Sunday, August 3, 2014
Stick 338 - Dolphin Hallo
Dolphin Hallo
Gracefully Grey
you greet me and send me on my Way
Gleeming in the morning sun
your halo clear as your blessing permeates the dawn
Greetings simple and strength fountaining ahead
your happiness wholeheartedly my caress
Giving and Glowing
you were certainly sent to guide me on my quest
Gliding away
you leave a lifetime of memory that will sustain
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Stick 337 - Lean into Me
Lean into me
Lean into me
as I lean away
as I slowly start to fray
as I breathe to breathe it all away
Walk ahead
so your shadow will lengthen
so I see you leading the way
so I watch the sunset in the calm of the end of day
Turn your head
as I feel tears welling in my eye bed
as I strain to wish for a better day
as I yearn for the dawn of the day after the night delay
Lean into me
as I lean away
as I slowly start to fray
as I breathe to breathe it all away
Walk ahead
so your shadow will lengthen
so I see you leading the way
so I watch the sunset in the calm of the end of day
Turn your head
as I feel tears welling in my eye bed
as I strain to wish for a better day
as I yearn for the dawn of the day after the night delay
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Stick 336 - Blank Screen
Blank Screen
Movie Theathre
Blank Screen
Shimmer of Light
Creative new height
Waiting for story teller of old to arrive
Circle around modern fireside
Blank screen now deliciously alive...
Stick 335 - What is is
What is is....
So it is
That what I truly
and what I strongly
believe
is that it is genuinely so
that what is is...
So it is
That what I truly
and what I strongly
believe
is that it is genuinely so
that what is is...
Stick 334 - Packing Bags
Packing Bags
Feverish I pack my bags
Glassy eyed
Stunned by the lie
Heat mirage creating
a desert divide
between what is and what was
camels treading slow and sure
dry tracks carry my well wishes
while the expanse of sand swallow my cries
Feverish I pack my bags
Glassy eyed
Stunned by the lie
Heat mirage creating
a desert divide
between what is and what was
camels treading slow and sure
dry tracks carry my well wishes
while the expanse of sand swallow my cries
Monday, June 30, 2014
Stick 333 - Layers of my Ancestor
Layers of my ancestor
In my inner of my hand
I notice the lines that my ancestors created
in their journeys and routes to
discover and find and just stand
In the bark of my thoughful thoughts
I notice shades of pale pink grey
and I realise that they must have
sometimes just simply played
In the sheaths of folded secrets
I notice agony, angst and anger
and I reach out through layers of age
to hold a hand that wrestled with the inner of the deeds
In the branches of the ancient tree
I notice the main message they want to decree
be and be true, live and live full
linger and breathe slow as to not miss a second of the thrill
Stick 332 - A Much More Life
A Much More Life
In the rubbish basket
next to the desk
lies the letters and words
that intended to wreck
But in the lush leaves
of a life that intends to fully breathe
no more wrecking can be had
no more hurt can be dispersed
For in the lush of the green
sprinkles of yellow sprout from friends
who believe and wholeheartedly just give
so the hurt morphs into a much more life!
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