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Saturday, 24 July 2010

Known:


I've watched the moon rise 
over Paris
and I've watched her gently fall (Bh <3)
touched the night skies
soared with a Eagle 
on the wing
swooped and dived
until there was only
inertia of the moment
sailed across the seven seas
and yet still been at home
dived as if a gullimot
and yet never touched water
grown like a tree
high and mighty
and yet never planted roots
been a single flower head
searching for the sun
and yet
never sown seeds
I have been a thousand voices
and yet
never uttered a single word
I've lived for many a year
millennia for sure
and yet
died a million times
I've slept through comets coming
and yet
held on fast to their shooting tails
flying across the nite skies
for I am
&
I will surely be
me

~X~

Accord:



Dancing
turning
swaying
moving
being
all
nothing
floating
flying
soaring
uplifting
free falling
until there is only
the sound of burning
flames of seduction
desire
a higher tempo
as your body courses
feels the movement
the rhythm
trapped inside
surrounded outside
by the eerie glow
of a thousand eyes
as you burn your way
through the forests
to the ever eternal
elemental

~X~

Foremost:


How can it be better then this
when your facing me
holding me in your grasp
clutching me to you
keeping me safe
from woes and betides
that lurk in the darkness
what would be easier then to fall
deep into your eyes
and simply float away
their boats maybe sinking
all around them so 
beyond saving
but I will always have 
in you my saving grace
and whilst the rain falls
and the sun shines
leafs turn red an yellow
cold winds blow sheltered in you
I find myself secure
to be but always me
words said undone
passed and left
is of no consequence
but for this moment
when you tell me
I am I will be
the only one
to catch you when you fall
upon the rising tides
of the storms below
 
 
 ~X~
 

Living:



We can't all give love she says
her eyes streaming 
of crystal broken 
shattered diamonds
of what was once 
her dreams
pale face clutched by her hands
tracks of her tears
leaving runways
to me I pull her so
her soft sobs shaking her body so
against my stiffened chest
hoping praying
the memories of before 
will leave her be
as if birds
nay
Angels on the wing
to show to teach
that without this
and that within
there is no faith or belief
in a better tomorrow
with the understanding
it is a lesson
of lost labours love
in the knowledge
someone 
somewhere 
will love you for you
without rhyme or reason
but just because
your love will flow
and once again 
you will be whole
and surely healed
until then I have love enough
to hold you tight
and to be able 
to fight these demons
until they surely drop

~X~






Thursday, 22 July 2010

Dragonese:


So she comes to me
on this moonlight evening
as if the sun was our candle
her beacon
my marker
her hand in mine
a walk we take 
to the clearing we reach
and silent we fall
our hearts beating as one
minds connected in that moment
pulling each other close
feeling the heat of our bodies
as we desire the time
to never end or fade
slowly the blackness comes
of the nite skies
and above us sits a thousand million
stars each a wish of love
need want and desire
and crave her I do 
need her always
gently laying amongst the blankets
as the fire crackles
like moths to the burning flames
love we do make through the night
with only the stars 
and flickering flames
to guide us
beyond the centre of our hearts
with whispers of love
grace and divinity becomes
the carriage of life
for us both
to where sleep does enter
as we lay in each others arms

~X~

Friday, 16 July 2010

Memories Of Sun:



Coast lines and sand lines
leading their way
unto the blue crystal
sheen glass sheets
as the birds gather
swooping and swaying
gathering amongst 
the buoys and bays
of a time 
long left behind
except ever present
in my mind

~X~


Green rolling fields
leading to the deep blue 
ocean sea
where the guillemot
dive an the seagulls
swoop upon
many a crested wave
as anglers cast
an walkers ramble
to many a place 
buying selected choice
shop keepers token wares

~X~

Thursday, 1 July 2010

A Thought:



Echoes and thoughts randomise the mind
making sense of the clutter
when there is no use
words said words unspoken
all a pile or heap
upon the darkened floor
roars and shouts replayed
on and on
lost in translation
let alone common sense
laughs and smiles
heaped together in their own piles
as if not needed any more
drifting away to another place
I am but reminded however
of the present time and place
I find myself in
wish upon a star do I
as the moon shines her light
on me so
bathing my skin
in a opulent white glow
smiles and frowns
of thoughts now and then
tis but the life I lead
reminded constantly
how much moves changes
as we grow older
content in my ways
for now
happy to be me
in this here time and place
without a care in the world
then that, that are yours
tendered and cared for
as if your farm hand
for fragile they are
and tender they be
just as precious as mine are
to but me
for this is the life I lead
and slowly I float away
on a sea of ever lasting wants
and wishes and dreams
that it always be
stays this way

~X~

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

Choice:



As you pass them by
do you not see their outstretched limbs
beckoning unto you
this way or that way
which way will you go
what path will you take 
hark the whispers of them so
how they discuss talk amongst themselves
do you not hear the mirth
or even the mire
of perhaps the glad 
and even misfortunate
many a year has passed them so
and yet still you walk amongst them
without ever realising
or knowing how long they have stood
as guards protecting the land
they stand amongst
so mighty, proud and tall
the journey always the same
the message always the same
which way will you go
what path will you take
will you seek to silence their whispers
or stop and take note
of a hundred year old message
that speaks unto you
and whilst seeming to be but the wind
nay even a light breeze
rustling the branches and leaves
it is but the words of the wise
here we have stood
all we have seen
whom do you trust
whom do you believe
which path will you take
which way will you go
as you pass us by
be it through ignorance
or perhaps simple blindness
sometimes they slip past
without ever knowing
or hearing
the messages of the wise
and yet oh so ancient
which way will you choose

~X~

Sunday, 20 June 2010

Unity:



Connections 
hands held in a tight clasp
a circle of trust 
bound by a higher belief
thoughts conceived shared
given freely without judgement
when one is weak
the others hold fast
taking the strain amongst them so
sharing all the highs and lows
smiling at the sun as one
sheltering from the rain
as a collective so
moving in a fluid motion
to reach the never ending passages
that come along this here moment
to breathe as one
to live speak utter to know
and to take each reflection
and see all sides
of the many facets
that maybe of another's
perspective
to lay and sleep safe
shrouded in arms of love
to be free within that
and soar
as if the eagle on the wing
to grow mighty and tall
as if the oak in the field
to bend and sway
flexible like that of bamboo
in the the strongest of winds
to give to receive to heal
to be but us
and know
unity
is the driving force
of all we do
until the chosen time
when we become beyond
the clasps of time
and need 
of this here plain

~X~

Expressional Thought Of Now:



A lark is a lark is sure a lark
a song is a song a note sung
a moment is a moment a flicker of time
words are a word as are a line
skies are but skies as is a horizon
a fire is a fire as is a pyre
love is but love as is a heart
eyes are but eyes as is to see
flight is a flight as is a bird
rain is but rain is as a tear drop
giving is but to give but is to receive
to want is to need but is to provide
desire is but to crave but is to worship
divine is to walk on water as is to be upheld
to fly high is but to soar as is to be free
to know is but to hear is but to think freely
to hold is but to comfort is to be complete
and to touch is but to feel as is to love
for to be is but to live as is to breathe
as if connected as to be within but to be one
as if to fly on high as is a plane as but is the lark

~X~


Sunday, 13 June 2010

Shielded:

When its dark and gloomy
and your heart feels sad
if tears feel like
they will surely fall
and you want to
but scream and shout
if anger hits and wages war
within your mind
and the body tenses
and causes aches
if you feel like just giving up
or have no faith
in just waking up
all I ask is you reach out
and feel my hand
take it so to yours
clutch it tightly
and let me lead you
into the sunshine
where thoughts will fade away
surely so
and the rays of the sun will bathe you
to the forest we will go
and laze upon the mighty oak
no talking no words uttered
just the serene peace
of our breathing
as tensions pour away
and your mind clears
your see the dark clouds
change to blue skies
and look to me
see my eyes
and know for you
I will never let go
Love you I do 
with all my heart
and always we will
never be apart
your counsel I will try to be
your guide and strength
in the midst of your storms
as if your coast guard
until you can surely sail
the seven blue seas
once again
freely as you
smile my love
laugh my dear
cheer my darling
for this is but just another day
of overcast weather
which will break
and surely so
the sun will begin to shine
once again
as we walk hand in hand

~X~

<3 G.R.P.S <3

Saturday, 12 June 2010

Dream:



Subdued and forlorn
tired and weary
I stumble through the night
lost inside the devil 
and his mired thoughts
wishing wanting to rest
nay close my eyes and sleep
and not awaken
to another million years
of living like this
I fall upon a place
naked to the eye
distant to the mind
sleep slumber comes slowly
as strange noises echoes
resound all around me
whispers and chortles
of voices and laughter
my heavy eyes allow me
no more concious state
and slowly I drift away and off
I awaken to a floating sensation
as I open my eyes
I see a thousand million sparks
as if I was in the middle of a atom
rest now they speak
here your find restoration
faith and belief
in the journey ahead
I give way to my unenforced captors
as they lead me to a dell
there stands the mighty oaks
whose leaves fan my heated body
fairy's flit back and forth
dropping fruits galore
eat eat feed you must and will
the sweet nectar running down my throat
replenishing my body
my mind begins to clear
and my body begins to feel
as if charged like a battery
a smile creeps upon my face
I am at one with this moment
and I fear them not
or the practice of their methodology
I lay back and close my eyes
peace solace comfort
from my place of comfort

~X~

Monday, 7 June 2010

Womb:



Voices echo from a million
thousand miles
resonating their voices
now a collective sound
speaking uttering murmuring
their single message
wrapped up in a black velvet wrapper
highlighted with as if gold leaf particles
with a touch of silver finesse
life is being born created
from a whimsical puff of dust
into a cooling rounded ball
of raw energy
that springs forth all life
from the single cell 
to the light
that shines down so 
oceans begin one side
and end another
whilst below
the velvet blackness
soars countless beings
of the mystical
untouched unseen
by the naked life
land mass grows expands
upon which trees sprout forth
cleaning purifying the air
as giants amongst men 
walk tall
teaching young 
feeding grazing
as the sun turns to night
where upon the collective voice 
once again calls
tomorrow is another day
in this here garden
of our paradise
from where hence 
all life springs from
grow you will develop
you shall
and forth you will
surely carry this message so
as the curtain closes
an the night lights glimmer
offering protection
to those afraid of the dark
sleep now safe
wrapped in our need
our devout love
of all eternity


~X~