you said sunlight
wave after wave
is an endless mercy
given to us all

Greenville, 10 AM
I see water dripping off
their tiny black hands in the street
i hear their laughter echoing out
like wind chimes up the shadows of the city block
heat flows out of their purple heads
and carries up into the chlorine air
into the orchestra of traffic
through which
we vanish
like smoke

Drive down to the coast,
Meet me on the shore,
I'll take your hand,
I'll show you where the waves collide,
Crash together,
Be together,
Getting closer and closer all the time.

My last hope.


In a world of death and chaos, you are a sunbeam.
In a war against the senses, you are serene.
In another midnight of madness, you are our last hope.
In a land without true love, you stand with the many, as one.


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There is nothing chivalrous about a ******.


In days of yore, when the rain did pour;
Inside an inn, they spoke of was and when.
Even then their present was defined by their history,
As they prepared to march off to war again.


With muddied boots, we stomp on those which we call our enemy.
With feasts of meat and ale and fruit, we happily fill our bellies.
We raise the roof with our own self-importance.
We sing of past deeds and of how the battles were won.
Where we once used swords so chivalrously,
Now we fight each other using any surreptitious means;
Instead of swords, now we use guns.


Will we ever learn to end these battles
We insist on having with our fellow humans?
We are righteous in our reasoning, never mind the consequences.
If I am stood before God and He asks me to defend humanity;
Humanity shall stand alone; indefensible and defenceless.


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Fake news


A man was seen walking down the street,
Greeting people;
No souls on his feet.


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Tiger


From the darkness comes a sound.
A heavy footstep on the ground.
The Earth it shakes and twigs are heard to break
And all the animals quickly run away.


From the shadows there comes a growl,
From a beast so deadly foul.
It moves so slowly as it prowls,
In search of something to ****; its face a picture of scowl.


Within the trees it is camouflaged.
It blends into the background
And from the jungle there comes an “arggh!”
A man to death is eternally bound.


The claws that rip and tear at skin,
Before the teeth sink deeply in,
To such soft flesh; the touch of death
And at the end there is little left,
To ever say man stood at this point.
The bones skinned bare of muscle on joints.
All that remains is the sleeping tiger, next to a pool of blood.
He is the lone survivor, for this is his neighbourhood.


Later as the tiger leaves,
The remains remain hidden behind the trees
And all that was, is no more.
All that is left are the prints of the paws,
That lead away through leaves of green.
A broken path is all that is left to be seen.


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With the last match in my box
I'll set myself alight
So you may feel the warmth

One solemn tear doesn't even last
As it's vaporised by the heat
Of this lonely broken heart

Could this bee the end of Bee Bee?


Humble came flying through the trees,
After the evil Blues-Bee
And Humble could see Bee Bee up ahead,
Being chased by their enemy.


Humble was trying to dodge the Blues-Bees fleas,
As they were leaping through the air at him.
He would kick the ones behind so hard,
Punch the ones in front of him with a grin
And dodge the stones the worms were hurling up,
With their tail’s being used like catapults.
All the while, Humble was speeding as fast as he could,
To save Bee Bee from the Blues-Bee, for he was no good.


Two fleas leaped at Humble and he dived down to avoid them
And they crashed into each other with an almighty bang;
But as Humble looked up, all he could see was the Blues-Bee,
Flying over the cliff edge, chasing Bee Bee, oh dang!


As Humble flew after them, he saw the Blues-Bee,
Suddenly change direction and fly off into the distance.
Bee Bee was not in front of him, so Humble stopped and turned around.
Bee Bee was lying on the ground; her face had a look of sadness.
The Blues-Bee had stung her heart and she was hurt,
But they had been through too much together,
For Humble to ever bee losing her!
So he flew to her as fast as he could.
She said it doesn’t look good,
Honey.
A light bulb appeared in Humble’s mind.
Honey!  You’re right!  
Honey would bee good to fight,
The bitter sting of The Blues-Bee.
She needs a remedy.


She said I have used all of my supply; I have nothing left to give;
But Humble did.
He reached into his fur coat and in the pocket next to his heart,
He found the *** of Honey, Bee Bee had given to him,
When they first started dating.
He had kept it from the very start.


He took out some honey and covered the wound,
Then he said to Bee Bee, I’ll take care of you.
As he held his hand where Bee Bee had been stung,
He gave her a kiss and from behind the grey clouds above,
Out came the sun…


It shone directly on Humble and Bee Bee as they kissed.
When they had finished kissing, Bee Bee said,
Look out Humble!  He is behind you!
As Blues-Bee sped towards Humble determined to not miss.
Humble held Bee Bee tight and with all his might,
He used his wings to protect them both,
As Blues-Bee’s shadow removed the light.


Blues-Bee crashed into Humbles back, stinger first
And then bounced off Humble and began to cry.
My stinger…Not my last words…why!?
What have you done Humble?
Why did it not go through your wings?
Humble turned around to face Blues-Bee and said,
You never believed in any kind of love.
I always believed.


So now you can fly along,
It won’t take long
And I will take my wife home with me.
And you?
You will soon bee gone.
It’s time for us to leave him behind Bee Bee.


Blues-Bee flew into the sky and around in circles for a while;
He didn’t know where to go.
As Blues-Bee fell from the sky to never bee seen again,
Bee Bee pulled the stinger from Humbles wing
And said that must sting.
It’s left a little hole.


That doesn’t matter; I can still fly.
So let me fly you home before we lose the light.
You know you called me Wife when you were talking to him?
You do realise we’re not married, right?
Well I thought if you would like to bee my Queen,
Then that is something we could try to fix tonight.
We could go get married soon, if you like?
You haven’t even proposed!  
You never know.  I could say no.
With you I always know, that you are my only choice.
My inner bee speaks with your voice.
You are my way to happiness;
You are the best I will ever get
And if you say you will not marry me, then I will bee heartbroken
And love will never bee and my heart will never rejoice,
But at least I know, knowing you left me awoken.


Well I had better say yes then;
Can’t have you giving up on love.
It’s the best thing that you do.
I think it’s time I was more than your girlfriend.
You know you do have that huge heart of yours.
I guess the stories of love are true.


So Yes!  I will marry you Humble!
I want to fly with you…forever more.
Together we can Bumble.


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