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Peter Kiggin Jun 2016
Two roads cross

You are beautiful
I smell of manure
You are magnificent
I am a fake immitation of my own mirror image
You are statuesque
I am a hunchback with toe nails like a wolf claw
You are generous
I am poor
You are a star
I am a comet that is being drawn in by the sun
You are amazing
I merely count my fingers and my thumbs
You are a flying hawk
I am a mouse caught in the hawks mouth for dinner;what pleasure
resolve
Peter Kiggin Jan 2017
Untold

Grant me passage along your path
Just memories of 20 years aftermath
Paragraph by paragraph
Fore fathers now we pay with gruesome wrath

I still see you in my minds eye
Wander what your doing I always sigh
People run in circles trying to catch themselves going by
If I'm honest with you my soul is always aching to once again just fly
Nails in my coffin
Peter Kiggin Jun 2017
Walking in a certain way.

The birds aren't singing today
It's raining so kids stay in instead of going out to play
I walk up town and see there's nothing to see but alley ways
I sit on a bench in the gardens so pretty in all colours but they are crying for sunshine I would say
I walk over a bridge far from home and stop to watch as the water runs never stays
Something amongst the trees watches me and I start to pray
Alone in a forest I shouted hey
He ran like the water from the brook gone astray on this rainy day
Water trickles down my back and I shiver and think of home but it sounds very grey
I always walk by the nurses quarters to see if I can glimpse the nurse with the long red hair and then I walk away always dismay
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Wishes and Rainbows will solve it all

Wishes of you in my arms as my love was true
Soft are your lips woman but I can't get next to you
If I thought another man could love you as much as I do
I am the only fox left that the hounds and their horses will never deny me of your eyes so blue
When you look at the moon tonight think of me kissing your neck so long and smooth
I stand under electric lights in the streets so cold just to see you walk into a liars arms through and through
You see the future is looking bright as a hundred rainbows will cover me and you and come morning orange and lemon grass will be the dew
I can see it in my minds sight like a sign that changes will make things right and you will see it too
impulsively
Peter Kiggin Feb 2017
Within


The Sun still shines until the clouds blow in
I can't see the colours quite the same as light grows very dim
I feel pain within
I have cared for people all of my life but now it's time to sink or swim
My dream is to be someone who never fakes life and tries to stop evil begin
I feel pain within
We believe in many things through out our lives but the one thing I'm sure of is the light is inside everyone as long as we have the courage to let it in
I submerge myself with thoughts of things that will happen and have already begun but we know no one will win
All that I know is that pain is within.
Within
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Words are all I have

I see mirrors everywhere I look
Are they reflections of a book

In ancient times what is written shall be
I believe too in the power literary

It brings people together to discuss
It is clear as day for some lustrous

People live and die but words will never ever rust
So I put to you the words in trust

I bring chaos were I feel I must
I am forever a poem to remember not just
Bricks
Peter Kiggin Apr 2017
Your Eyes

It looks like I never knew you but only for the best
A cloak of a lover who's heart beats beneath his chest
My eyes could barely see you only beauty purchase left
A soul in total turmoil and in nature I am blessed
I couldn't have picked another from a thousand trees I guessed
I would have only ruined another and fate leaves fallen on your breast
Every day my eyes worsen with all the colour but your eyes I'll keep in my heart for best.
Tragedy
Peter Kiggin Jan 2017
Your love


Orange peel squeeze sweet juice with a little zing
Sun as hot on brow that makes sweat drip salty ting
All day gather much fruit till fill the sacks for tomorrow mornings shopping
I go lay in shade with long green grass and dream sweet scented woman is lightly holding
As the purple sky turns to red I look at your lips and cannot resist a touch not bruising
Oranges are plentiful around these parts but your love is simply timeless and willing
smells, pictures, feelings

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