Kim Jun wigly ****
getting the bomb
by the way bad hair cut
and the of cut of your trowsers
Things Like this
you can not have
The BomB.

Please be careful
for America is stessTed
do not less them press the button
sorry my PC world
tells me me
Not supposed to say
nothing all good hear
Kim come on
get a grip
the word is never
for this will end all.

Just trying to catch me a ride
for all the ****** buses on a Sunday hiding
what's with the bus companies
are all they , atheists
can't get to church at all
not without a long ****** walk
makes me on gods holy day
makes me feel small
as explained to the almighty
make me think they do not care at all
one day they will get it
on a Sunday
it not all about profit
but the profits
God told me to get this off my chest

P.S. sorry God I was late.

Wings like petals
so gentle as you feel them
never try to hold them
or you'll pull off the scales
that form the wings
so small you never know
you felt them at all

Butterfly's kiss you on the eyes
all they want is water
and maybe to make your dreams work
or try even to talk
in morse code
who knows
please do not try to hit them

Butterflies are fragile
as am i
do not bring us down
it;s all to with scales
balancing trick
do not hurt
are ancestors.

O,           my,,       I am a shy thing,
P@ul
just like that
did bring him down
pulled his body to the ground
all most at once did say
lets
have
a
holiday

P@ul Hardwick,

Picture book on my lap
tell me all your known truth
give me your movement in time
forward after the fall
lepping forward from this moment on
to give you more light?

For you can take pictures of each other
loose your balance
and fall in love, with each other!

Think your 2 degrees out
no thats not a tear on my face
just still the cold winds in my eyes
and nothing
to do with me getting old
for this world is not so tame
**** like that happens.

1 degree on
the earth again moves with me
feel the warm on your face.

Thank you for those days
Earth thank you for again moving 3 degrees
lighting up my world with green
bringing up into your light
asking me, do you love me
and I do my earth.

the artist
whom likes to call himself poet
by emissions
that out his **** the gasses that come out
might just, might
be not smelling the truth
as highlighted by VW in the emissions test in the current news
and his defence would like you to know
it was his parents that like man what I am
and is no way reuposerble for any ****.

Then lick your face to fined your mouth
and shut you the **** up
woman
why do have to nag
me you hag
you know I love you
even after you left
and why are back here
******* here
telling me things
and just ******* with my brains.

If any heavy metal band is listen
I can write the rest of this

Not so sure poform it
But it's all There

You will find me standing on the corner
where push turned into shove.

How would I ******* know
they never say
never let me know
how they feel
or what ****** up there day
So how can I help?

All you need to do
is talk
that's how it's working for me
was that to surreal?
for you?
Must be the same for me?

**** got me a loop.

What I meant was
do you feel this world
or is that just me
if you see
someone fall over
does that not make you
feel her or him hurt
or just ******* turn away
smoke a ***
go inside your passage of life
and experience everything else which
you find there
and so I ask
you might be done
and married me
but
have you ever in your head
listen to me at all
or see me
what I am at all
turn the roundabout
the fair is in town
those clowns
scar me
much to much
makeup
they are not
even gay
or maybe
all my noise
makes
you
feel
unright

Don't worry we all end up dead.

Sorry was that
a spoiler
T    H    E        E      ND.
comes so quick.

Can you
eat your own words?
To me that does not seam right
anyway
what do they taste like
and will it make me phew k on a k.

Move my words on
not much of a page
as it stays blank
at times of fall
nothing grows here
no, wait!
Yes it does
did not see that there
for a second
like I have been transported
to a new place
out of this world
and there's me
think the only change was puberty
no, it not
for my new change is life itself
thank god it not a mirror
reflect on that
and support
hellopoetry.

Time has to come when man will change
take the time for my mind
I've got room for this and that
mostly makes me look a pratt
got to retain my satisfaction
and I will not lose that to my dying day
much make me the.
the person
I am.

Charlie Hebdo
my thoughts are with you
my words my dreams
and all that means
long live free speech
and god bless you all.

Charlie Hebdo
mes pensées sont avec vous mes mots mes rêves et tous ce qui signifient longtemps le discours libre de phase.

Mind closed
cleaning underway
does not mean I am not thinking anyway
or what which was up
or all the thoughts
that I would not tell you anyway

Cleaning Brain Washing
Dush it in the tub
rather lather up in water
no knocking on wood or rocks
imperial softer soaps
scented like a dream  

Best dressed
new scented
looking rather good
clear and clean
wet flour
do not slip or slide.

Tick Tock
around the clock
hands keep passing me by
I just care for you
and there's nothing any one can do.

But the flowers
still bloom in winter
under the limited sun
and that is there universe.

Close my eyes
as if I am blind
listen to only spoken words
hear things
then become confussed
who did to what and why?

I see clouds of   words
I see clouds of   l♥ve
I see clouds of   pain
I see clouds   that hurt
I see clouds of  shame
I see clouds of   time
I see clouds of   the past
I see clouds of  rain
I see clouds of  thunder
I see clouds   that teach us all
I see clouds of   things to give
I see clouds of  things to take
I see clouds in   my mind
I see clouds of   given time
I see clouds of   hell
I see clouds of   hate
I see clouds of   to celebrate
I see clouds of   lost in space

I see clouds of*   ME.

People are

like clouds

when they go away

everything's

s  u   n  s  h  i  n  e   !

Snow was falling
very cold night
the snow flakes looked so real
I just wanted to hold one
preserve one
hold it for the moment
be as one
but it melts in my hand
I feel like I am killing it
as it melts
Sammy comes over
my hands to hold
warms me up
with her good wishes
cooks food then gone
as you get old
and cold
you will die.

In my lemon scented head
I drift along
For I know you
You know me
and in my purple stormy sky's
when I feel blue
I take the hand of you
and you make me smile
Dreams would not hide me
with you beside me

So how can I help you dream more colours.

WELL  B L U E
in a corner one night
R E D
looked over Blues shoulder
and
P U R P L E
was born that night.

Blue walked into a bar
Remind me not to do that again
As he slipped down the wall
Orange sniggered
Almost fell off the chair
Slapped her drink down
Cut her finger
****** orange
Aqua's paranoia
Made her nightfall in
Blue murdered
As ordered a drink at the bar
Holding his head
Jack and Jill went on stage
Did their thing
Violet thew up into a what she though a bin
But was somebody's handbag
Yellow also thew up at that
Blushed and ran off
Purple her date
Was ******* at that
Wantted to fight all around.

and people worry!

About Black and White.

Now Blue sat at the bar ****** out of his mind
hand on an empty glass
pulling paper from the bottle label
at that moment
Sarlet walked in and sitting down beside him did order
a gin or two leving red lipstik on every glass
looked at him
and said what's the matter with you
Blue replied I am down
me to Sarlet said
and far as I can tell them two went on
to have three Purple babies.

And that's all you need to know about C o l OURS.

This week
I saw
just plane B L U e
so bright
it hurt
your eyes
and you
could feel it
in your brain
and
after that
I am just not
the same
and crashing cars
that my mate
Andy pulled off
a Polock that was just crap
Klee's wiggling lines
My head is full of colours.

all read
in BLACK
AND
WHITE
and nots forget
RED
met
WHITE
and did turn PINK
and after her first child did turn
BLUE
and after the doctors
PURPLE
but with help
ruturn'ed to a
YELLOW
nice and mellow.

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.

Come on all you rollin stones
get inside my head
I feel it is safe now
from there we can own
everything that is surreal
Dali would be pleased with me
as all your dreams go on
just write them down now
and my ex wife is not about
so she can not play
with the things inside my head
or anything that I am
so come be one with me.

Come on buy a time share in my head
there's no other place to be
who's knows where it will take yah!
come on dream with me
pay your money and lets go
you know it makes sense
and all those placeses you've never or i have yet been,
yet to be visited
buy that time in my dreams of mine
come on buy a time share in my head
my limited look at time
that all fits into my head
so just sign on the dotted line

X..........................................................­

Come on buy a time share in my head.

Do stars sing songs
come on really
I know my telescope is good
the stars alway's come out bright
but my telescope has no ears
and all I see is bright light
but hear nothing
So
come on really!