Rough Hands
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Making love in the rain
Making love in the rain
the constant swimmer
it took forever to my find my forever a metaphorical mooring by sea it was a tougher search to find her and if you’d ask her I’m sure she’d agree the beach is a natural kilometre I trusted the distance by guile we planned our dream house
In the dead night of day
I was gullible then later I was... ripped off,stuck,floored,nailed,defamed,ridiculed and more. People suck.
Space Invaders
When that moment comes, before sleep invades your space, Just for an instant, you can dictate tomorrow in this place, The star of this show will be someone you know, Where you can go, where you reside with nothing to hide, Tomorrow can be your sh
Life
I feel a burden in my life Having no one in my life It's too hard to wake up Seeing no one by my side Request for a lady to come Into my life to be on my side I will feel satisfied to have A loving wife may be from Long distance but generou
Why do you read my poems
Are you a vouyer to my past To read my words From my lifes journey On my journey of life's toil To find my hidden sole my life You read with such glee To find that hint of me My past my present My future not told I create these wor
marianne
drank whisky from a bellybutton after hours in a bar heard the sound of my breathing through the lungs of your guitar heard a seagull sing the blues from the deck of a fishing boat heard Mississippi for the first time thought
sea of keels
heaven knows and heaven tries unpick the wrongs you've done unpick the lies cos you don't know how it feels trudging through a day in a sea of Atlantic keels if I had an aeroplane if I had things Id fly to the Arctic just to cool
scars
Pop, it's that time of year when Christmas is nearby the earth has made its trip again around the velvet sky we fought like tigers all the time we both could not back down and once I grew beyond your frame I stood and beat you down
How Long Will I Love You
Sharing the lyrics of this beautiful love song in dedication to my loved ones some of whom have passed away, some still present
covid 19
there was a girl in china but the radio signal died I told her we were hundred to keep her spirit but I lied people started dropping in the spring of seventeen the white coat fellas called it it was nothing they had seen I am a collection
The Starlight Ride
Read a book and it seems to be true............. How sad, the way Indians are treated. Hell. any Humans, Abuse...
The show must go on
Come to me all you insulting people. Come and unleash your vitriol I must possess something that fires up your hate And my presence hypes up your excitement You'll never find anything good on my posts Nor can you see anything beneficial i
where is the love ? i don't know....
Stronger and stronger with time, I let myself dream, This beautiful fairy tale ... Every second with you is magic, I live a beautiful story, It's a dream that has just come true, And I do not intend to wake up ... I'm happy when
courage
when the clinker fails in the boards of your heart when the gunnells dip and you lose your chart when you sail alone through the seas of steel when your sails are drowned by a broken keel when the wind dies and your spirit's corrup
A Christmas Sparrow
Writing on the many happy little birds strolling through the park one winter day at Christmas.
the "Raven"
the 'Raven' is a diner that lapps the sea foreshore it haunts my mangled memory as it raps upon my door apple tart and finest cheesecake when I can't eat no more yet alas quoth the raven : ordermore! broad bearded, prone to rages I ha
stay the course, girl
for Vanessa
the artist
our tale begins midwinter in austere and ancient rooms.. where landlords sold satanic ales to drink away life's glooms a tortured artist drinks alone his circumstances dire sheltering in his suffering ways adjacent to the fire the world h
"another"
a town called Another a town like the others where people dug coal mines drank with their brothers I met her in winter when cold slept in slumber behind the mountains out of the rains a world of rough labour the hardest endeavour
"Bluebell"
she was crying in the sea unloved and worn she spoke to me her heart and boards were long ripped out her diesel engine left in doubt yet I heard her heard her true in her estuary of blue mud it held her held her fast a defian
the willow signs her name on the river
when the playing cards fall from the poker game of life in name or in spirit I'll always call you wife you watched me live my dreams as I trapped the river, free you only caught a fleeting glimpse of how we used to be the river shares
some nights
when the river is gentle when sound runs and sighs when starlight is music when I first heard your lies your blonde hair silk curtains fell over my world and it robbed me of daylight on the night it unfurled some nights I can't sleep
A Lover's Oath
Speak to me of worlds We'll see And byways we will take. Hold me close and tell me what a lovely pair we make. Kiss my hands And sing my praises Stroke my silken hair. Look into my loving Eyes and tell me That you care. Wait I wil
One Day
Thoughts about a mythical person, past, present or future in my life.
the blue whale
we tracked it with technology we fixed a tracing ring in the hope of reading data the haunted click to sing we followed her in boats she pitched a role to play we watched her shoal a stanza as time zones fell away she beached in Californ
girl from elsewhere
there'll be people on sundays standing in doorways praying to statues they want to believe her face amongst many a sunflowered penny shined by the daylight lucky to some her eyes azure curtains as nothing was certain a flowering kin
THE WORLD
The idea hit me one day to write a song about a husband, his wife, and the aftermath of a car accident. This is the end result.
A poem with no rhyme!
If you get too lost in your own sense of importance You will lose it all, you WILL cease to exist like us all, And then it’s over, and all of your regrets will be lost To nothing, no one will care that you were even here, So, today, say to yours
I look!
I look, I see, what was meant to be, But nothing is divine, nothing here makes You mine, All of our creation, and all of what You can be, It’s decided by who?......you at the Back, you are me! Sometime in some way in someplace And somehow
I'll Set You Free
Letting go of someone
Genesis
If you could only remember who you really are, being here, so near and so far, Imagine something divided by two, then divided eternally, that's me and you, you may not see, For this "REALITY", blinds you purposefully, and it's intention is t
Games and life!
Such games prevail, but sadness reigns, the Show must go on, be what they want you to be, And then, finally you see, too late, it’s over, Oh such games we play, humanity is where it is, Honesty and integrity, so many have failed, So many pedesta
The Old Man!
The old man left our house, took my car and drove away, I was twenty one, I remember to this day, There was no goodbye, there was no adieu, there was never, we'll never see you, again, And life went on, with someone gone, like a dis
Colours!
Colours……………., colours mean so much don’t they? They can define your day, blue or grey, Or soothing and colourful, feel the hint of spring On it’s way, Blue is cold, like a winters day, ….but snow, snow Brings out the child in you for you to
Game On
Well, I've read the papers and I've watched the news, decided this is all a ruse, we're in constant motion, nothing we can change, or rearrange, what's going to be is what's going to be, But we still think that we can change the you and the me, and
summer's end
summer goodbye next year we'll fly she told me... when leaves turn to gold and the whole world gets cold and snows be.. there's a scar in my mind to kindness I'm blind I told her.. but her warmth is a tile on the roof of her smile an
Thanks Frank and George.
What better way to end your day than to smile and say ‘I did it my way, (thanks Frank) And when the day has begun, no better way but to smile and say ‘Here comes the Sun’ (thanks George)
Remembering
Just something about the past
The future
In a thousand years, there will be new fears, global warming lost and gone no warning, new spirits flow new way to go, and all that is will be lost and gone, we're not right, we're not wrong, we are the eternal epitome of that age old song, it was
Unafraid!
Be not afraid, for tomorrow will be, this is not the end, not for you, not for me, And if they close your eyes for you tonight, you have nothing to fear, you will still be here, in a new form, a shining light, an energy so bright, nothing can take a