"hayley" poems
bon scott plays up a VOLCANO IN GUATEMALA
you see i start a partying in the night today
we are rocking and a rolling, yeah party, yeah
ya see we bring that volcano down to gualamala
yeah it’s about as cool as eating a banana
rock, ****** rock this volcano made ‘em rock
bring this party to the other end and rock
guatemala, is rocking tonight with malt and lava
is a rocking all night long
you see the house is a rocking, don’t bother knocking
yeah we will party, party we shall
rock this volcano, wreck the old life, WOW
i am going to get my spirit, and shake it down there
make all the people guatemala grin and ****** bare
and now i welcome slim dusty, i would love to have a beer with him
we drink in moderation dude, but our future, looks quite dim
yeah, we’ll drink in the town and country dudes
the people of guatemala feel distraught
cause we sent a big volcano, dude, from jupiter moon, that’s right
you see now we bring robert palmer in
how can it be permissible, oh yeah
this volcano in guatemala is unstoppable, ha
i wish there were ways to end it yeah
i would grab a methane and top it on ya, yeaH
It’s a strange occurrence first, it’s ****** hot, oh yer
it really destroys guatemala, dude the volcano is simply unstoppable
the walls are are shaking, the floor is melting
ya see, yeah we are covered in lava, and feel like ya melting
then i get up and look around, and i look up and see a volcano thrashing guatemala
ya see the volcano shook this town all night long
we’ll party on all night long
and then i get down and look around, to see if nobody has tipped methane on slim
you are hayley from bratayley
you are cool, the coolest dude around
i get up, and we’ll party down, we’ll drink ‘em down
then the old old man let’s out a big big frown
and i see barry allan as he walks past, i said come in bas boy, party on
and i tip a methane smoothie on barry, which shook the town of guatemala all night long
the methane shook it all night long
then slim dusty said, i will get a baked potato baked potato toast and jam
jupiter shook the guatemala volcano all night long, my dear
slim then said, watch bratayley, for me with new families, peter sergeant from canberra and ivy gimbert
and ivy and peter walked in and said, would you stop singing it up here
cause we need some COOL, for earth
baked potato baked potato, uhhhh baked potato
and then bon scott came up and said, PARTY PARTY,
and rock guatemala, while your at it, OK
AND we’ll keep this party rolling guatemala volcano malt and lava
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Slim dusty got a bunny and frisbee was it's name and it has a little harness tied to his back
Slim carries it around through sick and well
The bunny is so cute can't you tell
You see this is part of slim's next life which is looking after bunny rabbit named frisbee
The bunny has three K9 siblings named piper and Winnie and gg and each day the dogs will get aqquainted with it
And slim dusty says to the bunny I want to play with you
Yeah dumpity Doo Doo Doo
Slim dusty remembers singing when the pub had no beer and he sang looking forward looking back and he sang Duncan about a man who likes beer
Now slim is hayley in a band called flair and more
Slim dusty has a bunny and frisbee was it's name
He picks it up and says I think you are the best bunny by far
Slim dusty has a bunny and frisbee was it's name
*** pa pa *** pa pa
Cute little bunny rabbit
I love to cuddle the bunny
He is very cute
I feel great saying to the bunny
Cutey cutey cute cute cute
We party in our house with the 2 dogs watching on
He is a cute little bunny
Easter is coming soon for frisbee
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC
I wish i had a daddy .
I wish i was the little princess of a daddy.
I wish i had a daddy to take me shoping
I wish i had a daddy to come in my bedroom why im
laying in my bed in tell funny storys then cover me up in give me a good night kiss on the check. Their was this one man how i realy look up to as my daddy he treated me like i was his own in like a princess in would sit in listen to how i felt in everthing eles he was the only man how i have ever look up to as my daddy in now i wont ever get to see him ever again he loved me as his daughter he would alwhys say how he more then a daddy then what jay is cause he dose more for me then what that jay guy has ever did 4 me . in his name was rohn he was gonna be my step dad in 2 moths but my mom in him brooke up now i am never ever oloud to see im again now so i am sad but maybe one day i will get to him again sincarly love me hayley >3
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
I'm angry
It always takes me a while to realize this
I'm angry
At the fact that I can't get over this guy
I'm angry
That he's all I think about
I'm angry
That no other guy makes me feel this way
I'm angry
That I know that nothing will happen
I'm angry
That I'm wasting my time
I'm angry
That I'm getting depressed
I'm angry
That my sadness is beginning to consume me
I'm angry
That no one will notice
I'm angry
Because I won't tell anyone
I'm angry
That the only person that did listen is gone now
I'm angry
That I don't want to share my feelings
I'm angry
That I'm writing a poem about it
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
you look so good
like a goddess
where's the courage to tell you?
do
I know the right words?
An innocence of love like
a bird in the sky,
in its cerulean heaven,
all its purity
untainted.
all the painters in the world
using all their colors
like ravens and vultures,
and the advertisers
using maroon and crimson
like doves and love,
they just don't know.
How you look in a snapshot,
is better than a mural.
I hate that we can't talk any more,
seems decrepit, I'm so poor,
spoiled by the gift of your lost love,
like a pearl in my mouth,
every gulp of the sea
is a tearjerker.
All I want is love and affection
from the eden of your love,
the juice of your apple
a knowledge
only concerning to gods.
The seed of your body,
a peachtree paradise,
each pod dropping to the body of my death,
like the shroud of renewal.
Each new picture of you:
the destruction of your youth,
and the eruption of your wonderland,
is another nail,
another regretful wish
that I'd seen and understood
everything beautiful about you.
Even in the moontide hours,
when the dawn brawled
and your teeth crawled against the loose skin of my earlobes
as you gripped with pearly whites
my lying flesh,
and my lips touched every truth you'd never known.
Only god could ever know the pain of now.
Only I could ever wish I knew your heaven.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
At Seventeen, a girl might buy a dress and look towards her prom;
music and dancing through the night with a Beau upon her arm.
At Seventeen the night might end in a gentle tender kiss
As couples watch the Sun rise as it gives the waves the slip.
At Seventeen, a girl might think of college and career.
She might listen to loud music and maybe sneak a beer.
For a victim of progeria, life holds no such charms;
At Seventeen, her time is short, too soon she will be gone.
At Seventeen, in human terms, this girl was ninety-five;
every day a battle in the struggle to survive.
Like a comet burning brightly coming too close to the Sun
Hayley, wiser than her years, burned brightly and was done.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC
Clear glass bottles are gathering by my bedside
My throat’s a drain, washing away the stains on my gullet
I’m poisoned
.08% is easily surpassable as long as the problems keep on coming
I’m running
I’m stumbling
Everything’s blurring
I’m home
Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 7:49 PM UTC
Now when I think of Hayley it gives me
that vision of my future
nearly three years since we first met
never did we realize
how deep our love and commitment
with her I am content.
Together we have a truly special love
being friends for so long
but realizing our interests matched
drew us ever closer
always there by my side for support
my heart firmly caught.
Temporally apart we are getting engaged
a ring on your finger will place
on a warm sunny beach our love to seal
a dancer beautiful and kind
working so hard to achieve the dream
to be a ballerina supreme.
Our special song I Will Always Love you
and forever I will be true.
The Foureyed Poet.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 10:21 PM UTC
Traveller, scuba-diver
Sailor swearing wherever she goes
But never in front of a crowd
No, if you want to
apologize for something
you've said,
better find out where she's hiding.
Look where it's darkest,
but bring a flashlight;
she wears black
to hide from spiders and snakes.
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 3:48 PM UTC
Give me a sign.
A thought.
A glance.
Let me know what's on your mind.
Do you think of me?
When I look at you.
I'm lost.
Confused.
Utterly wrecked.
My heart.
Has been torn out and thrown in front of an audience.
To look at and laugh.
At the ignorance and stupidity.
Of adolescent infatuation.
But it hurts.
It hurts to think you'll never know.
It hurts to think you'll never care.
It hurts when you talk about him.
I want to scream, tear my hair out, cry.
Cause a scene, throw a tantrum, let them all hear me.
Hear me loud and clear
I want you.
I need you.
I love you.
Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 5:14 AM UTC
Sitting all alone in my basement
With less than an hour til 2015
Lying to myself by making
Resolutions
Still, I tell myself
I will be a better person
What.
*******
********
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
Black and White crossing
at the back of hall 9
door 9.1
working all day with Haley
into the night
stepping only on the white lines
talking surreal thoughts
business men bring white business cards
and talk words of breakdowns
there was a crooked man
walking the crooked mile from the car parks
we help him all we can
he thanks us and is on his way
spends his day behind doors
on the inside of hall 9
after entering at door 9.1
leaving us with his smiles and thanks
the day slows down
we have some breaks
we get board
Hayley's mind falls down the rabbit hole
the next thing I know
is Hayley encourages me
to walk towards the light
and man the sun was so bright
come towards the light
and of Hayley only a silhouette
snow starts to fall around me in the air
cold sweeps over me
boredom bits at my heels
soon breakdown starts.
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
Just like the song that we sang on the top of our lungs together.
"And just maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me".
And at the end you really did save me, you were the net to my fall.
I know I saved you as well, you use to say that you didn't feel so small.
But that's not all.
On your saddest days when there was no hope to be found.
I reminded you that I would always stick around.
I told you that you had an artist style.
That always make you smile.
But that took a while.
Although you called me your best friend.
You treated me like I was dead.
It was as if the softest silk was suddenly sand paper.
I didn't understand what you wanted me to do.
I cared the most of all the people you knew.
But when I skipped school on Monday.
Because I felt sick to my stomach thinking about it.
That very night I wrote the letter.
The letter that took until 1am because I kept crying on the paper.
The letter that broke our friendship apart.
Tuesday, April 21. Our friendship was over.
I handed you the letter and I walked away.
I regretted the moment I did so.
I wanted to walk back and say sorry.
I'm sorry, Wonderwall.
It's been over a month since we've talked.
I heard you haven't been your best.
I hope you know you can always come to me.
But you probably hate me anyways.
I hope you find peace Hayley, I'm sorry.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 2:44 AM UTC
Jules Leblanc
The sweetest girl ever
Oh, Dearest Jules
You are my only friend
You are lovely as a sister
You are the bestest sister to Hayley
Jules Leblanc
The amazing girl ever
Who is kind, caring and friendly
You are the best person I have know
In my entire life since I was 13
Jules Leblanc
I love you so
Jules, My Dear Jules
You are one of the best
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 6:20 AM UTC
You won’t remember this
but that time we sat
on the steps of your cousin’s place
in Brooklyn, Hewes St., one October night,
where we stayed out
and talked till three A.M.,
our fingers chapped,
our noses tinged crimson.
I remember it because
you were cold and I gave you
my jacket, the black one
I’d only just bought the day before
and you said wow, look at those goosebumps
popping up along your arms,
but sorry, I’m colder, I’m wearing this now.
We’d been to see a concert
at Madison Square Garden,
and they were all there,
Billy, Dave, Hayley,
to celebrate your birthday five days early.
They knew, you knew
every single word,
hurling them at the band
like verbal snowballs,
your hair a brunette blur,
strobe lights in our eyes.
We left with headaches
bursting open as flowers,
sweat trapped in my fringe.
Dave was into you,
did I ever mention that?
He’s been to see you
and sometimes speaks
but he finds it difficult.
We all do if I’m honest.
Anyway, we took the F
and then the J.
By 11.56 we were tired
but not quite tired enough.
I was going to walk you home
but we never left those steps.
We looked up and down the street,
said what cars we liked and why.
A Honda HRV, avocado-green
stood out to you, a hulking skeleton of metal
I said looked ugly.
You were lonely then.
Any attention was guzzled up, I could tell.
I rambled on so much
it stopped sounding English
but there was giggling, smiling,
puffs of breath whirling away from us.
You told me your only friend
was your reflection in store windows.
Surely not true.
We all said that.
Hayley told you to snap out of it
but you didn’t know how to snap out.
And when you rang on Friday morning
we all should have listened,
clutching our phones
making sense of it all.
Now you won’t remember
and there’s blood on my wrist.
that came from someone else.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC
Hayley struck a match, THEN.
Became a comment, passing Mars.
Jan 23, 2012
Jan 23, 2012 at 7:08 PM UTC
I can’t wait till I can hold you in my arms all night and watch your smile and feel your heart beating against mine.
I will always be your mum and your best mate, you will always be the reason I smile every day.
When you need someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on, when you need a cuddle when you find things are hard.
You the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life and I thank you for this, I will make sure you will always get your every wish.
From today and tomorrow and for the rest of our life’s, Me and S.J will always be by your side, we would like to thank you for all the love you have brought into our life’s.
See this smile is a memory we both treasure all the time, our happiness is a dream come true because of you.
So till we see you smile and beautiful sparkle in your eye’s I’ll keep you warm and safe, in that special place were life is made.
Wrote this poem for “Hayley & S.J”
Jidos Reality 17.7.12
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
The days grow long and the nights grow short
Emotions and thoughts have become hard to sort
There wasn't meant to be any sorrow
But I feel Your love I can no longer borrow
Though the path we have chosen has come to an end
There are brighter pastures for us around the bend
We'll remember the good times along with bad
And neither of us will forget what we had
But there was a fork in the road that we both had to face
Knowing there would come an end to our loves embrace
Soon we will find ourselves happier than before
Hopefully walking for never more.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
I’m tired I wanna go to bed
And cuddle my beautiful beautiful Ted
I take my meds
And Athena sends me up to outer space
So she can work on my legs
And help my toes
In bed for friends fighting the foes
I am tired I wanna go to bed
And cuddle my beautiful wonderful adorable Ted
I am very tired very very tired
I might have another yawn
Have another yawn
Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh
I meet my dad and Aunty Pam
They are sitting there eating strawberry jam
I see uncle Dennis and Aunty daphne
I also see uncle Stan and granny and nanny
The medication is pushing me
To be nice to family
Which is fine but I have my own interests
I want to go to bed
And cuddle my Ted
And see my friends miles Blackburn
And Steven Papps and Nicholas roots
I want to talk about bowling back then
But I don’t do it anymore I am just too tired
I am tired I wanna go to bed
And cuddle my beautiful wonderful lovely ted
Make me feel comfy in my comfy comfy bed
I might have another yawn
I might have another yawn
Just for you my cool little dude
I fly around in outer space
Drinking smoothies as I go
One planer is as hot as hell
One planet is plainly just snow
I have spoken to Johnny cash
Who told me he is sonny French
And spoken with slim dusty
Who is Hayley Leblanc
I was jamming with them
Making me feel too tired for normality
On planet earth
But I am tired I wanna go to bed
Cuddling each teddy bear that I own
Feb 28, 2023
Feb 28, 2023 at 3:54 AM UTC
What names
shall we give
our children
when we get older?
Judy asked
as we walked
through the woods
behind the house
towards the lake
(as she called
the pond
in the woods)
I’m no good
with names
I said
you must
have some idea
what names to call
your children
I haven't got children
not yet but when
we're older you will
she said
the trees were
coming into leaf
the sun was straight overhead
birds were flying
from branch to branch
what if it's a girl?
she asked
I thought about
the middle spread picture
of the sports car
in the Eagle comic
I’d just pinned
to my bedroom wall
the parts number
and labelled
colourful
surely
you must have
a girl's name?
she asked
Leonore
I said
what kind of name
is that?
she said
I think it's in
that Beethoven opera
Miss Graham
made us listen to
during lessons
I said
I don't like it
Judy said
the car picture
was just one
of many I had
on my bedroom walls
I had one photograph
of Hayley Mills
in a frame
by my bed
I got it
from a magazine
on move-stars
what about Ruth?
she said
or Rebecca?
the path through the woods
was windy
there were bramble
on each side
how about Jezebel
I said
it has a certain
ring to it
don't like it
she said
gives off
a bad scene
we reached the fence
around the lake
and climbed over
she had on
that peasant
looking dress
flowered red and yellow
I caught a glimpse
of thigh
as she went over
you're not
taking it
seriously
she said
as we walked down
the grass towards
the water
sure I am
I said
I think Judy’s
a fine name
for a daughter.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 3:06 AM UTC
And Reynard said
why is that ****
always looking out
for you
lunch breaks?
we were going out
after lunch
in the school
the sun was out
the field packed
with kids
mostly in groups
girls sitting
on the grass
boys playing
a ball game
or tag games
one or two
chatting up
the older girls
I guess
she likes me
I said
I'm off
to kick ball
you coming?
he said
no I’ll see
what she wants
and meet after
I said
Yiska was
by the fence
arms folded
staring at me
thought you
weren't coming
she said
been waiting ages
had lunch
and got talking
with my friend
I said
she raised her brows
what's he like?
she asked
nodding towards
Reynard's
departing back
he's ok
he's funny
I said
we walked up
the field
looks moody
she said
who?
him
no he's ok
she yakked
about her mother
and her mother's
bad moods
and how she'd
rowed with her
before school
what about?
I asked
don't ask
I already have
she sighed
usual stuff
my untidy room
my having
my record player
too loud
playing Elvis
instead of her
classical stuff
we reached
the far end
of the field
and looked back
towards school
I dreamed of you
last night
I said
did you?
no
you wouldn't
let me
she giggled
no really?
I nodded
what did we do?
did we kiss
and such?
no not
over much
(I hadn't dreamed
of her at all
I dreamed
of Hayley Mills
and some
desert island
and fish cooking
over an open fire)
what then?
she said
I woke up
and you
had gone
she frowned
and took my hand
and walked back
towards school
her warm hand
in mine
her pulse
tickling me
as we walked
and then
she spoilt it all
and talked.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
Happy Your Excited
Fourth Of July Type Climate
With Every Key
Your Frequency Will Be Climbing
Your So Grateful
It's Delicious To The Eyes
Inside Tasteful
Youve Awoke My Inner Hero
I Found My Cape
Im So Glad Your Here To Stay
Please I Won't Beg
Just Don't Walk Away No Matter What Okay
Each & Every Day
Im On A Ship Sinking
Stranded Like The Cay When I Awake
I Spread These Shreaded Wings & Sing , Fly To Bay
Paint Make Em Silver From Grey
We Are Sunsihine & Rain
Am I Dreaming
**** I Mean It
You Came Into My Life
I Feel I'm Dreaming
I Feel Alive , Ready To Die
Smothered In Vines
Ready For Flight
Consious **** Pit
Possesive Progressive Honest
I Crave Love Like A Dove I Got It
I Feel So Cleansed
The Lense I Sense Are Rotten
Hayley You Won't Be For Gotten
Cherished Memormies
Remember Me
I Am An Ember Leaf
In December
Fire Place Far Away
Cold Weather Trees
Sunset Escapes
I Hug The Stars
In Every Way
Especially On An 8th
Amanita Psylosibin
Moon Rays I Feel Inside My Poetic Page
In Your Eyes I Gaze
I Get Wrapped Up In All I Crave
I'm Too Deep In My Roots & Trees
Please Don't Be Afraid
My Speech Ain't Always Sweet But Hayley
You Mean What Words Can't Repeat
Really Close To Me
Like A Coat How Your Suppose To Be
No Boundries Is A Rare Ground See
I Apologize If My Tone Changes When No Ones Around Me
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC
hi dudes and dudettes and welcome to Saturn club rings, where we are celebrating
the life of peter macnamara who was a famous aussie tennis player, and my nanna jean allan
whose new earth body is Aydan Calafiore, who was a great singer on the voice, anyhow his last life jean alan was a great
tennis fan and i have jean allan with me now to welcome peter to the afterlife
as we bring him to helping the world in his next life and here is slim dusty to start the welcoming party
slim
hi everyone and welcome to the great tennis player peter macnamara, here is this little piece
oh yeah, i would love to have a beer with peter
his backhand was pretty ace
and now this great player joins us in outta space
he joined up with mcnamee in doubles oh yeah
and in 1982 he was number 3 in the world
in 1980 he made it good in our grand slams
winning aussie open in 1979
and then won wimbledon in 1980 and 1982
and now, i want to see if he could carry his love for tennis or whatever to the kids of today
is he going to a future pro, like he coached a lot of greats
and hoping in his next life, he can inherit his great tennis styles
he is now the greatest, welcome to Saturn as perform this show, WELCOME peter to the great show
and now as yo look over our greats, what are you going to do
celebrate your life dude, here is jean who was your great fan
and now here is jean to read a poem, to say WELCOME
jean’s poem
welcome pete welcome pete
it will be great to see you here
your backhand and your coaching skills
really showed us how to play
i didn’t see the earth as jean this century
but i saw a lot of you
you made me want to sit on my couch watch the tennis and enjoy it yeseree
congratulations to peter, you were the greatest, yes you were
i saw players you beat, and players who you lost too
yes, and you were great
as i sat closing my legs on my couch
i loved to see you play
and i have reincarnated into a very talented kid
i think you will as well
whether you will play tennis, or anything else you see
congratulations mcnamara you were the best i can see
we have a few great future players, and australia hasn’t very many good men
but ash barty is playing well for the women, maybe your spirit can help you through
aussie aussie aussie oi oi oi
i hope you will be happy in your future lives, i know i am
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 1:22 AM UTC
I had a dream where I faced someone I had complications with, I was looking at God. He told me he would tell me anything I wanted to know, know about myself. Squinting my eyes I spoke, "Who is my soulmate?" That's when the floor cracked and I saw into your living room from above, you were asleep on the couch, I wasn't shocked. I shook my head in disbelief and said, "God, if we were really soulmates, how come he left a scar on my soul rather than completing my half empty persona?" He scanned my body and told me, "Hayley, sometimes these things are difficult. Your doubt and uncertainty is much like what you have about me. You let people in just to take a part of you, a part of you that you may not be willing to share. This man has a part of you, and he hasn't let it go, he hasn't let you go. He doesn't want to. If his body was filled with red, you would be the sea blue standing out, alive and bright." That's when God tore my skin, and revealed my muscles and joints. He revealed my blue body and pointed at the red. That's when I made it my mission to get my blue back, and to give your red back. That's when I decided to make purple fluidly, and not have our souls separate like oil and water.
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
Dumbwaiters
Cabinets
Pantrys
Closets
We hide ourselves wherever we can
A rainbow spilling over in every crevasse
of our hidden identities
Secret club meetings and handshakes
Blue feathers reaching towards the sky
from our vulnerable heads
Hayley Kiyoko references
whispers in the night from an all girls sleepover
Violet flowers spilling from our hands
Identities lost in a sea of overwhelming fear
Of people finding the hidden door
Opening it up, trying to find hidden treasures
Hidden treasures discovered to be
Rainbow potion
We are united through hiding
We are the hidden ones
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 10:12 AM UTC