Wrap your kiss in a rainbow
to keep it safe in my pocket
use it as my distress flare
to find my way home.
As needed as my morning coffee
the only way to start this day.
No sugar in my mug is needed,
the sweetener that you are
In bed i make sure the rainbow
is turned into a pillow
so i can sleep in your love.
Make sure my jeans are skinny and tight
so that kiss is pressed even closer
against me.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
tree
Embarrassed, I will never show you
its unbelievably cliche but true,
all I had to hand was my housekey
then was used to carve into this tree,
our woodcut intinals in a loving heart.
Council please! Tear this tree apart!
its unbelievably cliche but true,
all I had to hand was my housekey
then was used to carve into this tree,
our woodcut intinals in a loving heart.
Council please! Tear this tree apart!
Saturday, 8 August 2009
take hold
Take hold,
we're bracing for impact
this time is ours
and is fading fast.
Full of the arrogance told
ignoring the few who are true
that self placed status.
Growing downfall.
Drown them,
with thier own silence
so you wont hear
the alarms calling.
To arms, seen as trators
replaced social wannabe uniform
with that of a solider.
Rise up together.
Defend,
the enemy you seek out
is your own self
Trator of this race.
Dragged down by no morals
no backbone to carry this world
like all the kings men.
We all fall down.
we're bracing for impact
this time is ours
and is fading fast.
Full of the arrogance told
ignoring the few who are true
that self placed status.
Growing downfall.
Drown them,
with thier own silence
so you wont hear
the alarms calling.
To arms, seen as trators
replaced social wannabe uniform
with that of a solider.
Rise up together.
Defend,
the enemy you seek out
is your own self
Trator of this race.
Dragged down by no morals
no backbone to carry this world
like all the kings men.
We all fall down.
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
another haiku
.ThisWeather.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.
some more haikus
.LikeJellyBabies.
Fruit flavoured lip balm
smells so tasty you could eat.
But dont though silly!
.CheapDeepHeat.
Mint shock shower gel
the perfect wake up, until....
My balls on fire!
.BreakfastChoices.
Croissant for breakfast
crumbs hidden in shirt creases.
Perfect snacks til lunch.
Fruit flavoured lip balm
smells so tasty you could eat.
But dont though silly!
.CheapDeepHeat.
Mint shock shower gel
the perfect wake up, until....
My balls on fire!
.BreakfastChoices.
Croissant for breakfast
crumbs hidden in shirt creases.
Perfect snacks til lunch.
Saturday, 1 August 2009
bite the stars
Carry you on my shoulders high
you are not the dragging burden
that you think you are,
held aloft as the sky darkens.
My shining latern.
full of sparkle lead the way
let you go, not a goodbye
as i will stay and wait to catch you.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
Up here on this clifftop face
shop bought fireworks sent to
explode with my love,
fall short and shower downwards.
never reaching you.
just tickle your gentle feet
gathered ash in a fireplace
filled the air with evaporated truths.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
These faults and fissured scars
all yours to view down from your
star hung cats cradle,
this humanrace with our flaws.
sun rise, stars mature.
sore neck from craning upwards
brightest of all the stars
falling with a rainbow back to earth.
you are not the dragging burden
that you think you are,
held aloft as the sky darkens.
My shining latern.
full of sparkle lead the way
let you go, not a goodbye
as i will stay and wait to catch you.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
Up here on this clifftop face
shop bought fireworks sent to
explode with my love,
fall short and shower downwards.
never reaching you.
just tickle your gentle feet
gathered ash in a fireplace
filled the air with evaporated truths.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
These faults and fissured scars
all yours to view down from your
star hung cats cradle,
this humanrace with our flaws.
sun rise, stars mature.
sore neck from craning upwards
brightest of all the stars
falling with a rainbow back to earth.
Sunday, 26 July 2009
touchdown
Humans like raindrops
fall to this earth
making an greedy impact,
to quench their thirst.
Yet they just bleed away
into a forgotten puddle,
a still and silent lake.
fall to this earth
making an greedy impact,
to quench their thirst.
Yet they just bleed away
into a forgotten puddle,
a still and silent lake.
some more haikus
.Swifts.
Summer birds swarm here
like thirsty drinkers in pubs.
I.O.Us on tab.
.SummersFeast.
Dragonfly hovers,
kingdom in full banquet.
Winter soon follows.
Summer birds swarm here
like thirsty drinkers in pubs.
I.O.Us on tab.
.SummersFeast.
Dragonfly hovers,
kingdom in full banquet.
Winter soon follows.
Monday, 20 July 2009
Thursday, 9 July 2009
some haikus
.EyeHeight.
Bracing stepladder
knows not where to direct sight.
His groin at eye height.
.NewsToday.
Subtitles run on
confuddled during live link.
This is modern news
Bracing stepladder
knows not where to direct sight.
His groin at eye height.
.NewsToday.
Subtitles run on
confuddled during live link.
This is modern news
Labels:
confuddled,
eyeheight,
groin,
haiku,
modern,
news,
sight,
stepladder,
subtitles
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
some more haikus
.HoneyPumps.
Bumble bee collects.
Unlike motorists searching
for cheapest petrol.
.YourPath.
Signpost directions
only ever point two ways.
Never a crossroads
.SlapFlat.
Skateboard man too quick,
doesnt spot stone on pavement.
Gravity does work.
Bumble bee collects.
Unlike motorists searching
for cheapest petrol.
.YourPath.
Signpost directions
only ever point two ways.
Never a crossroads
.SlapFlat.
Skateboard man too quick,
doesnt spot stone on pavement.
Gravity does work.
Labels:
bumble bee,
crossroad,
gravity,
hakiu,
honey,
pavement,
petrol,
signpost,
skateboard
Monday, 6 July 2009
too late, i know,
I was petrified of holding you
having someone so close,
everything I wanted to say
I held back, hid it away.
Everything I ever wanted,
my brightest star
the exposure to you
was too much.
We all fell down, burnt.
Nothing more than a kiss
with my lips near you
I knew I'd whisper
all my truths in your ear.
When you wern't looking
I reached out a hand to hold
like a game of grandmothers footsteps
everytime you looked at me
I froze, I could move no closer
as your gaze never left mine.
having someone so close,
everything I wanted to say
I held back, hid it away.
Everything I ever wanted,
my brightest star
the exposure to you
was too much.
We all fell down, burnt.
Nothing more than a kiss
with my lips near you
I knew I'd whisper
all my truths in your ear.
When you wern't looking
I reached out a hand to hold
like a game of grandmothers footsteps
everytime you looked at me
I froze, I could move no closer
as your gaze never left mine.
Sunday, 5 July 2009
a haiku
.DamnIt!.
Fumbling in the dark
trying to unclasp her bra.
Gah!! Thats my watch strap!
Fumbling in the dark
trying to unclasp her bra.
Gah!! Thats my watch strap!
Labels:
bra,
frustration,
fumbling,
haiku,
passion,
watch strap
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
some haikus
.SummersHeat.
Sat in swimming shorts
legs prised apart keep me cool.
Gentle through breeze.
.Gah!.
Inspiration! Now
write it down quickly before
the ink in pen runs. . . .
.OnlySoManyWords.
Haiku syllables
seventeen tones in total.
So use them wisely.
Sat in swimming shorts
legs prised apart keep me cool.
Gentle through breeze.
.Gah!.
Inspiration! Now
write it down quickly before
the ink in pen runs. . . .
.OnlySoManyWords.
Haiku syllables
seventeen tones in total.
So use them wisely.
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