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Girl of My Dreams
Tally one for days past,
At present still remembered.
Nil for today, at last,
For your presence it still lingers.
My dreams are full of you,
And In my waking hour, you echo,
There is naught for me to do,
Save hope you let me let go.
I stay awake at night,
Because when sleep comes it seems,
I must concede my plight.
You are the girl of my dream...
Tuesday 16th December 2014 5:47 am
Bedtime
Some produce from sleep deprivation...
Eyelids fall and so do we
from this rope a wishful me,
No ground to touch, no cold hard floor
fully circle, no breaks, so sure.
Or is it warm?
Does it cushion the smash?
Cover sharp corners, prevent the thrash?
Then there's the harness
stopping it all,
Those big icey eyeballs
Keeping you cool
I don't want the harness
I just want the fa...
Monday 17th November 2014 8:13 pm
Beyond the light
Beyond the light
we invoke demons
above the air
behind the wind
below the rain
I dispel the humming bird
Heavy, the heat is fleeing
colourful the spirits Beware!
The Knave never ends
translucent defiant
lost in broad daylight
an unreliable map
In whose eyes
the face in your mirror
grow old
while the world changed
We breathe glowing snakes
beside the spirits cold
I conjure the chi...
Tuesday 29th July 2014 12:12 am
Recurring Nightmare
I dreamt I killed, then buried deep,
The memories that slighly seeped,
Like pricking pins in eyes that saw
Me hurt, then kill, then hurt some more.
When I awoke I did not know,
If the cellar parts were true or faux,
My parts were there, sure,
Tacked to brick,
To prick,
To prick,
To prick.
Friday 4th July 2014 1:29 pm
Spring Meets Summer
Today I got up in the morning
Before the dawn
And watched the spring
Dressed in a beautiful gown
Passing to summer its crown.
I opened my door wide
To watch the summer like a bride
Accepts her sister’s presents.
The moment of love and peace,
The moment of happiness
I would love to seize.
The moment of sadness
I would love to cease.
I walked to...
Sunday 1st June 2014 8:33 pm
Deemed Rapture
Some day in the future
dawn will break again
None be grudges nursed
or space for any disdain
Where vales be pristine
living modest and plain
Bliss ...
Wednesday 12th February 2014 5:34 pm
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