The memory of yesterdays pain
Brought to focus in their brain
Is their excuse to do it again

Sodden veins

She offered up her heart
Upon a plate.
He feasted

He's no poet.
His words are brash
And his actions are blunt.
He sees blocks of colour
Without varying shades.
He worships at altars of science
Rather than mother nature.
He shys away from
Overwhelming emotion
And hides behind
Facts and figures.
He's not a hearts and flowers
Kind of man
More spleen and moss

All men are created equal

.............

Except some

..............

Some are better

I never got to practice
So you'll have to forgive
My mistakes.
I would love to get it perfect
But I don't get any more takes.

I never knew what it was to love
Til I held you in my arms
And if it were left up to me
You never would know harm.

I know that there'll be times
When we argue like we've never argued before
But look around you sweetheart.
No-one could love you more.

And as you grow, I'll do my best
To steer you in the right direction
But go easy on me gorgeous girl,
My name is not perfection.

When you have children of your own
And I'm their doting gran
I'll tell you that you're doing great,
I'll be your biggest fan.

And when I'm lying on my death bed
And you still make me smile,
Know that it's not goodbye forever,
But only a little while

In the still of night
I hear my own heart beating
For him, only him

I hope you don't trip
Over that pouting bottom lip

Whisper it into the wind
The earth shall hear your secrets.

Magenta skies
Streaked with orange
Make me want a cocktail

Under the pale light of the moon
I will dance with the shadows
To the sound of your poetry
And the stars will play the piano

Perfumed air carries
The scent of the nearby sea
Dry salty seaweed

A once-loved trike
Sits alone in a corner of the garden.
A basket full
Of rotting flowers, long forgotten.
Pedals unused
Yielding to rust,
A child, slightly older,
No longer fussed

Oceans unexplored
And planets undiscovered
Lie within her eyes

These eggshells aren't for walking on
I'm a big girl with a heart
Be honest, tell it like it is
Though it might tear me apart.

Be honest. Never hem and haw,
Be honest, not aloof
Be honest as I'm crying,
Be honest. Tell the truth.

Just please don't beat around the bush,
I'll carry on when you are gone,
The eggshells may be broken
But they're not for walking on.
phil lindsey

She wrote his name
Amongst the stars
So heaven would know
She had found hin

A tear trickles down
Mapping a trail of sorrow
Tinged with happiness

Watch out for the sharks.
They've evolved behind closed doors
And walk the streets
Without you even noticing.
Their killer teeth hide
Behind a dentist's *******
And their fins are hidden
Under designer threads.
They learnt from the wolf
Who has hung up his
Woollen overcoat
And passed the baton.
Watch out for sharks
They're the consumate liars
Who believe their own crap
Watch out for sharks
We're just little fish
In a dangerous pond

She refuses to live her life in chains.
She's free.

It shouldn't matter what people think
It shouldn't matter
But it does

I hate that

I stand upon my stage
A one-woman show
And deliver a solliloquy
Of self-judged epic propotions.
I let the curtain fall
And wait, while the tension
In the audience rises.
I step out slowly, regally
And await the
Adulation
Adoration
Applause
As i bow like a swan
To the thunderous sound of


Nothing

What do you see when you look at me?
A woman with 'a tight ***' only fit for your grubby leers?
What do you see when you look at me?
A secretary you can ask 'what are you wearing?'
What do you see when you look at me?
Normal sized woman approaching chubby?
What do you see when you look at me?
Someone who would lay down her life for her kids?
What do you see when you look at me?
Someone who 'teases' just because she chats to you in the bar?
What do you see when you look at me?
A woman with big eyes haunted by her history?
What do you see when you look at me?
A 'grade-a *****' just because I don't make friends easily?
What do you see when you look at me?
Look at me
Really look at me
See me

A cool mist hovers
Over the sleepy mountains
Masking their beauty

I will lie in the earth with you
Under an altar of flowers
Our bare bones will be joined at the fingers
And our souls will forever
Be as one

The majestic mountains
Curve gently
To meet the sea.
She laps at their feet
In a loving gesture
Reminding them, if she chose
She could bring them to their knees
And would swallow them
Without a second thought.
Poor majestic mountains.

She moves with
The grace of a panther
And is just as deadly

Little whispers
reverberate like thunder
leaving devastation
in their wake

Surrounded by birds
making orchestral music
I soar high with them

Carried away on the crest of a wave,
seeing nothing but beauty,
ignorant of the imminent danger
and his own mortality.
his heart starts to pound
with the beat of a funeral drum
aware before he is
that all is not well.

You interrupted my dreams
To bring an even sweeter reality

Sun stretches lazy arms
To stroke my face, kiss my cheek
Morning has arrived

I smile
Under a blanket of darkness.

No-one can see it,
But it doesn't make it any less
Of a smile

The heat in your eyes
Threatens to burn me.
My beautiful
Heavenly
Hell

Thoughts today
Like bombs
Coming without warning
And leaving me blind-sided

For a second

Then dissipating
Into an endless stream of smoke.

I reach out
But it's gone

These eggshells weren't made for walking on.
Just be honest

Why would you want
Your dreams to become reality?
Mine are beyond bizarre