There’s a cat made of light on my window

There is a cat made of light

On my window

watch them sun glow

sometimes they wake me up in the morning

There’s sometimes a cat made of shadow

it hides from the rain

and my worrying mind’s brain

There is a cat made of stars

blinking and meowing

purring and scratching

latching onto the window with its claws

There is a white cat it’ll find me death

it’s name it’s Azrael

and when it’s on my shoulder

I will walk into the life beyond skin

and never get any older.

Be the light

“Are you the light?
or are you the moon reflecting it?”

I want to be the light,
but does light swallow the darkness?
Or burnt it away?

I don’t want to be fearful
I want to be amazing
Lighting the sky
like a star.

Seen to be a good person near and far
maybe not the brightest star
but one who endures
and shines enough for sailors to plot a course
to go home.

Your skin is like a sweet wrapper

Glowing golden

Shiny packet

you are a devilish racket

I love your curves

how your body swerves

with angles

I love your words your advertising

you are my angel

my demon

I am possessed by my possession

your body is a sweet wrapper

I love you

Sticky and gooey

Your soul and mine

entwined.

Dad

The light in your eyes has gone

it was dwindling what’s wrong

when you feel it’s the battle you can’t fight

I will grasp your hand tight

in the depths of depression

I will make them listen and give suggestions

but ultimately it’s a path we all walk

but not alone

I love you soul to bones.

I love your darkness and your light

I love your darkness and your light

I love your eyes your sight

Dreaming dreams showing how to fight 

a single parent battle 

rattling the cage on the stage of life

getting through having a good time

you have left me behind

But I wish you well.

There is too much hell in my thoughts

too much insanity I have been caught

I thought about us together too much

pessimism and thoughtfulness are a crutch

I miss your smile your light

but without darkness the light wouldn’t have room to shine

I would send you lines

of poetry 

you are the name of nobility 

you won’t mix

shadows can’t be fixed

I would love your naked soul

but my heart bleeds my innocence away

but there is too much left

bereft of you 

fitted out without a clue 

If I’d loved both of us more 

I would have set the fire free

but it is your soul who has my key

Jesus says

I came back
you wouldn’t believe me
Receive me as gods messenger
I saw crucifixes
You left me there on that cross
Not listening to a word I said
Left me for dead
You thought I said the kingdom of heaven was within you
It was mistranslated you are the kingdom
and this could have been heaven
If you’d worked together
But instead you sever
the ties and die
reincarnated as yourself
In a different body
To all who have ears
and a mind which isn’t blind
We are the rainbow and white light
All colours every shade
arrayed in splendour
a flame is still a flame away from the fire
It still burns and the light yearns
to burn
We all burn for love.

Children of the white light and the Rainbow

Intravenous agnostic
religious blood pumped into our veins
staining our blood with shame
love beats in our hearts
the same love that beats in other peoples
from housing estate to church steeple
we were born to love as one people
we are the universe
made conscious
our conscience is our conscious love
may look to the stars above
but we are as much born of the stars
as we are of the earth or Gaia
and anyone who says that you only go to heaven if you believe in jesus
is a liar no one can put out the star shine in our hearts
we are one just like the white light from the sun
just refracted into many like the rainbow
individuals feeling pain although
the pain is not knowing or feeling that oneness
with the universe our mother
our father yin and yang the clues are all around us
we may curse and cut
but we must trust in one another…

The light ahead

The light ahead

Talking about a revolution
Will sound like a whisper uttered by children
In the wilderness
in the deep winter we keep hold of our history
thinking about it to keep us warm
From the chill winter storms
that beat down outside.

The light is in us
the spark of own divine creation
we are the children of the story
We create our fate
fashion our chances
Life pulses like the lightbulb
Don’t hide what you have

She waits in the palace
Star lit loves always finds a way
Clairvoyant hearts and souls
For the goddess wait
Wisdom is her name
She knows your own
from the dawn of your existence.