Before the **** gets blown into that fan over there.

Nope for those
that think in double DD
not one of those

I met here then knew
she was for me
she carried all hers
in a cage
those  **** of hers
in parts yellow, sometimes blue
well I just fell in love with her so
and admired
those birds in her cage.

It all kicked off
got hit in the head understand.

P@ul.

Dip drop words
for today
make it a slow feed
for my mouth feels almost full
but if it dose get like that
you can give me interveinus
just put it in my arm
all the same to me
for I almost dead
do not ask me what to after
for I am dead
and do not give ****
not now, my problem.

when I was younger than today
children where seen but never heard
but now I get old I would like to believe
I have grown wiser
but in some way's never heard
feel the young do not understand
all I get is LOL's
and ***'s
and what words are those
to be using on old people
THAT's far out Man!
look I know best it's
in my jeans
ok made of Demon
but you know what
I am like when I get a rash
my skin peel's off and all that cream
in the day's of my youth
we amused ourselves
like you never could
you need interaction

So   *******   off   and I told you so!

What a word
that is
whom named it this
it is root that gives you a black mouth
O **** now I got black people involve
also blacks your teeth
hey come on I did not do it
but the taste of that black root
in my memory unfolds as sweet
silken and warm in the mouth
so who the **** named it.

Sure it dose
but this question I have found out
dose not apply to MAN
and at no time  to be answered.

Just a bit of female POP art see

boys like me
just stand back and stare
do not bring your hands above your waist
and god forbid, make with your fingers that picture window
as to get it all in the frame.

NO  no  no  NONE! of this.

just except she has a big ***
and she is the girl you feel in love with
even your mother told you so.

while we on the subject
at a fair
never take into the hall of mirrors.

Just listen and have a great time
feeling for you

P@ul.

Like another way of speaking
but no not at all
for if you find something exciting
was it part of my brain
for I do not know where it has gone
lost it on distant shore
it fell out of my trunks
no do'nt **** it
just pop it back in my head
you guy's so do not need Androids

I  see all the things
I do not want to see
for nothing is easy
and time get's me more worried
the squeeze is look at what you have
and get inside your brain more
loving what you have

OR is just that ME!

If you can call them that
is what I like to do
and they do not always rhyme
but that's
a thing I do not fear about
for it's words that find the soul
and make you cry, smile and have those bandy legs
so I just hope you can grove on it

now was I just a kid in Daylesford Road
and all the women are my mom
but dad you fear
and listen out for him coming home from work
he did not have to hit you
just give you that look
that said I am so disappointed

Trips into real world.

Candles are in churches
and when we light one
we know a new energy is born
people are like candles
we are born
and alight
an in our teens burn into the night
and even sometimes burn both ends
running our batteries low
fall in love
and charge our batteries right up
then when back on both feet
the ******* thing
happens again
until we burn ourselves right out
and on that day
the smoke of what we was rose onward up

Thats why I cry at Candles.

Could have been just me
but then you would say
sod the *******
but I feel my heart beat
so I am still alive
A man with no answers
maybe I have gone blind
not seeing the whole truth
or maybe love struck
and anything you do
is ok with me
* no ********
that was my mind
imploding on me
and blowing
me the **** right out.

Sinai sat on the stone
combing her hair
un aware of
of what was happening to her
as the door
that appeared behind her
swung open
into a another universe
she must have felt its heat
But no
Sinai combed on
at this point like me
your shouting out

LO O K  B E Hind YOU!

But NO!
not a poem like that
instead
out of the doorway
stood out
the mad axa man of her dreams
and with a pear of scissors
cut of all her spilt ends.

But if not
I am dreams
I am you feeling your own soul
I am creative
like you have never known
I slip from moods like that
so **** the all off
but I am still human
and my words are not
for my words are expression
and from this day to that
I do not know
how they will fall out
all I do
is put them on a page
and sort of colour it up
giving emotion
that maybe
you did not have
but the best
would be to make you cry.

All the women I have met
made me sleep
on the left side on the bed
now for years
this bothered me
for I did not know why
but after meeting a samurai
I know well
sleeping on the left
leaves your sword hand free.

P    O    W.

Do you find
them days
when you
don’t know who you are
am I black or white
or do I process more colours
than that
look in a mirror *****
**** I am male
that took me by surprise
so no excuses
just has to be said

breath in through you nose
breath out
relax
study what is this all about
I am not black
nor white
just something in-between
god how will I ever have *******
being me
or post a picture thats not real
no that’s not me
thats like selling
a tyre
that’s grip is made of putty
from your action
your going to **** some one
and that’s not me

well you sure ant crying
so feel no shame
wipe those tears of your face
and go on just be you

OK seams like a plan.

Hi all
now I feel small
My poetry
if you can call it that
is just me and thoughts
so never lose sleep over it
it is the working's of my mind
when I on I invent it
it comes from my dreams and very soul
if it ever offends
at all please know
I   L  O   V  E
you all.

Trying to make you love
shaking like a leaf
but I have to question
your motives here
Sweet, Sweet,   she tasted
but now your gone
there no store on the internet
where I can buy these things from
These are the times
we live in
need I say more.

You tell me you'r not
as you have those bar codes scanned
polish it up make it work
pass it through the till of life
and meet me in my universe
of ages
while I make fire
cook real meat
taste the passing time of ages.

When you live in your head
It's nice having a holiday on the planet Zanussa.

The shores
go in and out
with the tides
for Zanussa has three moons
the sky's are purple
may be indigo
but like you never seen them before
and every night is a blue moon
and I mean blue
no yellow sands on them shores
and all the girls
have three ****
two on the front
like us
one on the back
they sleep on there sides
**** knows
where there Virginias are
for I have never come across one.

What is a dream
other than that
will not exist
dreams are your very soul
have you not hold of this
thought I told you
then it's me a miss
so I need some loving good
if I am getting back here this day
or I might go away
to a land not fort
where I mite be harmed



P @ u l.

Man at the station did this thing
still laughing now
he did this thing
a big sneeze
and it sounded just like a ****
do you think when he farts
its sounds like a sneeze
what a party trick.

P @ u l  has no style
when he wakes up
hard to tell if is a human being
but  P @ u l  exists
and thanks to hello poetry
here he types
all the things
he thinks he like to write
but  P @ u l  writes more
all the things others should not see
and keeps them
in his Bank see.

Say what I want
for nobody reads what I write.

It was the other night
my life become mixed up
as I did what I always do
taking my pills before I go off to bed
well must have mixed up the jars
reaching the top of the stairs
when from the landing
my head took off blasting my mind
up to mars
so from now on like Alice
I'm going to keep them
in different coloured jars.

This one is so going to be looked at
by the men in Black
so don't say
I told you
maybe ever the KGB who knows.
As neil steped out
the first words were not this one step ect.
it was neil saying buzz
got a problem
what neil
the elastic just gone on my dippers
and the installer liquid is tricking into my boots
at that buzz got onto nassa
Houston we have a problem
the elastic gone in neils dippers
**** drifting around
inside neils suit
and man do I have to live with him
all the way back
for we have no shower.

We all remember the burt's  and Penny's
all those we never have names for
whom made our lives never the same
schoolish pranks
for fun, and to make them look good
well burt you should have seen me smile that night
as I ****** you wife
e.mail me if you want the other ear ring
and Penny, who knew you are gay
I will buy the videos

Now I feel better.

Manic depression is frustrating mess
it is capturing my soul.

I want to talk about brain cells
when you see that flash in your eye
thats you bouncing off the cell walls
and it's die'in
and god knows I have lots of those
and in the brain will never be replaced
for after 22 you brain starts die'in
but some good news
I am much more wiser than I ever was before
if I can remember what it was
did you see that flash
it just happened again.

The first day I met yah
I was looking into the sky
Ossey's eyes where wide open when he wrote this
people tell me I need love but how wrong they can be
when all it is to be left alone
for I was born without you all
I just like seeing all your words inside my head
some nights you can see it written all over my face
I'd  like them more expressive
but no that's just me
and not for you to worry about
but if you want to
I will see how they will fit into my head now
people say
your poems
they do not scan
well that's just me
the man I am
the man that can
and if you think
that is not right
then my surreal head
is wasted

and I can't do much for you man or princess.

To find
a ******* bookworm
had crawled inside my ear
now it's eat words inside my head
I can't tell the one's for I forget
makes me feel kind off balance
do not know where I am going
think it was, from here to, I forget!

On a road to nowhere
with pictures of you in my head
on a road to a hidding
for you are better then my mind has ever been

stay with me in body
I do not give a dam about your soul
for I am not the man you thought I am
I just this biker man

and all I need is my biker friends
and some good rock'n'roll
to be happy
but you want to change all that

so i am on the road to nowhere
go anywhere and seeing what happens there
for here as you tell me
is just    M  E    *******  ME.

The first thing I noticed
was how cold my feet are
The second
man I'am naked, a feeling of being born again
The third
was how abel I have become
The forth
was how did you get here, did you sneak inside my head
The fifth
was how to love, and how it bits you in the shin
The sixth
was there's no life belt outside of my head
The seventh
was that heaven only exists in your minds and nothing outside
The eighth
was pain, as my body burns, in this your creative hell
The ninth
was to be myself
The tenth
to get back inside of head.

have you ever thought
what might happen
if the book worm turns
falling from his shelf
with all the things he knows
thats why I feed my inner
book worm so he grows and grows.

Hell sat down arms around his knees
rockin back and forth
hope slump down next to hell
I can not know how those people did not know I was really trying
hope cried out what the hell
Hell then replied
don't bring me into it
that was the first time hope talked with hell
now finding some common ground
peace accord.

When I awoke today
while walking down the street
and looking at my feet
it came across my mind
as the sun beat down
I was looking at yesturday's shadows
when your shadow walk next to mine
and seamed to make me feel whole
and now that shadow was just mine
and feeling the hole within my soul
I longed for yesterday's.

Dust on my hands
dust in the air
that dust gets every where
dust it off
go on with life
and wait till the new dust blows
covering you from head to toes
o' no
dust in my hair.

We road the seventh lift up to the seventh flour
this building had many more flours
I felt the wait in my head
the lift made noise
feeling like wait less now
for seven minutes we rode
and feeling my mind come back and my gut
one of seven doors I must now choose
and in a strange way the doors did not part
but lifted up
revealing this man like nothing I have dreamed in the last seven years
his seven white beards did become
one of seven elf’s
the elf’s did sit me down
and having seven conversation
I think they all did say
maybe seven times in my head
do you have the seven seals?

Many years ago in my youth
we are talking 60's man
a girl called Lil
told me so
saying peace has become a ***** word
I ask why so?
she said it used to be good
but now the politicians have taken it on
and have given it current misuse
and all the good things like   L OvE   have become maybe
if the   G O D   DAM!
thing fits maybe
before that it was all about LoVe
and your soul
so Lil pronounced peace
has become a ***** word
with so much misue
at that my druged mind exploded
all the rest was far out!

Where i am going
I don't know
I am just doing, well something
station man i've been waiting
can you tell me when we are leaving
or where I am going
just want to go home
so station man
tell me which way's home.

Mind where you walk
for you will hear people say
keep off the grass man
and you know
that's a thing I am not going to do
and that's why you found me laying here
watching the clouds passing me by
and hearing the music of the wind
enjoying the feelings of a nuclear sun
and in my mind writing
JUST
Keep off the my ******* grass man.

Think of a ball in your mind
pass it to me
I toss it back playfully
what do you mean it is gone
did you not try to catch it it with your brain

I sometime wonder why I play at all.

I've pulled the musle that is my mind
the sounds that come in
hurt within my ears
my thoughts no longer clear
then words that my mind makes no sense off
but no pain, seam to give something
but nothing at all
If I think of red
it comes out blue
or more ;like purple
how can a man live like this no way
think I have ruptured my brain
will never think the same now
as I look out my window
what I will call wet now falls, from there
it runs things that are colours into my mind
now my arm feels numb
but in some ways tinggles
making a controdition in it's self

I think?

When you smile today
after those ****
we smiled so much
you hurt my face
and now your gone
my face will smile no more
I think it is broken.

Standing on a hill side
my mind wonders free
the grass is very green now
the air quite clean
been standing here for some time
before you came to me
your hand started to call me
I wondered over the green grass to where you stood
you asked me
do you love me?
I said, how can I love you
if I do not love myself.

Why, why, why
do you say things like that?
those words
my mother, always told me be what you want to be
be kind, do not hurt, so I won't
but living with you gives me hurt
how can you think, that I want to think like you
for I can not even begin to do that
it's my birthday, very strange day, I don't like this day
it makes me me fall small

W     O     M     A     N
why do
Y O U
say things like that,
and ask me why do I close my mind?

so now I will say nothing
and realise, your the same as me.

This is
A
B   A   D

tomorrow
and a bad day Today.

People ask me, so here it is
I create this stuff here
live, right here, on Hello Poetry
that's why, is has, mist spellings and stuff
now I feel like a wizard
dipping my toe into all your worlds
but this is not your world it's mine
an I keep it so
if my colours spill out
well that your own problem
wipe them up, smer them over with white
and go on write over the top
I always do
and that's what make me me
I have alway's said.
and all the things that I tell you
are no wear from here
well more like, in my world.


Hope this help's.

This is meant for me myself
a person who I feel it hard to get alone with
never knowing what I might think next
and when the surreal spirit truth
what that mind might do next
stand back
let me expand this stuff
maybe now I do not paint enough
but when I paint I get colours
all over my mind
flowers burst, in yellow and oranges
against a deep colbolt blue
still my brush is in my hand
so nobody should read this truth.


P@ul.

You can feel them, they are part of you
they bounce of your soul echo back into your mind
make idears, find new words there
pulse's so you find them change
there being in time and space
words that never meant a thing to you
words can make me feel invisable
they can make see,
waves on the shore, of time, lapping, ******* @ my mind, and my feet.