Eyes of a child

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Sat on a bus

And just in front of me

Two children who astounded me

Everything that they see

From the window as amazing

Wonderful and filled with curiosity

Their eyes were alive

Their expression full of joy

It made ask the obvious question

When did we lose those eyes

The eyes of the child

That sees everything vibrant

Time after time

How did we let

Ourselves get so blind?

Excited by everything

Amazed by the miracle of life

These are the eyes of a child

An excitable mind

That can’t be defined

How did we end up so blind

And when did we close our mind.

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Self survival

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Like a mammal out of water we gasp

Like I thirsty man struggling to open his flask

We crave to imbibe as we strive to survive

While frantically struggling with life

Flapping around and panicking

Scared we are running out of time

Hoping someone may save us

But the only one who can save our lives

Is the person you know better than anyone else

The only saviour of your life is you, yourself.

Various shades of skin

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Are your sex

Or are you your spirit

Does it even matter

How other people perceive you

Surely being authentic

In a world that’s so fake

Is more important

In this day and age.

Why justify your being

Your very existence

Are you seeking attention?

Is this what this is?

Who cares about your sex

Your colour, your class

Who care what others think

We are all unique works of art

It’s more important how you are inside

Then how you externally appear

We have to work on the self

And discover our true nature

We have find who we truly are

And what we want to be

And discover within our own potentiality

The external is just a front

It’s just various shades of skin

Why be so obsessed by how it’s defining you

You are a spirit of energy and light

Hone what’s within and you become a spirit

Of immense power and might.

I will just hold you until the pain fades away

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You need healing

You’re in need

I don’t mind if you turn to me

I will soothe you the best I can

Hold you tight and try to understand

A way to help you through

And if all else fails, I’ll just hold you

I will say nothing at all

If it helps I will just listen and promise to hear you

This may just help to heal you

I will let you cry it all out

Help you through the grieving pain of a broken heart

I know how that feels, I’ve been there myself

And nothing I can say that will help

So I’ll just hold you and give you all the love that I can

Share my warmth with you as a friend

And if that helps you through

I will be there for you

For through it all, you are beautiful

And the light and love I see in you

It’s worth fighting for

And one day I hope your smile

I can help to restore

Along with your faith in other people

Though at this moment you’re far to raw

To the pain that somebody wrought on you

But if it helps I will hold and care for you

Until you are healed and restored

And your spirit is shining again, as it did before

Because believe me when I say

You are beautiful

And as such you deserve, so much more.

Old drunken fop

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A sad tale of an old drunken fop

Turned to booze when his life flopped

And he lost his way, trying to numb the pain

A spirit soaked soul with no future at all

Oh! how life can be so cruel

Does anyone deserve to end up like this?

Living rough on the street as if he does not exist

He had a house a family he had it all

But somehow he’s ended up with nothing, what a fall

From grace it has been for him

Nobody knows why nobody questions

They just say it must all be down solely to him

And he no longer feels or cries

For he no longer feels human

Everybody judges him and too few care

But there for the grace of God it could be us there

A broken man, with shaking hands

They found him one day in his home, a cardboard box

This old drunken spirit soaked fop

Laying passed away, tragically one day

No one attended his funeral

And he was cremated and his ashes scattered

As if he had be thrown away

Now nobody, knows or cares where he lays

And it such a sad waste

Of what was once a beautiful life

When he was first born

I am sure he was loved and adored

And that once beautiful light

Has now flicked and gone

And no. Matter what happened

I cannot see that, that is right

It’s such a tragic waste of life.

Let love in

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Love is something

I offer to you

Along with warmth

Feelings and truth

I will never make you feel invisible

I will try to heal your wounds

And put you back together again

Because I really care for and love you

So won’t you let me in

For I won’t ever try and hurt you

I will always be there in truth

Devoted and loyal to you

So won’t you let me in

And let the loving begin.

Paradise is just a thought away

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Paradise is just a thought away

A moment of imagination that comes your way

A spark of inspiration to which we are all slaves

We are the poets and the writes trying to amaze

With images of colour and light

Sometimes darkness on the other side

We paint masterpieces with the use of words

We exude the unbelievable and the absurd

Into stories where we weave words

With fine threads that resonate and touch the nerves

Of those reading and enthralled by prose and verse

So we try and sculpt every word

In a way that is easy and pleasant to be heard

Not lost in to translation

The whole of our fascination

Is finding away to make people laugh

Finding away to make people cry

We try to get right within their minds

To resonate and create a vibe

That makes each word we write come to life

And knowing we can do this

And hearing this truth

Is to all of us who do this proof

That paradise can be anywhere you look

If you just open your mind

And see it through imaginative eyes

Which is how we choose to live our lives.

Dawn symphony

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I wake up to a growing golden dawn

Birds chirping songs like symphonies adorning

The sweet scent of natures verdancy in green

Flowers opening rainbow blooms of radiancy

I see from my window the rays of light dappling my face

Through the curtains that shimmer in a wave

From a gentle breeze

And as I pull back the curtains I can view

The nimbus clouds as the slowly move

Floating across a pale blue sky

And the thought of nature dances all across my sight

Insects flittering here and there from bloom to bloom

I love the dawn and all its golden incandescence

The crisp dawn feels so effervescent

Waking up to this is beautifully pleasant.

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Contest! We don’t need no stinking contests

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Contests! good for building ego’s up

great for knocking creativity down

as I pore over words and sounds

to make my poetry jump off the page

to come alive in others minds

in the most imaginative way.

Contests! we don’t need them

they drive us crazy every day

putting our best foot forward

and doing something that is brave

putting your art out there for judging

nurtured and created with much loving

only to be brutally dimissed

or even worse maybe even savaged

Contests! Huh, well this I find an interesting challenge

maybe I will just have a go at this

rise to the challenge and try to win it

not because I don’t think it still stinks

but because in my own way we become

ever so slightly addicted to it

looking for some kind of justification

for writing poetry and putting it out to the nations

or just because we have a competitive edge

contests! I’ve won a couple so see what’s next

see if I can be the best, I mean i wish everyone all the best

I just enter for a bit of fun, not to be just number one!

but being unplaced leaves me undone

but hey, let’s show a little grace keep a smile upon our faces

swallow this bitterest pill and compete until they lose the will

to misjudge my work again, I am the top contestant man!

enter contests or be dammed, stinking contests drive me mad

Argh!!!! is that even a word?

 

17/7/18 (In response to a contest challenge :))

Be the light not the dark

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Be the sun after the storm

Not the maelstrom in full force

Lift things up in your life like a new breaking dawn

Don’t suck things down forever inward

Be the rainbow after the rain

Don’t allow your life to flow like a river down the drain

Be the beautiful birdsong

Don’t become the scream that echoes on and on

You are spirit, you are love

You create gold with every touch

Be the light and not the dark

Be the fresh new day and no longer the storm

Because you are loved so much.