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Inspired by Art whether that be paintings, cinema or music

wishin on a star

We wish up on falling stars until we realise they are mere mortals

Using stars as portals for us transport all sense of reality aboard that good ship vanity

Losing a sense of reality we wish up on stars,

Rocks that lost faith and face and their only charity is to give up the ghost, lose the spirit

We mourn the most for the loss of fame than  neighbours on the same lane even if they helped us through our hurricane times

I’ve wished up on a star but only the one that night and day shines

I’ve wished up on a star because I want my next 24 to be better than the the 24 I left behind

I want my 24 to be even better in 7 days time

Yet the bliss of wishing should not erase your faith lines

See wishing up on a star is like sniffing coke instead of creating our own sugar

We know that we shouldn’t

Get the high without working for the sweetness

With all their flaws and release we pledge allegiance to our favoured falling star

Damning the very sky where we reside

Some folk desire the dark to hide yet they wish up on a falling light to escape themselves

Falling lights will never make heaven from self-made hells

Whilst inward we dwell with only our single soul in sight

Make your bark heard but be hard with your bite

Love your sky and use faith to stay high though many trials may bite

I’m wishing up on you ¬†to be a star for I wanna see a star remain bright

If you fall I hope your caught and put back just right

Wherever you are, there’s someone for whom you keep the sky light

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Underwater Love

After the sun there’s rain, after the joy’s there’s pain

We drink the coffee of reality, highs to gain

Don’t try to rewind be impressed to play

The rhythm of life will make you dance all day

Don’t be shy I say, take a dive in to fresh air

This underwater love is my agua de beber

With my time I paid, kept my mind on the lecture

Freed my soul from conjecture and stood as the deck chair

Holding court with my senses, your essence is set here

Your Words coursing through my veins, entered at my left ear

Released my net fear I profit from your pollination

For underwater love immersed my imagination

in you

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Angel

I was randomly sent the song “Angel” by Sarah Mclachlan and told to listen to it – its not my style of music by any stretch but it meant a lot to the person who sent it. Some how it reached into my soul and made me write and so I share its impact with you.

Sometimes I wish I was covered in angel dust
Not the kind that people snort and snuff
The sort that speeds the clock when times get rough
The sort that turns up when I’m needing love
needing a second hand to hold mine when my head spins like time
I can’t see how I’m ticking cos my eyes are full of lines
Folk say I’ve too many stars in my eyes to have a meteoric rise
I’ve given them food for thought but who ate all the pies
Not me
See I’ve brought flavour to a table of struggling ingredients
Cooked it up in a pot of theirs and my experience
The heat sends them delirious they leave feeling fearless
Peerless
Untouchable like a woman on her period
And I’m left peering out, thought I was nearing out
but instead I’m kneeling down praying for heaven to hear me out
Like English weather in November things are dreary now
Burning bad bridges to embers and clearing out
Only seems to make things eerie now
When dark tunnels had direction I could feel them out
Drowning sorrows wont work I can’t beer me out
They will drown me in depths of self mistrust
So sometimes I wish up on angel dust
Not the type that people snort and snuff
I know that when I’m down I’ll need some love
So God sent an Angel

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Twitter Inspirations: The Man Who Cried

Digging wells in search of wealth he found his slickness in the mire

He lost gems, lost friends, the games biggest insider became a pariah

When prudence beat him down he became his own town crier

Ringing bells in his own head he was eye weary and head shot

Too many legs locked when he should have kept his legs locked

Love was like an expensive watch lost at high tide

The light house was only visible when this man cried

See his inner man died and he sought resurrection

His Easter weekend was a time of inspection

His demeanour, his complexion had morose inflections

Yet his resurrection would be a new collection built to last through time

A new creature built by intelligent design with a new mould to define

All because he was the man that cried

Once again thanks to CandyAcidReign for lending my poetic soul some breath. This time I watched the video and left things to germinate before writing this piece. Much love and respect to your works.



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Twitter Inspirations: She Threw The Sky

She threw the sky in his face like a javelin
Piercing his eye she saw his focus unravelling
Knowing her words would kill she knew how to scrabble him
She was on board with her game and her bull ship was travelling
He became so far from sure His logic battled him
His feelings were rattling as anger managed him
His sense of manhood strangled him and left him dangling
Over the precipice of self destruction because this woman man handled him

I was on twitter and saw the title “she threw the sky” on an update by Ladessa Sullivan otherwise known as the poet CandyAcidReign. Honestly I have never paid that much attention to her non poetic talents but the words “she threw the sky” hit me like a silver bullet and formed a poetic verse. I may have to pay more attention now…if you think that I should flesh this verse out into a bigger poem let me know

Check the original video below

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