Poem-A-Day: Day 477

A Long Goodbye

these days I'm trying 
when everything goes wrong
we do entirely different things…
meaningless.

ordinary sanctuary in the morning, 
sensation, vibration, 
life is fiction in this crazy illusion…
I just don't know.

To believe in entirely different things,
the whisperings should be swaying like a tree,
I feel the sky calling ordinary sanctuary…
morning sensation.

Life is truer than this mixed up world.
life is just a bird I ride in the morning.
A long goodbye is truer than fiction…
an illusion.

So ordinary, my darling.
The new sensation a dumb goodbye
mixed up in the life truer than fiction…
crazy is just an illusion.

Poem-A-Day: Day 476

I Love You

Your masochist mayhem mortal coil
is in danger.

There must be a thousand personalities
that mend you heart.

Take these words & give them back:
I reject your abuse.

Your sense of etiquette can't damage
a thousand hearts.

Now take your pillow
for I see you.

Poem-A-Day: Day 475

Angel

See my electric symphony 
in your eyes
hypnotised by the picture.
The beat feels like a fever burning secrets
ascending delving deeper
like unfurling flames in special ways,
in sexual want next to rocket red hot love perfection.
There's no secrets delving deeper
under water crystal spinning angel wings.
I'll be your deity,
come & touch me,
make turning the excitation high.
Crystal spinning giant love
evolving creatures like an angel; 
the flames of love.

Poem-A-Day: Day 474

Love the Way You Do So

the break of dawn
the window chair

quiver
let yourself go 

give yourself away
a heart felt meaning

recall
love warm inside

watch me glide
the way you love

rolling on
blending with the tease

another layer stillness
drawing closer like your heart

beating
and I will recall a night of love in motion

Poem-A-Day: Day 473

Stay With Me

Greed,
tall buildings breathe a sigh of relief
when stirring owls creep under stone hollow.

Cast wheels with inner emotion,
sheltered by one piled on one small light,
shine wild & free.

Weep with devotion,
Walk with inner sands of ocean
like a roller by the reaches of the rays of sunshine.

Poem-A-Day: Day 472

Grace

Sorry to be human,
a little hurt, 
a price on every head
when dead quality of life
fall muffled voices.
 
Stir peaceful longing,
I cannot describe fear
inside to accordance with grace.
It's human nature to be cruel,
heartless, to shoot when he's down.

Crawl in on your knees,
bite the shadows in senseless violence,
the silence forgiving the fear inside. 
I swear to live in accordance in the pavement
bathed in fear inside my grace, inside my life.

Poem-A-Day: Day 471

Rock Me Gently

Past five, 
feeling worse for the weather,
what a feeling,
what an endless night. 

We can't stay here,
we wont be forever 
to go down
before innocence. 

I dream 
sweetly
and rock gently
to sleep.

I've been used
to crying
and the games that you play,
And I carry on with a hole in my head.

There's more to life
than spills 
we'll have to get through.
Somehow I dream.

Poem-A-Day: Day 470

Fingers & Thumbs (Cold Summer’s Day)

Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
A hint of the state of your latest flame?

Won't say I told you so,
my hands were full or then some.
Nothing to show for blown mistake.
Too much shattered debris gone,
and a dumb mistake gone.

The thrill gone,
only the hurt to prove that it ever went on.

Life is a wonderful thing.

Humming the words to be who you want to be,
strong, nowhere, shine for liberty, life and pleasure.

Gone and blown it,
how can it matter?
A dumb mistake to pay shattered all,
this can't be happening!
A dumb mistake to pay.

Shattered debris have flown too few
and fast it wasn't meant to last too much.

Poem-A-Day: Day 469

Sono Luminus

I never thought that I've been searching.
For many years this place unfamiliar
through all my fears, time & time again can inspire.

High as it always will be,
deep inside the distance of thunder
rolling sky is blessed again.

We'll be searching for truth until never,
higher as it always will be,
deep inside of thought.

I would reach for miles,
write or even see a light burning on the inside,
still, time & time again we're looking for the one.

Inspire higher, high as saint or sinner.

Poem-A-Day: Day 468

Rescue Me

Cast ornately in flame chakra wheels,
a love train hundred demons from my mind.
I could pray a thousand arms entwined
that I should be the pain right through
to lonely dark shall blur the definition.

Waves of ammunition tear my head
from the sound upon the burning tree.
This strange effect should be lonely
driving pain through a fool
in dark fascination never sweeter desire.

Soaring freely alone can save my soul,
my salvation can make me whole from condemnation.

Poem-A-Day: Day 467

Intro: Guess I’m into Feeling

I guess I'm higher lately,
higher than this thing love.