Shall we dance 2

Cuckoo sounds

Curse the day we met

Forever chained

The string is blue

Another time

Your words were true

The song now plays

A different tune

You clutch again

And spin me through

cyclonic fields

Of words and laughter

Madness thoughts

Of pearls and clutch bags

Ballroom gowns

Neckerchiefs

Men with long hair

Clefts in Chins

bow before me

Eyes of arrows

Heart’s-the target

Fly like a sparrow

Grab my waist

hold my breath

I love thee

She whispers into the air

When she wakes

When she sleeps

I love thee

When she walks

When she moves and speaks

I love thee

When she bathes and sweeps

I love thee

When she reads and weeps

But most of all

She loves him when his home

For keeps …

Time on Earth

Should be all it promises

Sunshines and lollipops

Unicorns and horses

But listen while I spill a spool

Of loneliness and heartaches

Where trees Sway

Stairs are long

and winding

And sighs escape when they may

So jig it up

Drop a few, mix it if it pleases

The plan to plot

No sadness you want

So drop them as you need to…

You were real

You were real in my dream

But then I woke it would seem

I was down on my knees

Eyes lowered hands clasped bleeding

A soft touch on my shoulder

I feared to look I was older

Tired and sore fearing what lays

Ahead as I dropped knowing I may

Get whipped from soldiers

Taunted by them

For weak am I but still worked for them

Come you whisper to me softly

My name you called and sad for knowing

Bonny was I once upon a time

The world my oyster

But now is a crime

You helped me rise follow me you smile

No one else saw you invisible was I

We walked down wet paths onto the stairs

You hold my hand I could only stare

Now I know I’ve left this world

With my love I remember you so…

A little bit of you

A little bit of me

I can see you’re bored

Now that makes three

You took the fork road

Of where angels don’t sleep

Biggest mistake

Now you sow what you reap

But there’s a way out

You know of those strings

To pull when they’re showing

Your itch is still growing

So scratch that and tug

No you’re not a lug

Go on if you dare

Without a care

Of whom you trod on

I know I’ve been wrong of

The ones you have met

And now I regret

I’m sorry…

For the now

All I can do for you

Is listen and stroke your hand

All I can do for you

Is hummm and brush the sand

Out of the cobweb mind

Filled with such halls and trails

All I can do for now

Is to help you not stumble nor fail

All I can do for now

Is keep lighting your way

All I can do for now

Is talk to you and not say

How every word written

With pen and pencil

Can hurt teach and learn

There is your lesson

All I can do for now

Is bring attention to your blue

All I can do for now

Is help you watch as the bird flew

Out of it’s nest for the first time

Flapping it’s wings

higher it climbs

Then rests and sings

All I can do for you

Is to wish the sadness goes

All I can do for you

Feel my white light flows

Through you heal you imagine

It’s true

For tomorrow is another day

Another thought That’s new ❤️

Play me like a fool

Just like a spool in a sewing machine

Winding me up but how long is a string

You played me the fool

Showed me up

This tightly bound spool

Then pressed the foot

Released my cord

Weaving me through

When you are bored

Creating the seam

For your open wounds

Using my beam

For your tunes

I worry for you

Your mosh mash of thoughts

Missing you heaps

The thread is your words

Come home…

A little ditty for your tune

Here she goes again

Here she goes again oh oh oh

Falling swaying twirling oh oh oh oh

That sinking feeling oh oh oh oh

You’ve been there once before

You’ve been there once before

The pulling undertow

The pulling undertow

The crash and the burn

The crash and the burn

The nothing left to say

She’s left her body sways

The promises you made

The fabric as it frays

Just ashes on the floor

Go running for the door

Vacant eyes

Searching the room

The promises she made

A good thing she just blew

Here she goes again

Falling swaying twirling

That sinking feeling

You’ve been there once before

You’ve been there once before

Go running for the door

Go running for the door

Don’t want to

Don’t want to

Bleeding words forevermore

Don’t want to

Don’t want to

There

There she goes

Eyes roll back

The words she lacks

Just Say it

What shall I pen

On this whiteboard of life

The mistakes made or

The love of my life

The pain within

That tortures my soul

Deep in the black

Psychedelic hole

A conundrum of writings

Each a short story

I wish to not bore

Only excite you with flurry

Paint you a picture

Of colours and hues

Words to delight

Give you pleasure then blue

So why is the whiteboard

Still blank and snow white

Where is the rainbow

Cursive words to ignite

The pictures within you

To outstretch your hand

Reach for my fingers

Lift me up to your land

Of visions within you

Where my words will ring true

Resonate deep in

Your soul and heart through

But maybe I’m waiting

For you to go first

Words I will drink

With hunger and thirst

So this whiteboard remains

A blank masterpiece

Still waiting for you

Until then I will cease

Waiting

Nothing more to share

A heart is bare

For all to see

Including me

Private thoughts

Now stored away

You left the matrix

For quieter pastures

Never to hear

Your thoughts again

Only the music

Quiet the thread

We miss you so

Keep waiting but slow

To learn the truth

Will hurt not smooth

Bouncing about from one to the other

Still looking for your hearts’ lover