19 th October 2016
**Writing happened overnight
Some pent up thoughts
Confused no where completely understood
Clarity and Connect
With self
The need to express well

Wrote the night whole
Out ,came The Soul '

Held defences high
Not wanting to break the shell
Some chapters always
Skipped
Escaped
Deleted
Never to be visited

Yet life can be strange and funny
However well planned
It takes it own course
Makes you read listen and understand
And learn those very lessons

The student in me
Awakened Anew

Glad to have found my words
Or maybe the words found me
The right tone for the inner voice
Well timed
No more confined

What peace it seemed, in the orange sun on this day
the colour that of jasper sunsets
yet it was 2:52pm


and I could think of nothing
but you


as the sand blew from the Sahara
the aftermath, the eye of that hurricane,
hazing in it’s most humid saffron


Isn’t chaos such a horrifically beautiful concept?
perhaps only that.


Filled with rage, rage that tastes like raw Astrid copper
copper so heavy that turned the sun
the sun that lit up my moon


And turned my chaos, to peace
For you could stop hurricanes

my serenity,
my wonder,
my love.

We laid underneath
the stars by the fire
as you held me close
and whispered literal
sweet nothings
into my ear
so i could open up
for you like a sunflower
opens itself up in the spring

The october breeze of the wind
fell in love with the afternoon light
materialising the things with shadows
clinging to be seen in my sight
Smoking and remembering
those moments we seemed bright
in this cold and lonely hour
of my hopelessly messy life.
I remember you said
I will never be alright
I walk slowly into the edge
As I confessed before I took flight
I didn’t look well, my eyes swell
and I silently cried
**** again, for the last time
you are definitely right.

The grey clouds stormed over
The gusts of wind pushed through
The air screamed, "I'm back"
My heart dropped