You’re an enigma to me
One two three
Happy today
Cheerful and gay
Disappearing tomorrow
With all your sorrow
Finish these words
Flying like birds
Gather and nest
Sleep now just rest
Gather your strength
A long travel and send
Them all packing
They’re heavy and flacking
Here’s the spark you need
Inhale and breath
It’s only two weeks
If it’s freedom you seek
Go on just do it
You’re muse you won’t lose 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
Strike the match
Light the wick
It’s pouring rain
Or so it seems
Candle burning
Wax melting
Down the side
Onto frosting
Hip hip hooray
And so they cheer
Rosey cheeks
From the beer
In a trance
Take a breath
Blow the pain
re Birth not death
And there is your wish
Will you share
Or keep it a secret
Shall I dare
Ask
Floatings words so free
So light
Coming to me
In the blackest of night
From the darkest corners
Of the deep deep blue
Amongst the shadows
Combined they are new
Describing my thoughts my feelings
My days
Without you the hurt is unbareable
stay
Come back to where it all began
Where innocence of life and
Ignorance was true
I shouldve followed you
down the Stairs unto
A platform of imaginings
Where love is just
To inhale you awaken me
My spirit it must
An artist you paint passion into the skies
Strumming your strings above
Us so high
Alas it was never to be but a dream
For was it a memory
Or just an imaginary
You reached over as fireworks
and the clock it tick tocks
It’s twelve bells it rings as
The new year it knocks
Was that the same memory
You share as you breathe
Twas but 30 years ago
Fresh with a bridal wreathe
I told you a no
And have the pain of regret
A stranger reached out
For my lips and my breathe
For fireworks blew up
Above our heads
Another my betrothed
Watched with abated breathe
The music surrounds and
The wine it sure flowed
My head as it swimmed
To your strange colour code
I’ve met you before up above
In the skies
Before we were born
Before man had died
Where candles were light
And foot was the travel
YOU were my betrothed my spirit
My navel
Attached to our hearts
Arteries beating as one
We shared each deep thought
From whenst did it come
As we wrinkle with age
And a meeting renewed
You ask me do I know you
I could only amuse
For the walls are quite high now
To never be jumped
Know as I write this
My throat a sticky lump
Restrained me from speaking
But a smile escapes
A photo of us
As we pass by the gate
As everyone watches another spots you
Takes a photo of us
As our spirits renew
For this is not forever
Utopia awaits
I am dying today and
I promise restraint
To not look at another
Again i will not
I will wait for that spark
The one you just shot
On a high
At end of nigh
Brought you a gift
A small Trish
Carrying the goods
You liked I shook
Took a photo you see
Of you and she
I asked for a biscuit
You took of you missed it
Never mind Trish was soaring
Your welcome I
Adore you
To stop
To breathe
To think
To see
To mull
To toss
To think
To gloss
Purse your lips
Heed a warning
Gut instinct
React and falling
Cushion the fly
Hesitate and breathe
Stop your talking
Safety trampoline
Ghost words of the imaginings 