantasy and fiction
Or simply the subconscious
Is this reality,
Our true self,
The essence of our being?
Alarm bells
The spell has been broken
We cast our eyes over and take stock of things as they are

A perceived existence
Innocent Jan 2017
We all have a story
Mine started in the back of a Delorey
My mother , a good Catholic by most accounts
Definitely needed help on her dismounts

Sent  away
Cast aside
All but forgotten

I lived my life from house to house
Never once a home true home

Another path; at last arrived
Leaving all behind
Time to stamp the world
With a twirl and a swirl

My child, life's Earthshine
Born under the crescent moon
Hair soft as sun
Her giggle infections and a smile that can make you weep


She will be the first and last words on the pages of my life
My story
Innocent Jan 2017
Music notes dance along the colours of the Northern Lights
The sky waltzing into the night
The moon, the stars, our compass guide
Love, life, laughter all collide
In the morning the sun will shine
Brides dry their eyes, laying aside their tapestry
Breathlessly saying goodbye to their chastity
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