Monday, 11 June 2018

Dancing

Dusted landfill
Forming edges of misery
Divided pathways
Merging towards the hill

Escaping road ways
Filled with noise
Flourishing Fields
Dance with poise

Magnetic clouds
Pull together
Sun splinters
The wooden fence
Wild life waits in suspense

Paint a picture
What do you see
Images of wonder
Sky blue as the sea

Saved

Capturing ideals
Through the looking glass
Escaping shadows
From the past

Silhouette of dancing performers
Edges of her red lips
Curved in
At the corners

Grasping the velvet cloth
Her breath falls slow
Almost stopping her heartbeat
Excitement fills the air
What a show

Eyes widen
Mind is gliding
Fogged up looking glass
Painted tales
May never last

Monday, 4 June 2018

Host

I am the creator
The curator of your dreams
I will play around inside your mind
Until nothing is as it seems

Branched on the spines
Of empty souls
Unable to walk or move
So much to prove

Painted walls of sadness
Torture dusted walls
Isolation of nothing matters
Empty darkness falls

Bring me your hurt
Let me explore your fears
It suffocates your brain
Where all it does
Is rain tears

Forgotten

Smell of the iron cell
We know it all too well
Left caged like the wild
Sad inside like a child

Circles we go around
It's like we are stuck in time
The constant sounds of the past
Memories how long will they last

Are we the forgotten
Who even knows we are here
No one wants to know
They are full of fear

Captured for your pleasure
Calling out my name
It's all just routine
Like an animal caught in a snare

Prayers go unanswered
But yet i will say
As day and night passes
All i can do is pray

Time it stands still
Have i fight
Have i will
Paint it leaves the walls
It doesn't even enjoy these halls

Echoes of the lost
The ones who are left behind
Eyes closed shut
Wishing i was blind

As withered fingers
Cover fear
I touch the lines of time
Where once i was so free

There was a space i could be me
Crippled now by this cage
I must do my time
I will leave my memories
On these walls
I am to weak to climb

Saturday, 5 May 2018

Dreams

Watering cascades
Flowing downstream
Brushing sunbeams
Laughter and dreams

Brushed blue sky
Like and artist brush
Funnel of white
Spread out
Like fairy dust

Thirst filled throats
Heat wrapped tight
Travelling on string
Colourful kite

Scent of the green
A familiar smell
Coins left at the bottom
Of a wishing well

Running through
The yellow patterned field
Wonder of the crop
It will yield

Click hearing the camera
Snap snap snap
People cheering on
Clap clap clap

Voices in rejoice
Wonder fills the air
Are we nearly there

 

Silenced

Bridges flooded
Divided by war
Echoes of yesterday
Minds are tore

Caged inside
Bloodied prints
On walls of fear
No time to run
No time for tears

Blasted from arms
Of their Mothers
Fathers crippled
Brought to their knees

Silence it falls
On the shadows ground
Echoes of yesterday
Hunted like a hound