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A sprinkle of magic,
A click of my fingers,
An antique broom comes to life.
Settle into the handle and fly high
Scan the night and find the Auro you know so well.
Hover over and softly drop magical dreams down, smile and blow a kiss so he remembers.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
It is after midnight after all.
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AThumb swipped slowly over red painted lips,
smudged lipstick and parted lips, soft sighs floating to his ears, eyes closed and tears falling softly down cheeks that are a pale pink, to scared to open her eyes.
she knows when she opens her eyes he will not be there because he is not real and never will be, from now she will hold him in her dreams and not expect more.
She turns over and hugs the pillow and as morning comes the real world closes in and she knows he will be lost untill the moon shows her face again and she can again believe in a dream.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
feeling a bit lost:-)
hugs
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Erudition of erstwhile solipsistic interrogation of derivations supplementation.
Harvestswarm of their confluence, directed and implemented by the nuance of a deontological intelligiblity, born in the boon of omniscience and trust.
Contemplation surviving the revolution's abstrusive inclusion of their demonstrations inclined to nuance and dreams of their constellatory clusters,
deep in the idiom of noticing and obtaining the corruption of a monumental wonder,
deep in the symptom. Harvesting the Quantumsphere.
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Posted: Apr 2017
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Everything is everything.
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Windows into rooms doors within doors broken hearts lay across the floors....
Distant love we yearn no more all the locks are gone from the doors...
Climate change but nothing changes within your veins.....
The dawn rises in the gorillas mist shall we beat our chests again....
This is nothing more then written shite i can do these with no sight....
(Interesting)
Here's something else the earths controlled by lizards.....
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
Masion
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Coming round looking down the enemy that always around keep my feet solid chosen memories come through I am not clouded by you I see your art I swear we’re apart but similarly taken bound repeating sounds I stay in one place for eternity do you dare take my seat. A memory that’s haunting a belief that’s thwarted let me die let me go I have no more empathy for the show stay away stay clear I’m outta here. Death is not so much a stranger as a friend he never gave up he never gave in. Western foot stamps aloud I cry the raven is in your eye a fountain of life spring into copper I state of mind i will not wonder i will not take a chance to pass this entrance I fall back and turn again back to memories. Awakened of stealth I die today to lead my freedom parade, I guess your stress I’m right nicely dressed. Sages flowers taken but sour ignite the light to run again to freedom what a state I escalate. Today I’m free I scream. So let me be.
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Posted: Nov 2022
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A game of death - Hey, I am good for!,
Just tell me where to play?,
Well, I finally got my invite!,
On a cold winter day, -
In my mind demons were warring,
Has my Angel, she started to lose feathers from her wings,
Begging me to hold on!,
"This is not ah, The DiggableHippy's thing!" --
So, I sold my soul that night,
Just so, I could go ahead and die,
The deal was fairly simple,
I won't have to live another life, -
The figures in the shadows,
I saw, one of them smile!,
I could hear the wind outside my head,
Blowing a thousand miles! --
Game of death (x2)
I looked down at my body,
After a convulsive rage,
I saw a light outside my door,
That slammed in my face!, -
At this point nothing happened,
Just felt a little cold,
Until I suddenly realized,
My soul had turn to stone!, --
My Angel that warned me,
Was looking into my eyes,
She said, "I can simply free you!",
"But you know there is a price?!", -
"A Game of Death you wanted",
"Your soul is up for grabs!",
"If you want your freedom?",
"Serve me a fallen Angels head!?", --
Game of death (x2)
I found myself alone,
Walking a crooked path,
A shadow flew above me!,
Then I heard a wicked laugh!, -
Shades of light grew darker,
Until I could barely see!,
But I knew if it could make a sound....,
It could surely bleed, --
The shadow withdrew it's sword,
That slashed into my head!,
But that cut was into a side of me,
That has long been dead!, -
Well, I picked up the shadow's blade,
Before it could be retrieved!,
I struck one hard blow!,
That brought it to it's knees!, --
Game of death (x2)
From the darkness before me,
I was blinded from the light,
Just to see a burning Angel,
Dancing with delight!, -
"Which one was your enemy?",
"You just couldn't tell?",
"And with the head of the Angel losing her wings from above!",
"You have a special place in Hell! lol" , --
Before I could say anything!,
Electric shock brought me back to life,
From the f*cking rescue team,
That responded from my ex-wife, -
In pain, here I go again!,
Never shall I rest!,
Has I wait patiently,
For another Game Of Death!, --
Game of death (x2)
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
I wrote this 11-25-2010. Thinking some ghosts, ghouls, goblins, headbangers, and hippies may get a kick out of this one! lol Have a happy and safe Halloween, folks! Until then...
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What kind of world do you enjoy
A world you helped to build
Or a world you helped to destroy
What kind of remembrance is there
Marching past past past our glory
Parades through the streets each year
What else is there to life that brings joy
Only hope hope hope is our quarry
What next our economies seek to employ
When we need not run from every scare
Even when we tell our scariest story
Shining light light light upon our fears
New discoveries will make us all aware
Still in our orbs we live so round and safe
Glowing bright bright bright like a star
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
A little tribute to the enigma of hope and humanity .....as told perhaps somewhere in a cave all huddled around a fire.
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The sky is green
And grass is blue,
When truth's a lie
And lies are true.
Black is white
Except "the man",
But day is night
Accept "the plan"
As some persue
an altered state,
Slick talk of
freedom subjugates,
Love is hate
War is peace,
Deceit expelled
From lips with ease.
Moons shine brightly
Suns grow dark,
Mums age spritely
Sons depart.
As it ever was
The same,
it repeats
But is this sane?
A worms a bird
my ears have seen,
My eyes have heard
The fault obscene.
Men are women
Boys are girls,
An episode of "Other World"!
Up is down
and down is up
Endless struggle
Nip and tuck.
Smile if you're sad
When happy frown,
Welcome to
our crazy town,
Where pride indeed's our folly,
The sky is green and falling!
WbJS 8/18/22
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Its a made up world for those who don't like the one they're living in....
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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 show, so, what you dictate my friend,
To yourself,
Is how it will be and how it will end!
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Posted: Jun 2022
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Mirror mirror on the Ceiling,
Explain to me this peculiar feeling
As I gaze into this reflective glass,
I recall the time I Tanned your a**
Towering astride in my leather Gear
The Countess is present she's really here
Strong and formidable kinky too
She's a lot to handle for a guy like you
Mirror mirror on the Ceiling explain to me what you're revealing
This woman I see in the reflection
Is it truly me
Or self-deception
Mirror mirror
on the Ceiling
Who's this guy at my feet
kneeling
Massaging my toes with frankincenseand & myrrh
Who'd believe this would actually occur
Once a woman oppressed subjugated and demeaned
Now takes flight
after being quarantined
Agile winged Crane
Soaring new hights
The released child thrives whilst the flame ignites
Mirror mirror
on the Ceiling
You now bring comfort
and therapeutic healing
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
This poem was inspired by the fairy tale mirror mirror on the wall...
I thought mirror mirror on the ceiling would be a nice adult Twist.
This was part of a project where we were decorating mirrors...
My full length mirror was decorated fit for Freddie Mercury... and was exhibited at the Alley Theatre Strabane
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