THE ULTIMATE POETRY COLLECTION 2003
BOOK #09
PERFUME WIND
Smile today -
I’m feeling good,
So here a perfume wind,
I blow your way,
In order to rid you,
Of the demons of today.
March 20, 2003
ONE FIGHTING SOUL
One person out of the army,
Has said “careful!” and “run!”
One person out of the army,
Has said, “Don’t go!” “Don’t shun!”
One person out of the army,
Has never left her to bleed;
One person out of the army,
Never told a single lie or abandoned her when in need;
She loves that person out of the army,
A little more every living day;
Even though she stands here,
And he’s there miles away.
February 18, 2003
A FEELING OF FAITH
Ever had a feeling of faith in somebody,
But knew they were too young in mind,
To figure out a game was not the loving kind;
Ever thought if you grew – if they grew,
Maybe you’d both wise up,
Rise in mind and view,
And hold the mixture for something daringly new;
February 19, 2003
IN TRANCE
She sits staring out of bars,
Waiting - always waiting,
For he who fills body, soul, heart;
She sits dreamily,
Thinking of no-one,
But he;
February 19, 2003
BATTLING MOON STAR
With every footsteps step,
Every little tweak and change,
I find true truths,
Of the real life seams,
And I find disgust,
For those who led me to trust -
Pure disgust,
For everyone, everything;
Deceitful tongues,
Is all that’s found in the ring,
And I find myself battling on my own,
Battling for truths,
Battling for home,
Battling for myself,
The tiny moon star,
More powerful,
Then all in every jar -
Building my own empire of deserted lands,
In the hope I can spread something,
Into open hands;
February 20, 2003
STREAMSIDE PONDERINGS
She sits by the stream,
Thinking how bored she is,
Of the life that’s gone by,
Hibernating,
In pain,
In slumber,
Coming out of coma,
To again blunder;
She thinks of broken wings,
Wrong and rightful things -
The using,
The hurt,
Dish-washing tub of dirt;
She does this staring at the stream,
With her naked eye,
Feeling for the first time,
She’s not about to die.
February 20, 2003
BLOOD DRINKER
She hears the boy,
What a dick head -
Just wanting to take her,
To his bed;
She never wants his touch at all,
He’s swine,
Who drinks virginal blood as wine.
February 20, 2003
TRUSTING IN FATES HANDS
I guess there is,
No need to stress -
Things will come,
Happenings will happen;
I trust in Fates,
Whatever will be,
Will come to pass,
And I’ll be with,
The right flask.
February 20, 2003
EDEN
Ever dreamed,
Of washing,
In a gardens stream,
Trees – water flowing,
And loving,
Like you were air,
And the world was nothing,
As you felt a kiss,
Like a breaking tide,
Washing a note of carbon dioxide,
Into carbon monoxide -
Making it possible,
To sift away from the skeletal fossil;
February 20, 2003
SOWER
She doesn't know,
Where she be going,
But she knows,
If there’s a he,
Who partakes in sowing,
That’s with whom,
She be going -
That’s the stone,
She be throwing;
February 20, 2003
CROWNED AND NOT PLUMED
Munch, munch,
Crunch, crunch -
Throws of madness,
Fused with ache and sadness;
She wears the headdress,
Of an empress,
Yet she hasn’t,
Stepped into the dress;
She hears,
“The ship will come your way;”
But surely it can’t be that way;
February 20, 2003
CHAMBER OF SECRETS
Through a tunnel,
She saw light,
She walked that tunnel,
And found a pool,
Of waters dark and deep,
With a box underneath,
A steel seat;
February 20, 2003
WALKING DREAM
Searching through pasts face,
And in all things broken,
She touches a vow,
Which had been spoken -
A secret vow,
Which escaped all things made -
The clocks, the wires,
The rubber tires,
Wildfires;
She had felt a person,
Freed from cage,
Walking with everything,
She envisaged;
February 20, 2003
STONE CARVING
Up above,
The empress picked up a stone,
And carved a face with a frown,
Before dropping it down;
February 20, 2003
TRAPPED FACE
Sitting upon grasses,
Wild and long,
She looked up and saw a moon,
With an old mans face -
A weary one with no sun.
“Look;” she whispered,
To anyone nearby;
There’s a face trapped,
In dark night sky.
February 20, 2003
UNCONCIOUS TRUTHES
Instantly,
Without a thought,
A voice was heard,
Truth was brought.
February 20, 2003
REASON FOR REASONS
Why would she have,
Such faith in a growing name,
If she believed,
He was playing a game;
February 20, 2003
SPECIAL TREAT
When a sun,
Joins a sun,
There’s an explosive fuse;
But when a moon,
Joins a sun,
A special treat doth come;
February 20, 2003
CALL OF LIFE