Always the friend

A little like the bridesmaid

But never the bride

Chase never to be had

Yet breadcrumbs leave a trail for who?

Signals always flashing

For the led lights are always red

Shoulders are soft yet strong

But only used to carry the burden

Smile misread for friends

And only used to cheer you up

Eyes forever lowered

So the heart shan’t peak beyond eyelashes

Voice always quivers

But whispers words to set the tone

Blame I have only me

it’s easier than to hurt again

The wildest of dreams

‘Tis true as the story goes

Never in my wildest of dreams

Standing alone on the foreshore

Connected by a static beam

Blue and white crackle and pop

But hatred for me it seems

You terrorise shake up rattle and roll

Then whisper sweet nothings my dear

So tender one minute and angry the next

I mask my god foresaken fear

Yet a victim professes only love and devotes

Their heart to always be near

I don’t idolise procrastinate whip lashings and such

Just to listen then just to grieve

So tell me why me what have I done

You have chosen to mock, be a bitter pill

When only defend honor fight for and shield

Joan would have been proud to the fill

Do I lay down my sword

Tell me my friend

Never follow you to the ends

The ball is now bouncing in your court

No more no more hurt

Cut the chord the tune the blue melody hue

The tune you and I Wounds open and bled


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

I’ll be there for you

I’ll be there for you

these five words I’ll say to you

when you breathe

I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you

I’d live and I’d die for you

I’d steal the sun from the sky for you

Words can’t say what love can do

I’ll be there for you

I wasn’t there when you were happy

And I wasn’t there when you were down

Didn’t mean to miss your birthday baby

I wish I’d seen you blow those candles out

Missing you…

😦     The greatest love song by JBJ & RS





Release yourself

Is it she

That wants to be free

Why do you hold

Onto love forlorn

So many times

So many rhymes

All is lost when babe is born

The demand to listen

A dew drop glistens

Beware the tempestuous storm

Of love and like

Hopped on a bike

For another she is drawn

Up high in the tree

leaves drop beneath

Let the babe go

It’s time for he

A father is thee

Move on he should know

Don’t be shy

And don’t you lie

It’s ok to search for love

Another muse

Held your glance and bemused

So fly be free white dove


You’ve Recently closed

Unplugged just gone

Lost connection

No light shone

Out of reach

Out of sight

Into the darkness

Out of the light

Did you wish to end it

With all your might

We’ve been tricked

By the oceans bight

A spark to ignite

The fury caused

Create divisions

Between the groups

Just an incision

That won’t be stitched

And can’t be fixed

Not who you are

So near yet far

I’ve tried for you

Oh hero of blue

To create peace

And hatred release

No light ahead

I fear and dread

My physical pain

Return twin flame

‘Twas not to be

Not meant to leave

Return back home

Not the unknown

Your voice

Your voice is among the people
I walk by in the crowd
Searching every face
But your smile I have not found
Your voice is amongst the trees
As the leaves rustle in the breeze
I search the lines on the bark
Just memories now I bleed
Your voice is amongst jack hammers
I pass on nearby streets
Calling me to come home
But where is it I scream
Your voice is in my head
When I wake when I breathe
Your murmurs of words come flowing forth
In a hurried pattern of pleas
Why do you tug at my heart
Your moment had escaped
One moment in time my heart had stopped
Then suddenly was awake
Was it a dream a fleeting spell
You cast upon my soul
It opened me up to another time
When horses and carts and bells tolled
Your voice is but a whisper now
I’ve locked it in my chest
Come here come home it pleads to me
Suffer in silence forever unrest…


Purple you shade
A colour I avoid
I cannot fathom
How you are adored
Streaks of you I admit
Are darker shades of blue
When mixed with a black brown
Then it becomes you
So you are the depression and
Angst with the sad
Hurting a young girl
Whom feels truly bad
She’s one mixed up soul
No mother who adores
Was thrown in a white room
Tied up in four walls
Her soul is so passionate
Purple she oozes
Latched onto your heart
And words of blue
I have tried to stop her
From adulates and suns
You are her idol
Whatever will become
Of this young purple girl
Followed you to the ends
Of the world her hair curled
She handed you a present
Was met with a cold ice
A curt thank you
Her heart you did splice
Once again I am sorry
I will bring attention to she
I now know how incorrigible
She is and her needs





Poor poor Primroses

Just like a primrose
You all sit in a clump
Old English roses
For fear I may like
A pale yellow you suggest
Happy and glee
The true colour of yellow
Flowers suggest jealousy
There are pink ones so rare
Found in untouched woods
Protected by warriors
In dark cloaks of hoods
The pink ones he seeks
Look for those you should
For those are the ones
To make his head turn they would
I know of his kind
Always searching a muse
Ignites them with words
Like a spark from a fuse
But a spark is no match
To one whom is fire
A constant source of fuel
It is I he wished to desire
I will feed him the words
Needed for his ideas
Like a blood thirsty leech
Until full He doth feels
I am but a ground cover
Dotted with colours of abstract
To play the game
So do not feel the wrath
Burning in you for searching
You look in wrong places
His plaything is lurking
Beneath your very noses
She is right there you see
Always has been you fools
Like Camilla to Charles
Deceit woefully ruled
So he’ll water his flowers
To keep you all wanting
And withering and drooping
Be careful
The pruning …



Prying Eyes

Prying eyes
Salacious ears
Pointy noses
Thickening beards
Questions abound
Restless thoughts
Dreams escaping
Visions are bought
Stories are numerous
Tellers of lies
Poets are dreamers
Informative spies
Where once there was innocence
Now lies deceit
Happenings are made
To create more heat
These are just words
Created for you
As you will wonder
But are these words of truth