Too Cool for Heaven

Look at me
With my spiked hair
And tattooed arms
Where I go, the crowds follow
I sing but I also dance
The angels watch
Envious
They don’t want me there
I’m too cool for heaven
And hell doesn’t want to freeze over!

Poem 2/12:free-fall

free falling

within

outside: it’s so still, dark, quiet.

i hear the dark rush of the winds, inside.

not quiet;

not still;

dark.

Poem 24/24 – Away with the Night

Poem 24 – Away with the Night
And so it’s all done
The night has begun
It’s now time to slumber
And count sheep to a number
Too early with post haste
This talent I must not waste
For 24 hours I have done
My creative juices have just begun
So now to dream must I
This sweet Mistress must go
And beckons her creativity to wait,
In hopes she’s not long late…

 

Poem 23/24 – Being Me

Poem 23 – Being Me
You knew who I was
Right from the start
You even took me to heart
Now you have forgotten
My senses all rotten
The bond we share
Nothing will ever compare
For I am your sanity
And we are entwined
Forever together,
We are one mind
So remember who I am
And who we can be
For together you know –
We can be free…

Poem 22/24 – Feel Me

Poem 22 – Feel Me
Always there
Always you care
Never in doubt
How could I have know what this love was about?
Take my hand
And in amongst the emotions –
Together we will land
Did we take some potions?
Here are some jelly beans –
Let’s move things in slow motion
Or shall we have some more greens?
For you are my one true devotion…

Mirror in the Mind

Mirrors in my mind

won’t let me forget,

Prisoner inside

filled with much regret.

 

Mirrors in my mind

hostile with their words,

wounding me inside

Emotions now have stirred.

 

Will it ever stop?

images please blur,

Mirrors that reflect

the pain that had occurred.

 

Mirrors in my mind

Heartlessly confined,

They can’t understand

the guilt that has been mine.

 

Cruelly locked within

Staring through these bars,

Everything I love

is now very far.

 

Mirrors in my mind

don’t let me look back,

Somehow wipe my tears

show me what I lack.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poem1/12: Unveil

Every word you write;

you use;

you say, will reveal you to them

Do you have the courage?

– To BE,

– And remain,

As you are,

still,

true,

under their gaze:

To unveil?