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Frankfurt 2: Hey Jude, Judas

The photo below was taken in Hauptwache, Frankfurt, click here if you’d like to see a few more from my trip. Or scroll down and read on


I know nothing of falling in love.

That tripping up, or a bit of a jigsaw.

Maniacally exclaiming life reshaping.

I stumbled over desperation until my chest demanded rest for its people.

Now salty for a taste of freedom

I grieve with ten thousand reasons for why we’re here.

What’s real talk to convenience?

Stores of obedience host underground shows.

Soon there’ll be no difference between breathing and blows.

Avalanches will flow.

Demons with god intentions only ever change lanes

Truth is loyal and destructive, it devastates and remains.

Where the sun sets the moon gains.

We all want the light without pain

We all want to know the 4-2-5 yet Judas gets in the way.

What are you a discipline of?

What’s your price today?


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Boy in the corner

Trade your suit and glasses for sackcloth and ashes

Remain pure to your past self, unmasked and passive

Stay sophomoric and tragic, take slap shots, and don’t panic!

Affray? We’ll wreak havoc, you’ll be a mascot for the moribund

Stay savvy, trade your muses and nuance for fame and famine

Pyramid schemes for your dreams, is it fair?, oh you’ll manage

Imagine what we fashion when we see through your glasses.

Tape your education through conversation then charge you for classes

We’ll rape your souls in the marriage bed and claim it never happened.

So what will it be, your roots or our fruits?

The trenches or the barracks?

Do you believe anything will stick if we hold the field of carrots?

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The End

I’m in love with….I could never finish the sentence
My regrets roused rancorous desires for regression
I was colour blind as the red flags flapped,
I felt so fly, the fact that I didn’t, feels impressive.
My ego was bedded by this boo as the crowd roared us on.
Economical with the truth about either of us being The One
We phoned in that blue light to the brain as though we were seeing
the sun.
The great depression was 3 rings away from speaking up.
Green was never my shade, yet blue was our colour.
We called a spade a spade while digging crates and graves for each other
To tolerate through desperation seemed a better vow than to love each other.
Desecrating the legacies of Father, Father and Mother.
Who we fancied remained a secret that not even mirrors could fathom.
If we get on, let’s see where it goes was the best chestnut, adage
We thought we had our onions in order so we ignored the sage.
This was a fools buffet, eat now and pay later
Needed more time to date but….
We were less diligent than a fan of James Yancey
Pilot of Aaliyah’s plane on an incredible flight of fancy
If you do best at a certain altitude, why lower the standards?
If our mutual anchor had matched us, the candle position was shifting.
If walking through hell was our job, we seemed fire resistant.
We did what was expected and found some return on the investment.
Blurring the burning yearning for affection with friendship.
The words house and mate were, for the most part, unconnected.
 The moment we took the breath away, I became we, with love in a sentence.
Now if this is a confession to someone who cannot give penance.
What are we to do with the fragments of our reflections?
We end.

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Finding Fruit

I stopped by your poems

Hugged them line by line

Our heartbeats fell as silken petals

This long lost love made Courtney Pine

Silence eavesdropped on mystic kisses

Eager vibrations rekindled the affair

Your swirling prose meditative.

My unchained cadences cohesive

Perceptive curtains arrange our winds though

Love isn’t lost if the heart’s still beating

Is this mine or our evocative secret?

A final kiss on our achievements?

The silence still eavesdrops

The longing lusts evermore.

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Lip Service

You keep kissing me in front of all these people
Expecting me to fall in love with you.
We seem to meet before the party, then it’s hard to get in touch with you.
I died for more than double you.
Hold this L
If it’s not too much trouble how about a… hello?
Public displays of affection, rarely a conversation.
You pull up a pew and rearrange the table.
Snack with me and regurgitate it.
Why? Why take the plate if you’re not hungry?
Why tell me you love me in public?
You barely shake my hand or hug me.
You immerse in my water and refuse to plug me.
If our lips must combine like oxygen and hydrogen, why aren’t we more than friends?
Am I the luxury meat at your barbecue?
The pumice stone to your ego?
If I’m the cross road you take in a blue moon in spite of your better route
If to yourself you’re being true, this arrangement is shaky.
Sometimes I hate it.
Our snap chat, I’ll take it over an Amen on Facebook.
I might be on your speed dial for the sake of it,
It is your heart I’m truly taken with.
You are worth the chase and…although you say….
I do… without the declaration.
Some folk forsake marriage for a lifetime of dating.
The choice is yours, is this a love worth embracing?

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5 day Poetry Challenge Day 5 – The Uniqueness of Being Unique

Written circa November 2006, this is the last post for the challenge. It feels good to look back at where I’ve come from as a writer. Thank you for reading,

Every word spoken on this earth is a ritual

Unless it’s inspired by the divine at the time, it cannot be defined as truly individual

Uniqueness is the relative of beauty desired by all

If true love is unconditional

Are the partakers truly unique individuals?

Experience is definitions fly on the wall in the documentaries of our lives

But we find uniqueness essence cannot be repeated

Humans are fruit smoothies – mixture of common features

We try to emphasise unique things, a lot of our plus points

From our personal couture to our cultural standpoints

Pointing skywards

Common concepts are the paternal subtexts that drive us

Culture is our car

Exquisitely designed without a need for eyes

For unique defines not I but who we are

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The poetry of 16.8.14

I promised in my last blog that I would post my wedding speech. For those of you with a spare 20 minutes the full text of it can be found here.

Writing this presented a number of challenges, the main one being to stay true to my style whilst not going over the heads of 97% of my guests.

Having defied tradition and changed the order of the speeches so that I had the last speech, my overriding determination was to craft one of my best ever pieces of art. I wanted a verbal firework display that made minds dance and hearts flutter. I found myself quoting random lines from it on our honeymoon. Nevertheless you can listen to and/ or read the final section of my speech below.

And now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for, finally… I hear you shouting

There’s no doubt that, I’ve been waiting to explode and had to keep a dry powder

Studying Maria’s make up so I can wake up to her without it

Showing her God, love and Romance is the water in my fountain

This is not settling down this is merely setting up,

Enough is never enough, when you build with love

Though if fools fall in love and wisdom’s part of the equation

I’ll burn at many degrees of passion and enjoy HER education

How did we meet? The story has around 10 variations. For the purposes of time I’ll take one.

The website says that “Our friendship began in church, God smiled on us and we smiled at each other. The rest they say…is history”

Now when I look back at it, I can see evidence of the classic notion that “God works in mysterious ways”.

Although I met Maria in the summer of 2010, having been invited to a picnic at Trentham Gardens by Andy, the first time we spoke at length wasn’t until a year later.

Whilst the memory of what we spoke about has faded, I remember leaving after 90 minutes to go dancing, only to feel like I shouldn’t have left. I cannot say for certain, that if I had stayed for the duration we’d be married already. What I can say is that it perhaps started the pursuit of happiness, for which I had to train my inside man.

Though some of my Grace Church family will have you believe I’m smoooooth, I prefer the terms prayerful, patient and aware.

I realised that this wasn’t Oceans 11, to be her one and only there could be no elaborate strategy. Prayerful, patient and aware is what I had to be. Call me cooler than your best champagne with a stronger subtlety. I recognise that her heart is more precious than gold, diamonds and platinum in the world banks most protected safe.

Her toy boy by virtue of just 3 weeks, I asked her out on January the 13th 2013. At 12 minutes past 6 on the 21st of January, I nearly fell over in the snow when she agreed to meet for our first date.

One thing you may not know, is that Maria asked me out for our second date, which was a month later.  From then on we’ve never stopped dating.

How did I know that Maria was the one?

Well…I remember the first time we held hands. Watching The Voice realising we were singing our own heart song. That moment told me this is the hand I must hold onto.

Maria, my happy feet moon walked around Saturn when you accepted the platinum.

We were engaged 6 months and a day after the first date.

Love wouldn’t let me wait. Less than 3 months in to our relationship, I had thought to ask you.

A decoy proposal on a picnic blanket, by the time you turned it around, I was on one knee.

A year and 20 days later…. you’ve married me.

Maria Faye what a wonderful name

I’m living the dream because your syllables kinda rhyme with Adrian Duane

We’re officially a couplet.

Our love will never be paint by numbers

Though in the game of scrabble, Mckenze is worth 25 points

Though today we are joined….

This moment has been 32 years in the making.

There’s been 385 days of waiting after 183 days of dating.

Today’s our coronation, a declaration that our hearts are blaze with passionate flames so flagrant.

Eternity is ours so baby it’s your time I’m taking.

I’ll tell the clock to keep running because you keep my heart racing. 

Folk told me all I needed was love and blindly I believed it was true.

Until love opened my eyes and told me that all needed was you.

Only you, no one else but you,

I’m on another planet, not just over the moon.

You make my past stand down so that our future stands up because you are my standard of beauty

You are so beautiful to me.

This Love I have for you will see no heirs.

It’s that rare

So many recognise the light but can’t handle the glare

Today, it’s not just you I gain but the daily choice to invest in

A Love never that sleeps and I’m not that into resting

Like Ray la Montagne says, you are the best thing

Like Robin Thicke says, you centre me

Every day you bring something new to me

My Sexy Cinderella, I can’t wait to kiss you under the moonlight.

As I recognise that real love is made every day, not just wedding night

You are the love story I’ll write with my left hand because I’ll make time to get it right.

(SING) And I don’t wanna bore you with this, oh but I love you, I love you, I love you

Yes I love you
I love you because there’s something about your love

That makes me weak

And knocks me off my feet

Yes there’s something about YOUR love

That makes me weak

And knocks me off my feet

With that in mind could every man woman and child please stand

As I raise a toast to the more than amazing, irreplaceable, love of my life

Maria Faye Mckenzie

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