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Skin and Bones
Dust to dust
ashes to ashes will shall all return
with our regrets,
sins and wins erased from mother nature
our spirits effervesce into carbon
but fear not as energy cannot be destroyed only transferred
our lives once lived tangibly in a conrete jungle
has now been washed away with a faint petrichor lingering in the air!
Saturday 25th February 2023 1:20 am
Arts Of Stone
The vicar was doing renovations
His churchyard wall needed repair
A pile of waste stone remained
Who took it he didn't seem to care
My share made a fine rockery
Planted with Alpine flowers
There in the moonlight it lies
Above it a yew tree towers
How those stones seem to glow!
Do I hear church bells at night?
I've drawn the conservatory curtains
Those roc...
Friday 17th July 2020 11:44 am
Big leggy
It's a time for True Grit
As big leggy would say
We've met this years woes head on and strong
Working together to keep fears at bay
Our spirits always high every step of the way
Nothing can deflect us from our ultimate goal
True Grit runs through us, so get out of our way
Saturday 1st July 2017 9:25 pm
Child of Equinox
It speaks, says they
In a form of perish
She sleeps purely
to only start waving
to them and their
little deformed spirits
Come closer, hence –
Wednesday 22nd July 2015 4:26 pm
LAST CHANCE SALOON
Liquer in the front
Poker in the rear
You can go down to the pub
If you only want a beer
.........I'll get my coat! ;)
Friday 3rd October 2014 12:19 am
The Ghost Train
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 7:07 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
Ain’t Frit
and now the voices start
those grody sounds that stop your heart
beneath the floor, within the walls
the precedent for dull footfalls
calling to us one by one
with no clear sight of saint or villain
a spectral round of hide and seek
directed by a floorboards creak
each time we search there’s nothing there
but of this guest we’re so aw...
Tuesday 21st August 2012 12:41 am
Ghosts
eidolic dread horses
have scarred your slumber
and even your furniture
has silent, open mouthed, nightmares
over the too soon dead school friends
who never ended their crossings
where there she stoops in shroud
ghastly knelt as in prayer
and you can’t see through the tricks
of light that scream “she is there”
your crumpling chest boiling
as the bones...
Tuesday 21st August 2012 12:24 am
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