Is rare and only used when to impress
Honesty
Amongst only a few
Those whom have lived the truth
Those whom have seen the Blue
Honesty
We like to believe
Is around us cloaked with deceit
Honesty
Will win in the end
And only when truth is spoken my friend
Honesty
Will be rewarded
And not by the fittest or richest
But by those who are round and fit it
Get my drift
No rift here just pleased you’re happy
And so it begins
3 days 3 nights
Inhabiting those they love
Unawares the damage they cause
Whilst they walk amongst us again
The ring of fire is burning
The stars collide and turning
And beezlebub shakes and knows the stakes
Are being sharpened
But He is ascending
Minds blown and bending
As the dead join the army
Tis time
There is no more was just an illusion
Protrusion collusion
Created by man
Goodnight then and wake
To the New World
Small like a mouse
But larger than the Krause
Will come undone
And like her daughter who left the son
Of a mother’s number one
She too pretends to be blue
Yet follows you to find yr clues
And tears you down
Smothers you takes your breath
Whatever for the hue is red
Cannot find those that tread
Softly behind amongst the fog
Just like a puppy dog
There are those that will see through the Liar s
She is black sleek and shiny
Her eyes are black beady and tiny
Yet all her words ring true ever so blue
Fast and furious flapping her wings and so she strings
All those that admire although are tired
Listen and smile whilst file away all for another day
So now I’ll pray she will heal and peel
The truth behind the manic squawk and plunging like a hawk
Who would’ve thought
While out and sought
A sign to save me
A sign of life
Under a farmer’s wide brim
There you were resting
Your tired blue eyes
Hair of shaggy grey
Shirt checkered and frayed
A slight wink and smile
Turned up corners
Only thoughts are sly
I get it. I know
You’re always around
Quicker than a ninja
You were out of here
But all my illusions
Love and contusions
Stirring up the next big thing
To focus on and sing
Seeking Out the truth
Be aware the devils advocate
Or she dwells amongst the activists
And copy cats will prove
Their unwavering trouvé
Of knowledge of you
See I told you blue
Free
Chains envelope me
INFP
makes sense now breathe
Pray for roads to open
Pray for ways of coping
Overwhelming moods of broken
Tired blues, lowered eyes
Bloodshot visions downturn smiles
Glimmer shimmer hopes are fading
High waves start wading
Swallow salty tears cascading
Waterfalls hitting rocks
keys and locks beckon opening
Knives are out start to sharpen
She won’t let up admit defeat
Leave it alone you beast
Give it a rest and peace
When the same old same repeats
Folks turn away you see?
Find the new meld with the rest
Now you know who is the best
Listen learn hear their heart beat
Sense the wars offer peace
Palms open honesty brews
Shoulders relax
I hear you…
A green feather amongst autumn leaves
A white feather softly falls from above
You’ve left me dear in a room with love
Eyes closed whispers a tune
Whenever a feather is near you
I’m thinking of you
A black and white feather amongst cracked paving below
My sneaker nudges it free with a toe
A blue and white feather caught on a branch
Run to you I will given the chance
And just like that the memories relive
To hold you for a moment my life I would give
As darkness descends I google a feather
And remember your words soon we will be together
A nice word Square not round but said with intent
Took me awhile to realise the meaning behind your word to me
Reliable
Hard working
Grinds the stone each day
Open book
Naive not as much but still learning
Flows with the vibe
No contrive
Am alive
Time to jive
With open arms
Six words to make your heart race
No steady pace
To hold and embrace
Letting all walls down
All fears drown
Just the sound of two hearts
Coming together
Just now. Maybe forever
As I come to you
With open arms
Steve sings he knows
The innocence and vulnerability
This song holds and shows
Believe when I say
This love is here to stay
Open Arms
Thank you Mr Perry
Melancholy day
Contemplate on the word hate
As I listen to the offerings
The giving
the words spilling forth
Realisations creeping in
Like stowaways hiding in the corners of a large maze
Only coming out when safe to do so
Leaving breadcrumbs behind to gently let you know
Your job is done
Your reward a nod, a smile, a memory
Surreal feelings of joy but only for a brief hour
Turn sour bereft of power
Only words building a tower
Of the imagining
Then fade to a wispy white above
As a new day begins with the sun rise
Promising the pain will lessen if you don’t think
Another drink
Allow the stowaways to settle
Amidst the nettle
Gently drinking from the golden goblet
Of yesterday
As I listen some more to the meanderings of
The calculating teaching you to step up
Out coax you from the shell you built
As a young one
I’m looking for that shell now
What the hell
You won’t be missed the stowaway tells
Cocoon further into yourself as you protect
What little you have left
Your only regret
The empty promises that were made
Now fade into a movie you once sang
My dear …..
Ghost words of the imaginings 