Jiminy crickets
The sludge of poison
Her words of white noise is
Cruel with intention
Like water retention
Hurts to the core
Yet continues with more
Without her pills
She waits by the sill
Complains of cold feet
To all she meets
Her thoughts and desires
Has fooled thousands of squires
She now wears a crown
How did they allow
For the poisonous one
To rule the family and sons
Wiser Colder
That shade of blue
Envelopes you
Triggers you have
Red green hues
Salted words
Sugary thoughts
Peppered and marred
Emotionally scarred
Put on hold
The family charred
He pushed boundaries
A young girl she is
As old as the hills
He bedded she
The truth was revealed
With wide eyed intentions
The young man hid well
The young girl’s discretions
Unfortunate for all
The lie then appeared
A red rose presented
What does this all mean
The sniggers the whispers
The voices and slippers
As glass is fragile
So is the mistress
Oh my dickens
The story you told
The lies you rolled
For gains and money
Oh me my honey
As sweet as can be
The lies you told me
To save a penny
Just like Kenny
Islands in the stream
Smiles and gleams
Every soul that’s waiting
At your beck and call
Here you go honey
Now there’s the door
Is ugly, makes you fugly. Scrupulous unthinking but mostly tragic. Old and withered and green not true. You’ll lose who you are, your identity no clue. Put down your sword, there’s no war here. I know you are reading this, it’s evident and clear. He told me he knows there’s only one that’s true. He told me he knows definitely it’s clear it’s not you.
Of one not quite there
She lives in a world of untruths
With no care
For those she will hurt
It’s evident and clear
Her lies and manipulation
Change direction and steer
They told me to watch her
Why bring her to the fold
Because she is close
And mad and cold
So release her and give her
something to relish
Or am I being
Too forward and selfish
You’re unraveling
Good to see
How you’re travelling
Shame the green eyed monster exists
Down in your soul
The dungeons the pits
There you’ve said it
Your soul your truth
The lies you are telling
Imagined and strewth
You slowly are peeling back every layer
The jealousy you’ve conjured
Away in your manger
Sadly you’ve now lost a friend whom was true
Whom smiled and listened and helped when you’re blue
But alas you’ll keep trying to pretend to be nice
I’ve now seen your bllsht the green and the moss
But the change is here
New laws and boundaries
The change is near
Riots and destruction
Unfolding everywhere
Pickets and signs
Long unbrushed hair
Don’t look them in the eye
Please don’t you dare
They’ll hurt you command you
Kill you if you care
Nothing’s achieved by paying those men
To destroy others property
What now what then
I’m here to tell you
You’ll be found out I’m sure
The anger the hatred
The violence you lured
You cannot break LOVE
That rising ache reaching up wanting
To explode the hurt and pain
Caused by the words that bite and chew
Through the flesh and knawing
At the brittle bones that once were strong
Before the chemicals pumped into veins to stop the
Black mass wanting to overtake
The very matter and thousands of atoms that
Shaped her very being.
But twice the lump that threatened her
To spew forth was suppressed . Down deep
Pretending she didn’t hear the spiteful words
And carried on to create the friendly atmosphere
Unbeknownst to all she knows who lies
Who is deceitful and whom has used her. So quiet
And silent she’ll be. For silence will scream and then the
Sun will shine again and summer will light up the eyes
Hiding behind a veil of sadness engulfing her very
Spirit from lighting the very way needed to go on.
Too many folks are angry and rough
You take my words my songs my tunes
The jealousy spawned from lions and bulls
It started with a twin you see
The blue you saw drew you to me
So an opportunity of lights was born
Anonymity or star you’re torn
Unfortunately they sought a dream
To get close to you To you through me
I’m happy to remain in the dark
My words you’ll see the sky a lark
Will sing to you when I am near
I’m always there you see my dear
Oh dear it would seem
A sacrificial lamb is needed
For the crown of thorns
Are ready and beaded
Now to find an innocent and pure
One whom has proven
Their worthiness and is sure
She’ll lay down her life
Her soul and her innocence
To wash him a clean of his
Follies and sins
She’s ready and waiting
By the window in white
Just whisper her name
Into the Night
Ghost words of the imaginings 