Spilled Dreams!

Hide not away.
Be not concealed.
No need to run.
Escape from a teacup of dreams.
Try to pull yourself out.
Be careful not to spill the contents on the grass

On a wild escapade.
Should you let your china teacup tip.
Your dreams will ***** the soil.
Become doused in muddy mess of moments.
Spread across the grass.

Then they shall be lost.
No stratagem to rescue them.
When they're gone.
They're gone.
Lost forever and maybe a day!
By ladylivvi1

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Fairy Tales!

Force open the pages of aged books.
Take care they don't tear.
Read tales for children.
Tales of ladies,
With very long hair.
Stories of fairies .
If enter you dare.

The pages are yellow.
Stained by age and tobacco.
Fragile they are.
Must handle with care.
Smell the mustiness enter the air.
Pages feel dry and crusty to touch.
While the listener is agile.
Memories of sitting on Grand-papa's knee.
Listens to stories not read to me.

Face of the child.
Angelic so pure.
Trapped inside.
Fairy stories lure.
Safe and secure
No big bad wolves here.
She's safe indoors.

All the bad wolves live outside the doors.
The fairy princesses wear satin dresses.
Wings opened to soak up the sun.
Bad witches discarded.
As yesterday's news.
Frogs become princes.
The men of her dreams.
Fantasy fairy tales only in dreams.

By ladylivvi1

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Made -Up Fantasy!

The marauders have stolen the sun.
Her blaze they captured in their nets.
Glorious orange hue went far askew.
Got lost on her way home.
Etched demands made on marble.
For her immediate return.

The Gods of Heaven and Earth declared.
The robbers they shall burn in hell.
Predicted in the oracle of light, love and life.
Saw the harbinger for potential doom.
Oblivious in their read request.
Declared the world was in a mess.

Thieves needed to make a buck.
Sold the sun to unsuspecting one.
Thought that she may warm his cave.
In doing so he sealed his grave.
From Hades came the hounds from Hell.

Stole her back no backwards glance.
The innocent cave dweller.
The poor fellow was captured with the sun.
Sent back to where the world began.
To dwell in darkness for eternity.

Sister sun got aggravated.
In doing so she re-inflated.
Catapulted back to heavens gate.
Stars bowed in her honour.
Angels, cried that's not denied.
So Glad, was not too late
She shall burn on in glory!



By ladylivvi1

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Fight Softly

With satin gloves in situ.
I rise up to fight.
To battle with confusion.
After poetry last night.
Your heart is full of you.
Mine is full of us

In total indecision.
From poem to poem,
Toss the coin.
Heads says you want me.
Tales say I lost.
Your tale flicks the wind.
As you run in mental disarray

Darling we're not dead yet.
No need to crumble into dust.
My heart is bleeding slowly.
A slow puncture seems to be.
Trickling claret water.
All over thee and me.
Us a strange couple.
The way it's meant to be.

You soften and say emotions rule the day.
Stating that you try.
Make comment that your heart is warming.
That indeed for love you cry.
The thaw crescendo.
Cries more every verse.
Then you cry and you feel worse.
So do I.

What we have is so perverse.
The swings hit the roundabout.
More often than not.
I shall be up to see you very very soon.
And then as one.
Remembering that.
As the things we share.
Come back once more
We shall peel the moon.
Shining knight light of love!

The spelling of tail and tale was deliberate!
By ladylivvi1

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Came home from a trek into town.
To buy so odds and sods.
Guess what smacked me in the eyes.
Memories generated by sweet pewter rocking horse.
I walked into the sitting room.
Found laid upon the deck.
Undamaged fortunately.
My little pewter rocking horse.
Initiated memories of us two in the pub.
Where we first met that rocking horse.
Not mine.
The one that lived on the shelf by the books.
Remember that day so clearly.
You were very funny.
You still are in your own sweet way.
You were drunkish and I was your dear lady.
Still am.
Everyone who approached us.
You greeted with one question are you a poet?
You told the world that proud you are to be one.
Me. Poetess also with poise and prowess.
I'm proud of you.
I will always remember that day.
Come what ever.
As poets and lovers we remain.
Livvi Kent Sept 2013

LONG TIME DEAD!

Have a fading photograph.
It's etched in an album in my mind.
Was not a real image.
Imagined being there on their wedding day.
Memories of days passed yesterday.
Saw the two of them.
Looked still in love.
Holding hands.
Walking down a busy city street.
Prompted me to think a while.
To see such love gave me a smile.
Made me wish that I had found the same.
Never is to be.
I questioned in my mind.
What could their secret be.
Did they have children.
Maybe like me.
Don't believe that love is for real.
After years of feelings changing.
Love becomes friendship.
Friendship companionship.
Years bring intensity with strength.
In defence of one another.
Rough and smooth.
Storms ridden.
Still they made it through.
Tears welled up.
If wishes were kisses and wishes were true.
Could have spent my life with you!


By ladylivvi1

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Yesterdays Rain

My goodness the sky is melting.
It overheated.
Now the clouds have ripped apart.
Pink cloud cover.
Enchanting rain.
Dancing as dawn begins to split.
Rhythmic beat of a thousand kettles.
Emptying their sounds.
In synchronicity.
In an earth drenching crescendo.

Put the dog out.
She's reluctant to leave.
Garden not her safe haven today.
Vacuum of water logged mud.
Catches my once clean feet.
Oh what a beautiful morning.
Work beckons.
Welcome to the sodden world.
Terra Firma refreshed in muddles of multiple puddles.
Laced with coloured spectrum of oil splashed roads.
Going to work today.
Sadly unavoidable joy!
By ladylivvi1

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Sunflowers

Good morning world.
After the deluge of yesterday I am sun-kissed once again.
Look out of the window.
Two gardens up stand sunflowers.
Heads the size of dinner plates.
Seems rather late this summer.
Late in coming.
For their gifts to be pasted to the sky.
They stand in a sort of floppy gestures.
Trying to support their heavy heads.
They remind me on this autumn morn with blazing sun.
That summer's almost gone!
By ladylivvi1

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And the Ayes Have it!

Glance across near vacant room.
Elicit kind response.
Silent soul sits in the corner.
Twiddling with a skein of scarlet embroidery thread.
Elderly lady rocks on her wooden chair.
Muttering to herself.
Her nose in the air.
Small brindle puppy.
Curled up in front of the open hearth.
Sleeping peacefully.
Two people and a dog.
Sat in near silence.
The rockers on the rocking chair.
Swinging back and forth as if a metronome.
In a world of their own.
Taps time near silently.
Click clack.
Occupants look up.
Eyes of starlight.
Sudden sparkle.
Life apparent again.
Time moved fast.
A grey afternoon.
Sudden thought.
Said she, with nose in the air.
Like she didn't care.
Think there's a job to be done.
Need to walk the dog.
'Aye,' said the near silent one.
The heather called loudly in a blaze of mauve.
Aged lady.
Silent tear trickled down her cheek.
'Aye,' you have to in sorry retort.

Misses days walking the dog.
In the good the old days.
When she could still walk!
By ladylivvi1
Something different for a change!

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Drowning!

From the edge of the rickety ancient boat you slipped.
Hit the water with a near silent splash.
The water is tropical.
Yet.
Sensation of ice nips as your being slows down.
Melancholy of nothingness invades your dying brain.
In shock.
Rapid loss of conscious thought.
Before you drift deeper into unconscious lapse.
A real need to sink or swim.
In self preservation.
One last vain attempt.
The brief pain of realising.
No ground you feel beneath your feet.
Would love to panic.
Your fight's all gone.
In what should have been a desperate panic to save yourself.
You became aware that all was lost.
The bubbles dance to the surface of life support.
As the last bubbles evicted.
Heart breaks down.
Dying in this deluge.
Water.
A salty effusion body's dying rush.
No time to gasp.
No time to cry.
No-one even realised you had died!
By ladylivvi1

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Chances!

Faith in an empty space.
Blazing maybe,
After a perfect kiss.
Loving perhaps.
Given half chances.
After gone issues.
Spent like chocolate pennies,impractical.
In wild romances.
Chances are wishes and kisses are dreams.
Nothing at all is what we perceive.
Chances are odd.
Not even the evens.
Dressed up to the nines, but only find sevens
Where nothing else matches.
When nothing else matters
In the sentiment from the diligent delicacy.
As only women bleed.
****** tears bless face.
Enigmatic smile retained!
By ladylivvi1

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Will be done!

As if eternal punishment.
For sins not been committed.
Bereft of love in darkest place.
Get donations of love as the sages said.
From time to time in checkered history.
Spread across the pages of a dated tea stained periodical.
Written in love letters in pure poetry.
Poetic justice all for me.
The poet man for he can't see.
Was predicted by the seers many moons ago.
Told by those soothsayers.
Forsooth that I shall die alone.
In a vendetta of being on my own.
One unlawful utterance you gave to me.
You gave it as the perfect gift.
You whispered I love you as you got on the bus.
Stranded betwixt the angel, the devil or the deep blue sea.
By ladylivvi1

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You are my free spirit and I am yours.
We danced in ochre moonlight.
As we strolled along the shore.
We were carried on the wind I whistled.
Taken off to higher planes.
Where we held each other in some kind of crazy haze.
Watched gleaming dragonflies in wild flight,
Liken to dragon flies ourselves.
Laid verge of loves' intent.
Touching furry oak leaves.
Remembering what it meant.
Love our hearts and love our brains in one resilient gesture.
As one we show the world.
That neither can be tamed.
You in black and me in blue.
A strange eternal flame.
We are two weird people, but love is surely true!
By ladylivvi1



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Whistle Down the Wind

I whistled down the wind.
I chased it round the trees.
It bit my fingers with spiteful teeth,
While flying sharp in winter's blast,
Almost made me bleed.
A zephyr kissed me.
Nearly made me blessed.
Breeze blew up my shirt sleeves.
Warming body's core.
Hurricane disturbed me.
Blew my rugged world away.

From nucleus of nuclear war.
When nothing much was left.
The nuclear wind of change of change did blow.
Nothing left here now.
Ashes left at end of day.
From ashes arose the wind.
Perhaps I shouldn't have whistled.
Summoned up the wind of change!
By ladylivvi1

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The Starship

To collect their lord of time they came.
In brightly lit visual ships.
Lights rotating.
Blazing round Orion's Belt as they scooted on.
Descending almost stooping in a crescendo of multi-coloured flashes.
Simultaneous in rhythm.
Similar to ancestral craft.
Seen many times before.
In silent mission.
Concealed from humanity whose terror they had often felt.
In an illumination of oblivion soon to be.
This was their last attempt.
Tried to ****** the evil as they struggled with dark polluted air.
Rancid was the vile stench.
As if Earth was slowly rotting to her putrid core.
Night dispensed a shower of hypnotic dust.
Irritated all men's eyes.
Dust of hypnosis sent the world to sleep,
Eyes blighted by nightmares of things seen recently passed.
While inhabitants slept peacefully.
Their evilness was cleansed.
Another chance was given for the world to start again as friends.
At that moment their lord of time, he was collected.
Smiled a smile with dignity.
Forgave mortal man's stupidity.
And screeched give peace a chance.
By ladylivvi1

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Questioning the mind of the Madman

The mind of the mad man.
Is it swayed by truth or choice.
Does he stand stoic in his world or is it just insecurity.
His thoughts, they darken, through every hour.
In duplicate multiplicity in every dream he weaves.
Dreams become nightmares,in the real world.

In a world where all his blessings, have somehow been mislaid.
He feels minuscule, while in a noisy audience.
He's terrified of commitment and the contentment, which it brings.
In a lovelorn fantasy.
Afraid, to breach decisions that he's already made.
He feels that although they click, to love her back may make him sick.

In realization that he feels real, but he doesn't need a broken heart.
Sits and sobs all alone.
His beautiful fantasy has gone.
She stands in the spotlight.
She's open and kind.
While he deals with his major battles in mind.
By ladylivvi1

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Daisy Chain

As summer daisies locked in chains, inexplicably joined.
In an inevitable twist of fate.
The other daisies may wither and die.
Not you and I.
Coherent in an understanding.
In a murky world we dwell.
In a vague vacancy.
Such comprehension.
It is decreed.
That as summer fades, we will not die.
Chill of winter.
Will worry us not.
We shall be pressed together.
Wedged between the pages in an antiquated book.
In a love to withstand the touch of time.
By ladylivvi1

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The Cataclysmic Frog!

Knows he wants to die.
Slip from his lily pad.
No-one knows why.
All he seeks is misery.
He’d sooner end up dead.
A frog of many colours with toxins in his skin.
To tell the truth in this sorry tale
Which is maybe merely a superficial jest.
Secrets told and secrets sold.
Only shows an honoured few.
He is gifted.
Blessed with awesome style.
Offers trips,
Accompany him on his lily pad,
The cataclysmic frog, he’s not bad.
Subtlety strokes.
Most of his gifts he keeps hidden away.
Denies he has them.
He’s crying inside.
Cowering in fears’ depths.
All love concealed.
The frog, he knows these feelings exists.
Finds them hidden under well- worn pebbles.
Eroded by the tide.
Pebbles round and shiny.
Clear and bright, occasionally catch sunlight.
Provoking memories, still fresh.

A fear of fingers snatching him, causing searing pain inside.
In his heart feels wickedness as stabbing needles burn again.
The sky drips with vermilion blood tears.
As in sadness, he denies.
Believes he can’t see her in front of his eyes.
Dries out while he dies.
Just as he expires before he flies.
Such a shame.
He knows this vision was predicted.
Together they shall beat a retreat.
Poor dying frog stuck upon a skewer.
Finding excuses to give to his muses.
The sad cataclysmic frog, once again he’s blinded.
As his true love he denied.
Just see what he loses!
Olivia Kent 2013
By ladylivvi1

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Deck of Cards.

The deck of cards tumbled,
The wind cruelly snatched them from the gamblers hand,
Twisted his hand,
In an evil twist of fate,
Stolen from the gambling man,
Ripped the Waster off,
All he ever had,
All worldly possessions gone,
His wife has given up,
For he loves the queen of hearts instead,
She teased him,
Stole all his goods and chattels,
In total disrespect,
He has nothing left,
Stole all his money all extracted with satin strings,
Satisfied casino owners greed,
It’s a racket,
Greed is fed,
While he feeds his money out,
He’s always lusting more,
Casino owner’s provocation bleeding those he caught in his deceitful web of promises,
Down at the ***** tonk bar,
Money does not go very far,
Tragic victim goes off to the bank to score another score,
For another jinxed fix,
Lady luck never loves him back,
Can’t look him in the eye,
A soul of sorrow,
Caught in a land of underground lies,
Insulting his name,
Crushing his honour,
As he kisses his money goodbye,
Yet again!
Copyright Olivia Kent 2013

Ancient Work!
Posted by Olivia Kent on March 14, 2013 at 6:01pm
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Look at a building constructed of stone, rhomboid bricks of multiple facets, so many hues..easily seen.
Built in isolation stands lone for several lifetimes and more,
The face at top welcomes me in , at the start of each day I work..!
A theatre  with no curtain call, lives close to the sky,
One or two lovers just come here to die..,.
No Romeo or Juliet waiting here,
Just Mr.S and his lovely old dear, they say good bye as a chap and wife,
In Winchester hospital he left this life !
Such sweet kiss he gave her before his depart, cos old age grabbed him,
cease-fired his heart!
Declared a love forever so true,
Loved for a lifetime, this magical two!
Copyright Livvi Kent 14/03/2013.

Furious, spurious, sets hell on fire,
I hate you with all of my heart,
I spit in your treacherous face, you sweet *****,
in my life you are just a minimal glitch,
I hate you with passion,
like it went out of fashion,
My pen wants to lash you to bits,
My talons are out,
This monster is green, it wants to get out,
I'm  a killing machine, on the loose!
Feeling so vengeful, so full of spite,
The lady in blue, is an angel in white,
Sleep well in your bed, as you sleep overnight,
Lock yourself away,
Right out of my sight!!!
(Most of all, remember please,  that this is just my attempt at a really dark write!)
Copyright, Livvi  20/03/2013.

I hit you with my poetry,
Hit you with my mind,
Bedazzled,
Sweet diamonds from deep inside sparkling mind,
I find,
Sleek crisp, emerald, toxic  green .....toxicity breaks,
She shivers and quakes.....!
Having a laugh at all in her path!
Sapphire,
well she's truly on fire blazing deep down in her heart, no longer strangled!
Ruby so red,
Christ she's so nearly dead.... loud and vivacious at times,
Head smashing crystals and pearls, they're the girls!
Amethyst, she forms a tryst betwixt,
other gifted writers, such note,
Unearthing pure gems daily,
From deep mine.... dark, so dim, another dark write born....!
Copyright Livvi Kent 21/03/2013

Love me, touch me, enrich me with reptilian tongue so lithe,
**** the tips of my fingertips, so rich,
**** them til they're dry, so I fry with fire of desire,
So I fry and i feel, utterly, totally truly unreal!
Look into your heart for one moment in time out of many such moments....,
pathways of love not denied,
Unleash my lips, unleash my gag,
I am no longer no tongue tied!
Stroke my feet, massage them well,
Hell, that really feels so swell,
I feel your hot love, coming my way,
I can tell passion's  erupted, cos you are corrupted by the smile I leave in my awakening hours...!
I bow to you darling, with all of your powers,
in awesome obedience, pure joy for hours and hours!
The loving sweet kisses ,are not hits and misses!
Such heaven I found wrapped up tight in your arms,
you sweetheart are a charm filled with such luck!
A talisman of super cool,
I flipped out for you,
cos I'm just a fool!
Copywrite, Livvi Kent 22/03/2013

The Queue for the E.R.

The queue for the mortuary just waits and waits!
Building up the static line,
Consisting  of you and yours and me and mine!
May be static but, the queue space decreases erratically, rapidly!
Off we go, we have a crash,
Resus' in full play,
Screens erected, so no-one can see, a person who's losing their life,
To join the deceased in potential debauchery, be in heaven or hell,
Unable to tell,
Time controls destiny...dreams forsaken... maybe,
While waiting in line....time dashes, flashes...initial first births, creep in like rashes!
Growing and spreading all red and infected,
The nurses work hard, seeing no-one's neglected,
So might you make it,....will you recover, to spend the rest of your life with family or lover,
Whether the spirit runs free pleasant and fresh...,
or whether it remains ensnared in it's mesh....between heaven and hell if you're not getting well,
it's a terrible place so they say......purgatory!
The vomiting chick all covered in sick...makes all around feel ill,
The ***** old drunk who smells like a skunk, not had a bath in a month,or more,
The sad person indeed, did not not have a clue if they really wanted to carry it through,were they down,
didn't care in their hospital gown!
the gnarled up old dear, in her eye there's a tear, she doesn't even know why she's here,
the kid with a cut won't get off his ****, full of rage, irate,
In A+E some lives becomes extinguished,
while others make it through.....thank goodness,
Well it is said the queue for E.R, is truly pure hell!
Copyright, Olivia Kent 22/03/2013.

Phoned you this morning with  my most rampant of write, you liked it all right,
I wonder how, I knew you would,
Course you did, you always do,sorry to say now, it's not just me and you,
or you and I,
You moaned at me, for mailing one to you that as I cc'd to another,
You're not my lover, just my friend, not sure if as a friend I can depend, anymore,
Deep mischief discussions are what do we  to do best....!.
We were both so close today, in fact mere, only yards away,
Believed that you may seek me out, while we were so close,
You didn't, no surprise there then!
Although, admit, I did kind of hope,
Saw Stephen, another friend today , he said, "Gal you're looking glam in his way,
Through his aesthetic eyes, he sees beauty so honest, loyal and true,
He doesn't look for hot and ***** in a chick, because, he's gay!
He's really sweet, lovely too,
He's a male nurse works on ICU!

Livvi Kent 2013

Alone?

I stand insular in my world,
my wings are clipped,
It's my only option, Hobson's Choice is mine, no fears,
No more tears, hearts divisions, between one or two, only, not going to be lonely,
I eternally seek his lust, as a sin it's a must, same with my envy,  heralded sin in emerald green,
Not really a sinner, to me, myself, I,
I am ever the victor, I do as I please,
I sit in sight of a future, fulfilled , extricated from a bubble once burst,
Burst.....long in the past,
I am myself, my own figure head, my own mast, my own support,
Guide myself through, stormy seas, tremendous turbulent tempests, always out to get me, not,
Last word on the subject, Forget me not!
Plummet into darkness, so deep,
Then rise, rise once more,
Up above, as the dragon fly flies,
where butterflies flit on the wing, in the sun,
A solar eclipse greets my sweet lips, when we fall in my bed, fed each others' sweet heads!
Only one soul shares my bed, he's the one lives in my head,
He makes me feel sincere unto myself, always,none filled with bigotry,
Bounce right back, with self-esteem, always feeds my mind,
Walk along the tightrope wire, taut with desire
Feelings strong, feeling keen,
Mind aphrodisiac based within in myself,
Chains of resentment, rusted , dusted, deconstructed,
I love myself with all my wealth,
The chemistry I feel for me is freekin, so unreal,
Emotions, never thought I'd shatter,
Copyright Livvi Kent 24/03/2013

Enigma
What will I do on my last day on earth?
Will it be tragic?
Will it be magic?
Will it be accidental?
Will it be mental?
At the end of my life, what dreams did I hold?
What dreams did I meet?
How many demons did I meet, greet and defeat?
Not going mad or  becoming demented, just had a strange flash on the bus,
Listening to a dude reading loud and proud from his Koran,
got really quite scared as terrorists attack in defence of their religion it seems....
I sit listening to his chants, rambling, his mumbles,
Wondering if I have a chance of romance when my heart is so cold, will I be alone as I take my last breath!
So as I get older my dying day I await
I'm not really feeling terribly great,
One thing for sure, a thought I adore, the chances are I won't see my own dying day!
Well, I hope not anyway!
Copyright Olivia Kent 29/03/2013.

Carpe diem/A poem written in very odd Latin!!

Carpe Diem,
Angelus obscurus suni,
Quaque nocte, diglossios,
Pavor Nocturnus,metus,
Sominum,
Scribo carmen poeta,
Vita amnia fides,
Omni vincit omnia!
Well that was fine fun **
Full permission granted to those who wish to laugh!!
For,I believe I have written,
--------------------------------------------------------­-----------------------------------------------------------------­---------------
Seize the day, (I know that's right),
I am the dark angel, gloomy,
Every night I don't sleep, because I have breathing difficulties!, fear,
leads to night terrors, daydreams,
writing poems,
Life and trust,
Love conquers all!
___________________­________
Kind regards, Livvi,
Apologies for the somewhat odd content!!
Couldn't work out suitable phrases!!

Snared heart kept, imprisoned could be potential dying day,
Lips regaled in ischaemia, blue blood,flows.....cold,
Face scarlet,temperatures up, pyrexia rules, as she tries too cool,
Mouthing  strange babble,  
She's talking in tongues,
Beaded mask  sparkling,  droplets trickle,
Tachycardic, heart beats, trying not to escape this life desperately, Heart trying not to explode!
the forties....roaring!
She breathes, so fast...  the forties....roaring!
It's  tragic,like everything's trying to meet  demand with supply........!
Inadequately,
Currently on remand, waiting for  her sentence to be be passed,
Docs and nurses they rally, running with obs,
All taking their roles, while doing their jobs,
Mews activated, doc visits he's, anxious,
Iv antibiotics he orders,
In plastic sachet, hanging up high, hereby, lies the awaited decision, if she'll  have the will to live, or will she die...
Hope not!
It's not in an instant, but, recovery apparent, as breathing slows below twelve,
Heart beat, it settles,
Her kidneys show function,
Her temperature chills slowly, 36.5, she's still alive,
Thank God,
She got off the train at sepsis junction!
Copyright Livvi Kent (RGN) 11 /04/2013

The babbling brook...ripples and trickles...over land, under bridges.
Pathway diverted as she moves, cruising curiously,
I play!
Escapism, no pessimism...
Jesting with the sunlight, she sprinkles life as she brings life's lustre!
Need to splash in her,
Dash in her,
Water warm between my toes...!
Pebbles under feet..,
Water, oh so cool,
Water, oh so sweet!
Jeez, this water soothes me...!
I drink before bathing,
Precious chaste feet,
Every past memory is sent through the flow, helping chase darkness away...,
Troubles flow onward toward the sea....!
At the estuary she arrives...finds her place wallowing amid memories  of many folks emotions passed......,
Washing out into ocean.....,
Slowly, as mere  trickle she came,
All bad dreams gone,
Memories of sorrow refreshed as the ebbing tide returns,
Bringing only pleasant wishes and candy kisses to the shore!
All cleansed!
Small one comes with bucket and *****, scoops a shovel true,
To bring kismet laced with candy kisses to bring right back home to you!
Diffused in airless void however, nightmares,  bad memories all
destroyed!
As ocean swirls, builds up a wild tsunami....she shreds remnants of
tears and night blinded fears!
No more tears,
Tears replaced with purity...virginal waters renewed once more!
Copywright Olivia Kent 13/04/2013.

Full Life!

Fall into my heart cos she's empty, only thing left there is secret silence....,
Drags me down as lead balloon,
She's not air filled, just heavy.
Silence is dashed by 24/7 secrets of takeaway delights, where drunken people go to just to have a fight...they toot their ***** horns without respect for people, who there dwell.
Where eagles dare to fly,
I've never been!
Live in a concrete world full of dreams,
It's a sin....
Sinful use of the area..,
Feels like the land where a million shops are standing close at hand....
Holding each other close,it seems,
Must indeed, just be the lie of the land!
A lot of clever snobs near here ...our future heir apparent,
(not royalty, life generally) well that I fear, university close at hand...sits, meets supply with demand a cost...hell guess I can't really moan at that!
Without the seat of learning I here received , I guess that I'd be lost,
She taught me kindness and compassion with theories attached...
paradigms ideal, for real!
She didn't teach me poetry of that I'm truly glad...
I think poetic inspiration well, she came from my Dad,
Holding a community of nameless faces to ransom, who acknowledge a nod with a "hi",
Not knowing what they're doing here, not even knowing why!
They smile when they see me, cos I have lovely smiling eyes,
They smile cos of what I do,
They only make utterances cos I'm all dressed in blue!
Copyright Livvi Kent 14/04/2013

Memories of times so truly spent......,
enriched my life i honour,
I was your lady, you were my lord .....,
my lord of wonder,
I still wonder about your awesome ways,
My beautiful body lost in loves' haze,
love full on...no bicycle rides or beautiful flowers.....,
Just you and I for hours and hours,
Your touch, your kiss, I will always miss,
Memories suspended for ever in space!
Caresses of lace, stroked over my face, in a manly sort of method,
Lifted me higher and higher..., stroked a fire, that could maybe get higher,
If only just stranded in dreams...,
It seems, my dear,
Maybe in reckless in fear!
My heart wrapped in liquid gold cement,
All  my silly feelings  still meant!
Why is it liquified still?,
I think I hear you  say,
Because you left my heart so warm, it melted as you went away,
Thoughts of  you leaving, well it left me grieving in a funny sort of way,
remembers your sweet loving fondly, chases the clouds away,
something  only you can do in your own very special way!
You know what my sweet,
You  still haunt my life everyday!
Copyright Livvi Kent April 2013.

Don't fall for me I'm  POET,
That's what we all say you know!
Whatever I write might,
just be hidden out of sight,
Rash thoughts inscribed on scraps of flaky paper,
Who knows what's true,
Only I do, mainly just a mess of words,carried in the beaks of bird,
Morning chorus, sings out loud,
Livvi's,  here and standing proud,
Trumpets sound and angels sing,
Potential glory they may bring!
Production of imagination,
Imagery on high,
You  want  to know how I roll,
pray tell ask  me!
I will tell you why I am and who I am,
All about my life, perhaps,
Pray tell
Won't be etched on paper, or thrown into the wind,
Please ask me,
I will speak,
Whatever else goes your way......my answers will always be true!
Filled with love divine...although misguided,
undecided where to fly from here!
My dear!
Livvi Kent 14/04/2013

Passion is a baby, always ravenous...in need of food...
Feed him regularly...from silver spoon.
If neglected passion becomes tragically dejected.
Lost in frozen mist, biting icicles on fingertips, fire guarded.
When fire's gone, eyes inferno dies,persona died inside.
Empty head, fractured heart smashed as broken mirror shards, full of memories, vile!
Hereby,  I do declare loss of passion's so unfair!
Copyright Livvi Kent 24/04/2013.

I live thinking of you deep, while I sleep,
Convincing you in dreams that a space in my cherished heart is saved,
Saved only for you!
I feel your touch on my lashes, in flashes and dashes,
I feel you kiss my mind and my lips,
Deep in sleeps moments precious ,
Where passion runs free,
In dreams you are holding me,
Stroking my face with warm breaths,
Such sweet touch!
You make me shiver and quiver,
Desires imagination fires,
Dream building in my fiery mind,
Losses in your mind, will no longer find,
Saved by little bird,
Tender in kind, not the pretender,
In love ever after, warm heart will return,
Fiery huge love intense, plays on sinews silken,
Kept in heart depths,
At arms length,
Only in dreams!
Livvi Kent 26/04/2013

Changing  preordained judgement of chivalrous prince,
Judgement of a man with a brain on fire,
Imagination, awe inspired,
Not always charming in writing,
Prince Charming to me...!
Most charming!
He was a prince charming,
My Prince Charming,
Was shown nothing  but grace and love,
Invaded his space,
For a week and a piece,
I truly was his sugar and lace,
I still am,
In heart and mind and dreams, still so close
He was nothing more than gentleman,
Although, many think him mental man,
He is an awesome writer,
For  in this his realm I do defend,
This dark writing man,
Showed nothing of the blackness,  
In which he delights,
His fierce pen, he wields in spite,
Sharp as vicious stiletto heel,
Piercing hearts,
Although his writes are often black,
Inside his heart is ****** white,
Pure with imagination and pen  pushing power!
Copyright, Olivia Kent 27/04/2013.

Whirlwind demonic dervish, lights flash,
Psyche rides alive!
Schizophrenia bites, jagged knife blade, soul caught, brain flavour caught, snatched by diathermy wires...!
Burning always,
No, not me, someone long ago once known, dead in body...don't  know how deceased..!
Found alone in chair, cold stone!
Left  bejewelled gift,
Pure  treasure chest ,
Legacy of dream escape,
Female child now twenty three!
Livvi Kent27/04/2013
(no he was actually really sweet just very messed up Not the demonic man from "Secret Conception", that was just a write!)

Whirlwind demonic dervish, lights flash,
Psyche rides alive!
Schizophrenia bites, jagged knife blade, soul caught, brain flavour caught, snatched by diathermy wires...!
Burning always,
No, not me, someone long ago once known, dead in body...don't  know how deceased..!
Found alone in chair, cold stone!
Left  bejewelled gift,
Pure  treasure chest ,
Legacy of dream escape,
Female child now twenty three!
Livvi Kent27/04/2013
(no he was actually really sweet just very messed up Not the demonic man from "Secret Conception", that was just a write!)

Drifting, drowning in obsession,
Well, maybe, not really,
Able at last in words,
To release the one and only, Livvi,
Welcome in the real me,
On the way to feeling free!
Don't do religion,
Never will,
Biological science, my believing thrill,
Human being...or been,
Perhaps,
Hold my job down,
Don't always know how,
Sometimes work's my holy cow,
Provides, milk ,meat and honey,
Time and time again,
Hormonally,
If only,
Good God, I wish I could be free, not really blasphemy!
From mediocre life's constraints,
****** brighter picture paints,
Lost in a fog, panic mode, abused,
All too stupid to lose independence, it seems,
Stuck mid ladder, can't hit up,
Can't go down, frozen in space,
Inspiration fading fast,
Sat in land where cloud cuckoo's sing,
Music feeds my head released,
Corrs, sing love some more,
Well maybe some less!
Chilling on a sorry , sunny Sunday morn,
Can only be the best!
Livvi Kent 28/04/2013

Shrouded in black,

Dear heart departs,

As writing soul  flies,

Engraved deep epitaph ,tablets of ancient stone,

Memorial stones morose, sombre in grey with fur of yellow lichen,

Pavements, flagstones,inscribed with memories dear,

Glimpsed in morning, mourning sun, alone,

Words eroded after many years bathing, soaked with maiden angels' tears,



Dried out again with sunshine's kiss,

These words they state,

May we not forget  past soul,



Lyrical words lift a song from sad heart,

Screams emotional rescue at times,



Letters of love filled with devotion,

Causes sweet release of emotions,

Words pasted on pages,

Imagination creation,

Words trap interest at first glance, Love in words,  

At first sight, perchance,

****** them catch them,

Keep them close  in your heart every day,

Fill up life, with words unfurled,

Words in technicolour,

Clouded in blue,

Use of profanity,

Well that's nothing new!

Orated in Shakespeare's play, sung in aria,

Opera adorns ears,

Words used in crosswords or cross words,

Word Play!

Child educated in fine art,

Writing divine,

Such worthy art in need, indeed!

Mouthful of words all arty and farty...bouncy, total joy!

Phraseology,plays intense on a mind, a poet at play,

Livvi Kent 28/04/2013

Acidic Memories of Flying Free on LSD!
(FOR J,S, and N.S)!!
Miniscule piece of blotting dot,
Slices through my brain...
Swear I felt it sitting there,
Time and time again,
Stereo sound distorted,While wild mind cavorted,
Feeding much imagined images,
Mirages in a mist,
The light fantastic, it was stripped,
Brain enlightened as she tripped,
Is it night time?
Dark or Light time?
Haven't got a clue,
Free riding wild,
Runs as sparkly space pilot,
On the end of the bed,
Hell on earth,
I lost my head!
Was that funny micro-dot, purple, pink or blue,
Confused in a bedroom,
Where the hell is the door?
Couldn't escape, till toxic fit left..
After too many hours,
Shut my eyes,
Tried to sleep,
Not a chance in hell,
My mind flew well,
Trippping on flashes of dots and of dashes,
Colours of rainbows,
Flew through my head,
So much more so when I needed my bed !
CopyrightLivvi Kent 30/04/2013

Touch of featherdown,

Dresses my skin,

Peachy wrapped in satin,

Love washed from Crimson eyes once imprisoned,

Safe from realms of yesterdays tears,

Heart squashed into cylindrical pendulum,

Swinging in rhythm as metronome beats,

Metronome describes no rhyme or reason,

Just tap, drip, drip annoys,

As tears dry!

Livvi Kent 01/05/2013

As marionette magical,
Darling,I will walk for you,
Miles on end,
Clack wooden feet, noisily,
Need you to know I'm here, dear,
My prince, heaven sent,
Pull my strings,
I'll dance for you,
Give me a chance,
I'll romance for you,
A pirouette whirl for you, from your girl,

My wooden heart was splintered,
When you went,
You dropped my strings,
Wait and see what true love brings,
No more the fool who plays around!
No more puppet, lots more dancing!
Copyright Livvi Kent 01/05/2013

Blush!

The blush of pinkish,
As flamingo fandangos,
In rhythmic tangos,
Long legs centrally bent as she stands,
Flamingo masquerades as delicate swan!
Sort of strutting,
Elegant,
Thought not!
Woman masked as flaming flamingo.
Lady tall in height,
Wistfully wishes on starlight night, bright,
Clear eyes sparkle,
A tint of mystery's mystique,
No teardrops,
He fed her fire with touch of love,
As if were both sent from above,
Two strange birds can only tell,
If love will grow or tears well!
Passion kissed her on her cheek,
Left her blushing scarlet,
Jesus wept and cried out loud,
'This woman,
She's no harlot,'
Both dangling suspended in ether clouds ,
Dozy as hell,
These two dreamy birds are two of a kind,
No similar creatures will you ever find,
He struts peacock feathers glory.
She blushes,
Escaped from love story!
Eccentricity,
Idiosyncrasies,
Rule the day,
Hurry up,
Bring him back my way!


By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)

Give me love intravenously,
Love is my drug,
Injected by fairies,
Helping cupid on his rounds,
Me thinks his arrows went astray,
Somehow!
Punctured my heart,
She lies bleeding,
In muddles puddle,
Fractured dreams,
Encased in rose-hips hard,
Wrapped in shell of silver,
Tinged in green,
Rosebuds open,
Love blooms again,
Magnificent technicolour,
Dreams stated,
In this land,
Bereft, berated,
Jesus wept,
This thing called love is over-rated,
Really isn't all that great !
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)

Hole (Dark Humour)

Whole body placed,
a soul in hole!

Deposited to fire,
Instead,

Does it matter if you're dead?

Your feelings are lacking,

Nerve endings are still!

Inter me maybe, under the hill,

Throw my body on the tip,

Don't think that's really very hip,

Or cool,

When you're dead,
You're no-ones fool,

Maybe sling me in the sea,

In Singapore perhaps,

Haw Haw!

Got nobody,

Need no more!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)

In an evening,
Washed with love,
Writing,
Tranquility and thunder in one afternoon,
Like fresh laundry,
Clean,
Newly refreshed,
Invigorated
New life's lease!
Raring and excitable,
As wild child plays,
Wallowing,
In styles novel!
Provoked into action,
While arrows fly,
Origami swans created,
Folded wings tinged with pastel tints,
Dripped from loves pipette!
A miracle constructed,
From twisted paper,
Origami swan can't fly,
Unless caught on gentle breeze,
Gentle breeze,
Brings allergens sneeze!
Captured in sunlight's mesh,
Studied through patterns from a picture book,
Designed with child in mind!
COPYRIGHT LIVVI KENT 27/05/2013,

Talk me down,
In meadows,
Lush,
Come touch me,
Undress me,
Love me,
Hold me,
In your heart and head,
As one,
Ravish me,
On fire,
While I'm dancing,
Through your art,
Hold my heart,
She'll kiss you,
When absent,
She will miss you,
Up and down,
Inside out,
She'll come along to greet you,
In style,
A fantasy met,
Talcum dusted,
Gold plated,
Saturated,
With her lovers art,
She bows to him,
In due respect,
And shares with him,
Her heart!
Ladylivvi 31/05/2013
All rights reserved!

Need for Sleep.

I sit,
Sleep stolen from mine eyes needs,
How wonderful to sit in land of dreams awake,
'Tis such a ***** of blood fueled,
Mine eyes with wakefulness,
A man who writes, keeps me alive,
When blessed sleep,somehow evades my gentle lids,
When your true love , he so forbade,
A haze of fashionable discretion snatches,
Life catches me stabs my heart,
her dry,
Poetry stabs mine,
In writing his art as true love binds!
By ladylivvi1

Loving You!

Love she holds a trumpet,
Which fills the world with joy,
Such a fantastic sound,
As she raises her love banners,
Ornate in wondrous glory,
Red and white profound,
Feeling blown away,
As love is all around,
Perhaps another fairy story,

Unfurl those flags of treasure,
Spread them high through turquoise skies,
Darts of sweet love's fireflies,
Skittish through the twilight,
In a slow dance we waltz,
Loving's such delight,
When the other's lovely,
And when the time is right!
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)