Worm

My face is flushed
A searing, hot heat races from my heart,
to my feet and my face.
I am a disgrace in your embrace.
I squirm
A turning worm, writhing in the sun
Surviving next to one,
who won’t burn me out.

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Hands

Is the saddest kind of love, that which has been lost. Not one that has struggled through the peaks and troughs of hardship. Not one unrequited as he is far pitched above any man who’d lay eyes on her. When one who’d pave ways for her sits idle in the corner. His mind ravaged with frustration at the blindness to what’s in front of her. He’s never ever felt her like he does within his dreams. Never ever smelt her when she’s splitting at the seams. When life has dealt her brutal blows and she knows what nothing means, so vulnerability somehow tranquilly dismisses possibilities once meant to be. A future dissipates in front of her eyes. Such beautiful promises reveal themselves as lies. All the prospects for her next steps slip to their natural demise as the stairs give way under cautious treads and she falls without reprise. And he could never really know how she truly feels. As at least she has her pride when the secrets just hers still. When no-one knows the burning of the words locked on her lips. There for the taking with the right kind of kiss. The right kind of kiss from the right kind of man .Someone she can count on over years as they span a lifetime as it rusts, a golden hue of trust and lust, a lovers promised planned. Amidst a blur of frantic, grasping, rough and gentle hands.

Birdbrain

Welcome to my mind. My blessing and my curse, my best and my worst.
This is where the true me hides from you.
It is an aviary of birds diverse, a passionately adverse colourful verse to the dark hearted dead.
They chatter, squawk and swarm through my head.
Snatching under formed, fetalesque thoughts before they’re words to be said.
Before they’re comprehendable feelings rather than language that can’t be read.
The starlings swarm the most.
I am the starlings host.
They pull me apart by the threads of my characteral flaws
Unravel and leave me next to nothing, as nothing’s easier to ignore.
The Phoenix comes in my darkest moments. Eternal, internal, the starling’s opponent
Always almost too late to save my state from a fate that dilapidates all redeeming traits.
Before I am unsalvageable.
I’m simply unmanageable.
A tangible, consumable, notion of all that is unvaluable

The crows collect my bones.
They are the stones that condone any faith I seem to own.
The Magpies steal my eyes, my teeth, my wishes and beliefs
And they set to work reconstructing me in all my concepts
Building narrow, marrow bridges connecting the fleshy islands of my facets.
Creating a new world in which my tenacious conscious can reside.
Where birds of paradise bask in warm sunshine
Where toucans and puffins smile through painted faces sublime and glorious peacocks dare to flash uncompromising exquisity
I love each and every one who ever was and who will ever be.
And everything is beautiful
I inhale hatred and exhale goodwill
If only I could stay here without fear of self sabotage
But my entourage of starlings will return in a few days, to begin the process of self dismantling again
There’s no one I can blame. I have a mind I cannot tame.
A barrage of disdain.
A fear and sense of shame
If only I’d escape the cage that is my birdbrain.

Disperse

I want to be a part of your world.
I want to awake to your face, in a place we create
I celebrate, you.
Every inch a man I can look up to.
I’d stand by you
For your principles are unquestionable
And where the rest should fall, you’ve bested them all, in my heart.

So it starts
And I’m scared that you may not care as I do
But who am I to destroy this chance?
So I dance the dance, with poise to my stance
Hoping you’ll glance and never turn away.
I’m afraid
You can’t see what I see. What could be an absolute dream.
We said we’d take it slow
Though I know these feelings are staring to show
Against all warning signs my mind slows to a prose
For a man I’ve known so long.
And there’s so much learning to do
After so many failings I thought I’d tire of putting effort into the new, but not with you.

With you I eagerly anticipate the next date
When we can communicate in person
Conversing face to face
Cohersing each other to an even brighter place
Than our already beautiful lives.
You’ve opened my eyes
To so much I didn’t know
But a healthy together is one that can grow
And I think I can play you your kind of show
But, we need to take it slow
For old heartache is nipping at both of our toes
And it hurts
But. That. Will. Disperse.

So let’s not act in haste
Let’s saviour the taste of this steady pace
Let’s go on adventures and see where things take us
Let’s find all the beauty in the world bit by bit
Because we are all Captains of our own ships
Just know this.

I’ll help you stitch your sails when torn
Feed you when you’re weathered in worn
On a dark stormy night, I would keep you warm
And there’s more,
But we’ll save that for later…

So for now we’re just mates who think a lot of each other
With so much more to discover and see
A seed that could sprout and grow into the world’s largest tree
An  right now that possibility, is good enough for me.

Fellow Man

Love your fellow man
Understand what he’s done
For underneath the surface
He comes from where we come from
Our light shines bright from deep within
Wrapped up in meat and smothered in skin
We are all one kin.

Our kindred spirits live within us
And we confuse these for dark matter, poking the pins in us
Finding the controls for negative thought
Greed, anger, jealousy, my fists grow taught
Get out of me, negativity!
The frowns that could be
The sorrow they might see
I am a child of light, I know what I am
And I’ll hold the hand of my fellow man
And I’ll take the time to understand what he’s done
As underneath the surface
We all come from one.

The chavs, goths and punks
The kids you can’t label
Those lucky people who are born with their feet beneath the table
Those men who are lonely,
Men who need love they have to pay for
Come now, take my hand and feel the love she’d have to lay for
Rubbish pickers, those lost to liquor
The chap who always looks glum
Underneath it all
We all come from one.

So come with me now, take my hand
As long as there’s some good I you I can love my fellow man
It comes from compassion
Understanding why things are done
Would you have made the same choice if caught in the run?
It takes just one wrong decision to take the wrong path
And a lifetime to retrace to where you were last
So we need to change this attitude of giving up on guys
As improvement comes from learning,
Where you went wrong in someone else’s eyes.

So please, love your fellow man
Understand what he’s done
For underneath it all, we all are one.

Mother Dear

Oh Mother Dear
Let me make you proud,
Let me show you how I laugh out loud
How I smile,
How I charm,
How I wear the finest man upon my arm

Oh Mother Dear
You showed me how to be,
How to be me
And I’m so pleased
To be a part of you, but a bit askew
I’m your wilder side,
Mischievous, gentle, kind.
You may find me in the corner of your mind
Somewhere we sit
We talk, we laugh
A photograph, is taken
A moment stolen
For just us two.