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Themes of life
From Cinematic skies
to the cemeteries where they lay us to rest.
From the hovels of the poor
to the grand entrances of lords.
From ladies who go out on ladies nights
to men beaten by many fights
the stories we tell ourselves
not sold on supermarket shelves.
From the desperate love in ashes
to tattoos of hearts set like gashes
from the schools classes
through to the waiting rooms of life
from the mother cradling her daughter
to the Dad fighting his way through wars and slaughter
to the conventions of gay and straight
the way we breathe in life and wait
or wipe the slate
and find foundations and roots in identity
and eventually bridge the gaps
born into this life our mothers and fathers telling us stories for maps.
Themes of life and love
the great adventures there of.
Peter Pan as a Man
Drifting from day dream dramas
Karma an unhinged beast
feasting on imagination
His righteous indignation
blushing red against his skin
but chained against his respectable aura
he didn’t want to grow up
He’d rather blow up
like a bomb
Songs gather enemies embolden
the golden days are over
fairies watch dying in the distance
His shadow takes over leading him on
Peter Pan as a man
He’s forgotten to dream
to feed the crocodile of time
these are the days that loose their shine
corporate suits kill
never land roots lost
We all grow up he’ll never settle down
lost in psychosis
waiting for cleansing osmosis
telling tales no one believes…
In the end of time
In the fire
the end of time burns
I was the last messenger
I pray that I will hold you when the fire comes.
We slumbered,
out numbered
by those who are asleep
so deep they couldn’t hear
and left over fears
from the last explosion
which began with an emotion
love which burns with hope
I fear the end
but lover time has to bend
and be refashioned
A twisting entity
that eventually brings change
rearrange
the memories.
Break free of the chrysalis of time
Butterfly wings of impossible things
Butterflies cry
wings are broken
tangled with a form
after a swarm
born from the caterpillar
which melts away
after eating a vast amount of leaves
It’s reborn, form breathes
breaks free of the chrysalis of time
bells chime.
Sea of time video link
The sea of time video of my poem by California film maker Devin Rice
I am your gift
Gifted to you
not in the greatest wrapping paper
but I am person you can savour
not aesthetically pleasing always to the eye
but to you I would never lie
I speak the truth
I can make you smile
all the while
you can’t buy me from any supermarket aisle
I am your gift
you can’t find me under a tree
I am too big
I am messy but no stig of the dump
I work hard for you walking in trainers my pumps
I am your gift
remember me when your having a bad day
I will come round and lighten your sadness as much as I can, ok?
for I am a friend the greatest gift of all
is when you and I rise and walk tall.
King of nothing part 2
I am the king of nothing
I have the arrow of time
embedded in my chest
a song, a beating that cannot rest
I was a wild child
before life tamed me
I used to fight wars in my head
I still do
but love’s cogs and mechanism
are as lost as I am to you
I live, the universe lives in me
but I am royalty severed
I mind that cannot be tethered
only to her
No gold no frankincense no myrrh
I am man unpicked undone
I stand alone
but I serve her
and her throne.
Angels bleed
Angels bleed in and around me
you ask me for sanity
I only ask for a reason.
The place where sleeping angels lie
was it a mistranslation?
are they alive or dead?
All those angels sleeping in my head
I knit the truth from telling lies
like the stories I use to tell truth
I stand aloof.
My story an angel’s tale
illusions fail
and I flail all at sea
a sea of tears
which has fallen from a billion eyes
Set on the backdrop of broken promises
yours and mine
A heart bleeds divine
but like the ticking clock it has to stop
when the batteries fail.