The grail

July 10, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, cup, grail, inspiration, Love, poem, poetry, spoken word, storytelling, woman | 1 Comment

Old bones

ancient thrones

no where to sit

I write thrift shop poetry

so I can be with you

forgive you

for writing graffiti all over my wall

some beggars stand tall

amidst the rubble

some people like power, I admit it’s trouble

I want to set sail

find the holy grail

but she’s already found

I want to sing songs make sounds

I want to kiss her pursed lips

but mad quips make me a fool

I just drool

but pennies fall down wishing wells

I yearn for her voice it’s all I hear

but in the door way to other worlds

I may find her

or a kinder version

it’s the waters the cup of immersion.

Always Start with hope

June 21, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, dreams, hope, poem, poetry, spoken word, start, storytelling, truth | Leave a comment

when you begin your journey,

start with hope

when you build your castle,

start with hope

when you plant your tree,

start with hope

though the night may draw in

and you may lose sometimes

and bruise your skin

remember that hope

and don’t cave in

when you’re at a disadvantage

like when I was born with blue feet with the chord wrapped around my neck

when people said I’d never amount to anything

because they respected my mental health diagnosis more than me

they didn’t see the hope inside my heart

start with hope

that’s the only way

to fight on in darkest of days.

Three little birdies sat on a fence

June 18, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, Birds, cat, fence, poem, poetry, spoken word, storytelling | Leave a comment

One plays havoc

one gives it up for lent

one meditates

one squawks

one watches for hawks

one sings

one chirps

one burbs

whoops that was a worm

they’d eaten

then they saw a cat

flew away and that was that.

Karma chameleon kid

June 16, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, colours, goddess, karma, kid, personal, poem, poetry, spoken word, storytelling | Leave a comment

Through the reds and blues

and all the different hues

do you stay true to yourself?

you spoke to me goddess with songs

what could go wrong?

I have many names

all of them insane

I tried to hide my calling

but I am forever falling

I am the shadow and the star

I love the way you feel from afar

muse these are the words I choose

I had the key to heaven I threw it away

sometimes you have to be what you seek

I have been watching your digital dreams

I know you possess this mind

I know you are unkind

but most people who know my real name

don’t want to admit that all the same.

I stole your heart I lost the world

June 15, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, Jesus, poem, poetry, shadow, spoken word, story, storytelling, sun | Leave a comment

tortured by truth

a name on your lips

Jesus’s shadow remains

the contrast stains the rainbow it’s many colours dance

I won’t leave it to chance

The Lightning you are afraid of

Speaks of thunderstorms

but they are born in my head

I stitch the threads

together

forever in daydreams and songs

I lost my sun

But my heart beats strong.

My little Empire

May 17, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, beauty, cup, diamond, Empire, enough, gold, inspiration, mental health, philosophy, poem, poetry, spoken word, spokenword, storytelling, tears | Leave a comment

My dreams,my schemes,my silence, my words

scattered about

My legacy doesn’t speak doubt

You will see gold glinting in the corner of your eye

diamond tears wept

that kept you alive

because you drank from their cup

I am

You

are

This life is better

this life is enough

when you acknowledge we all have empires

we are enough…

Heaven is heartache

May 11, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, dark, goddess, heartache, heaven, inspiration, irony, Love, pain, personal, poem, poetry, storytelling, tears, underwear, woman | Leave a comment

Heaven is heart ache

just beating in my chest

At least it’s still there

It gives me no rest.

I turned down a goddess in her underwear

just so I could play saviour

all my dreams made of paper

nightmares paper cuts

doomed to hear the words of sluts

Starving just to lap up leftovers up

I dream of being a hero

but I am fascinated by the villainess

the heroine is too much of a drug

I slug it out with my mind but depression is a thug

dominating my ever move

I love to dance but my song isn’t my groove

VE Day and it’s importance today

May 10, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, combating, day, imperialism, inspiration, poem, poetry, racism, spoken word, VE, world war, WW2 | Leave a comment

A message of hope that war can end
that happiness can be had once again
as we celebrate victory in Europe day
we hope and pray
that we the world we never go that way again
the heart ache and pain
the grief of losing loved ones let’s not blame
each other in this time
China like Germany are full of people too
the virus that we face
doesn’t distinguish between me and you
and humanity will suffer if we pour blame on and on
racism and imperialism was fought and beaten
let’s remember those ideologies and defeat them.

Boy in the corner

May 7, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, boy, growth, hope, inspiration, man, mental health, mental illness, pain, personal, poem, poetry, spoken word, spokenword, storytelling, tears, truth | Leave a comment

Boy in the corner
stares into space
boy in the corner
falls asleep what a disgrace
it’s school, lesson time
learning about life
Boy in the corner
Don’t you want a job and a wife?

teacher makes fun
boy in the corner
why are you a daydreamer?
or are you just dumb?
everyday there stare through you
you feel numb
sadness is the only way
to live your parents blame you
they blame each other
boy in the corner
you will soon have a sister and brother

Boy in the corner
its time for college
aren’t you glad
boy in the corner you lost your temper are you mad?
The question hangs in the air
boy in the corner
with hell in your head
Boy in the corner
you identify with Jesus but he’s dead

Boy in the corner
Now you’re in handcuffs
You told the police your him
in a police cell causing a din
they gave you your sins
told your sectioned
and need correction

Boy in the corner
taken to psychiatric hospital
in police wagon
facing the dragon that is insanity of life
you don’t want to eat
For fear of the devil inside your mind
Hated by yourself and unkind

The only way out is not believe your own lies
Boy in the corner
You will your right your wrongs
Boy in the corner you are strong
Stay strong in the character you have chosen
your heart is hot not frozen

Boy in the corner you will climb that mountain
Experience that kiss
Love that woman
you will come through this
boy in the corner
Your heart is fierce
boy in the corner
You are man
you will make the haters understand.

The four corners of a page

April 25, 2020 by dhooksy in poetry and tagged alienpoet, corners, creation, creativity, four, Love, page, personal, poem, poetry, spoken word, story, storytelling | Leave a comment

The forgotten rage

the tenderness of a kiss

all get written on these blank pages

the journal I write

to set my emotions a light

epiphanies and realisations

new sensations

became metaphors

that open doors

similes that create smiles with ease

I am the pen tangled with the page

I am the rhymes written to take to the stage

and music arrives

to create vibes raps and hip hop

don’t stop

write and keep writing

the only way from here

is the place we touch in our minds eye

the soul is wet and it’s ink

let’s sink further still

for we have the will

to be better

love letters

to our creativity.