Ash
Alone and different
weird and distant
swimming drifting
absent missing
in dereliction sifting
ash stained memories
kissing wistfully
driven thorns
under roses unforgiving
notes echo misted
bliss is pleasure less
than drug fuelled lust
lasts only as long
as glass shatters
black then red
I feel dead
I think about you
then I detach
...Tuesday 8th October 2019 5:33 pm
Grace
I forgot my grace
I forgot my place
I forgot myself
inside of waste
I made mistakes
I was awake
I was asleep
I was in between
walled in slate
lost in grey
persistent decay
bends the frame
a picture blurred
a love refrained.
©️JMCole
Sunday 15th September 2019 5:49 pm
Time
Time doesn’t exist
outside the mind
past and future loop
to form a circle
upside down
you can see marsh
in hearts too dark
to dance entranced
stars leave light marks
upon the air
8 travels there
where the sun burnt black
cuts shards across the grass
there be a pyre
light me a match
a firefly a firefly
a jar to catch
watch time pass
a movie reel revealed
to all...
Sunday 8th September 2019 1:25 pm
Speak
Speak to be heard
speak to make sound
speak loud proud
yet not so proud
bold tell the untold
the words are there
upon the air
just pick them out
do not try do not care
fail to exceed perfection
will never greet ye
©️JMCole
Saturday 27th July 2019 6:50 am
Deadwood
You ever traveled time
alone in a void
you ever see that light bright
a flicker in the dark
two halves divide then part
look through the air
to see what’s not
under the stairs
there’s wear and mud
tears and blood
years bad and good
in the end it’s all just
deadwood.
©️JMCole
Wednesday 17th July 2019 5:56 pm
Ax7
The black may come and go
but it is us who own our souls
and the light of the sky
guides all under the blue
by which the trees grow
and the ocean flows
it’s ok to be one alone
it's ok to hold your own
there is no endpoint
in the paths we take
to take away the empty place
I lost myself but then how
I think I really didn't lose anything
I wasn't meant
and while all inside ...
Friday 29th March 2019 9:12 am
Is
Remembrance
is everything
is nothing is
free is the season
for feeling
the beat of the tree
tell me a story
I cannot dream
for darkness
lives inside
and although
I see a light bright
I cannot stay
outside the night.
©JM.Cole
Friday 22nd February 2019 4:15 am
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