POETRY THAT COMES FROM THE HEART AND SOUL: 2016-04-03

Saturday 9 April 2016

I WANT TO BE A ROCK CHICK (new poem)

I WANT TO BE A ROCK CHICK

Oh boy that’s going to make you sick

But hey this chic wants to be slick

So my jeans are ripped

At least I’m zipped

Can you not hear the beat?

The rhythm and the heat

It’s screaming out loud

It has you on your feet

Prancing and dancing

Without a second glance or glancing

The mumbo jumbo

This is my destiny

And not so quietly

This has been creeping and crawling

With the swiftest of tides

With the swiftest of waves

Oh boy I cannot change this destiny

It’s up to you

Dance along with me

Or we separate separately

This has captured me

Completely

I need to feel the freedom

Of this destiny

I don’t want to walk away from you

I want you to walk with me

Till the end, till the end

I feel you deeply

Your passion

Your magic

You’re my passion

The division, derision

Is driving me insane

This empty space

This empty home

Can we find away?

I don’t care how long it takes

You’re my life and soul

My life would be filled with darkness

You’re the one who brings the lightness

Come and walk with me

Stay and be my heavens above

Stay and be mine, mine

Let me be so, so close to you

Come and be my lifting me off the ground

Where there is no sound

Come and help me not miss a beat

Oh baby, oh baby

Let’s get this rhythm back!

Let’s get it right

Let’s shine it all through the night

Day and night

I know what you are thinking

I see you blinking

But hey!

You said “You are my every-thing!”

Oh boy I can never, never do anything without you!

I have been by your side

Residing day by day

Night after night

Never leaving your highest place

Your success, I lived through them

And here I am on the cusp

So very alone

And not wanting to be

Be here, be there

For me!

Loving you, loving me

Don’t set me free

I’m not being obsessive

Possessive

I just need you by my side

With all your love and support

Laughing, crying

Screaming, hollering

All the way to the top

With a one way stop

Oh boy, oh boy

Never ever forget

It works both ways

9^th April 2016

Thursday 7 April 2016

WE ALL HAVE CHOICES (new poem)

WE ALL HAVE CHOICES

We can keep looking back

You know that back tracking

Where there was once happiness

Filled with gladness

Filled with love and devotion

Filled with love and hope

Filled with clarity

And not charity

Or!

We keep looking back

At the unhappiness

It’s all down to us!

We ride the bus

Or take the train

Without the strain

We all have choices!

If only we listened to our own voices

The back tracking has no gain

When there has been so much pain

Have you and I dealt with it?

Sorted it out in my minds?

Have we done and dusted it?

So that life goes on

That must go on!

Letting go of the weight

So that we can walk through that gate

Is your choice so admissibly, acceptable?

If so why look backwards

When all we need to do is look forwards

The backwards so sepia

Not colourful

Yet colourful

If has been filled with long held dreams

Strange as it may seem

Yet so seemingly clear

That we held so dear

The looking back at times held no hope

Yet there was a glimmer, a shimmer

But we needed to look forward

That is where the real hope lays

It brings better days

We all have choices

Where there is love and adornment

Love that brings us enjoyment

In those precious moments

The past has gone

Long gone

Maybe just maybe

Hang onto those past precious moments

So what are your choices today?

7^th April 2016

Wednesday 6 April 2016

CRYSTAL BALL (updated poem)

CRYSTAL BALL

We all have the magic

That resides within our souls

Mystical

Magical

And beautiful

Look more closely

At what resides

A dove of peace

A love unconditional

So deep inside

A love so pure

And simple

A gift from

Heavens store

For ever more

Take a look more closely

Inside

A trust that holds

No bounds

Heaven sent

With a trustworthy intent

Listen very carefully

To what your heart is trying to tell you

Close your mind form the day

And listen to the quiet

Voice instead of the din

A voice so pure

And simple

That eases the pain away

As you silence the noise

And hear your own voice

Then you have found

The person you really are

Not me, just you

Your uniqueness

Abound

Let the voice ring

Loud within

6^th April 2016

Tuesday 5 April 2016

A TIGER WITHIN MY SOUL (updated poem)

A TIGER WITHIN MY SOUL

I can feel it there

Deep inside

Prowling around

And a growling

Roaring sound.

I can see you

Right in front of my eyes

A vision of

A creature that is so

Magnificent

Colours that only

Belong to you.

Your colours so rare

Of pure orange and black

Striped from your head

To your straight back

Who wouldn’t be frightened

Or scared of this magnificent

Big Cat.

Your reputation speaks volumes

Some not so good

They despise you

For being a killer

But what is there to do?

They have taken your kingdom

That was your kingdom come.

I see you as a beauty

I feel that beauty

Just like a rose

A symbol of love

Passion, devotion

Low and behold

Dig, dig so deep within

Your soul

Eye to eye

What do you see?

You and me

Fighting for what is right

And not what is wrong

We are of the same

Tigress to Tigress

So powerful and strong

We will never

Be the end

5^th April 2016

Monday 4 April 2016

BATTLES

Beyond the battles

The wars

The brutality

The savagery

There is a battle waging war

A war for peace

Warriors at the ready

They come in all shapes and sizes

Creeds

Nationalities

Their stance

Is poised their aim is high

Way up there in the sky

Beyond others comprehension

Beyond their control

But in their command

It is their conception

Their knowledge

They have in their grasp

Right there in their hands

One almighty force

The look on their faces

No trace of an emotion

Focused

Honed

Engrossed in their target

The look so intense, fixated

Dare you to look!

For fear of those eyes

Those eyes which are concentrated

On their vision

Peace not War

Love not hate

Love and compassion

Let it reside

15^th November 2012

Sunday 3 April 2016

THE HUNTER AND HUNTRESS

THE

HUNTER

AND

HUNTRESS

The white furred wolf

Prowling for its prey

Baying everyday

We’re very much the same

Hunting out that prey

Our eyes looking

Staring at that prey

Piercing like daggers

You can’t look away

The Wolf Huntress

Mustering all the power

Strength

Courage

And wisdom

Of the white furred

Wolf

Knowing when to attack

No turning back

Makya