I'll never **** with her,
she's more lethal..
than a James bond villain…
Her legs have more power
than a Fukushima releasing
her poison between
I'm a rod and she's
the water containing my
but she evaporated,
that what I release is like a virus.
Contaminating the womb
of creative contagion...
You'll float in the abortion of my
chock hold of words...
You'll never be born, still born words,
I'll burn you in a shallow grave.
And you'll realise that I'm never to be ****** with.
My words were like a machete of gunfire cutting
you up before you even knew pain.
I'm a nationwide hunt, and you'll be buried
in my words,
shallow rhymes, given a urinated burial...
I'm relieved your here and not in my view.
After reaching the top and catching your breath you realize
You realize the view you are about to see could not be seen from below
What more do you need?
Brian Hill - #225
Get to the top...
small minds tend to think alike
often neglecting the minor details
no one comes close to envisioning
the impossible image i fathom
once you learn to see the bigger picture
ill share this vast canvas with you
saw a breath of mist
mist became a cloud
the view from space
Nature has it's wants
Wants what it wants when it wants
What is it missing
I believe it's missing love
I believe it's forgotten
I believe it can be saved
Listen to nature
It is telling us to stop
Stop, smell, view, and learn
Respect her wishes
She will be here long after
Let's not let her down
Brian Hill - 2019 # 220
Do you hear her call
This is not
This is simply
In time and
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Change up what you see
The world we live in changes
You will be surprised
Be surprised each day
Bring a new idea to view
New views encourage
Encouragement loves action
Action creates new ideas
Enjoy your changes each day
Brian Hill - 2019 # 211
New day, new view
There comes a time in everyone’s life
That time has come for many of you
Many of you believe that there is an after
An after where others are waiting
Waiting for you to come into view
A view that is unknown
Unknown till you arrive
Arrive at your lost car
Your car at the airport seems to be missing
You will find IT!
Brian Hill - 2019 # 204
Green and gold cover of soft grass
Dark Chocolate, thatched roof houses
Serpentine dirt roads
Lined by trees with flowers pink
Cold and white, the valley fog
Nature and its secrets
Unfold in colours so true