THE WOKEN DREAMER

I am the woken dreamer, Lost from all faith In the magic. Finding an impossibility In the longevity Of ever after. Is it really no more than The stuff and nonsense Of fairy tales And children’s dreams, Not fit at all For real mens lives And the in betweens? I was willing once To find […]

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THE STRUGGLE

To be a poet of The heart and mind Is to step away From all that is close And to look back From afar. To struggle With the truth Of what we are told And to search for What we believe. To fall on the road And document the struggle To stand again. To be […]

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TEMPTATION

Tongue tickling With the thought Of trilling you, Teasing you, Tempting you Down and deep And dirty… Fingers fidgeting With a feeling To frisk you And find fun And frolics Flirt with flesh and fondle… Submitting To a supple session Of scandal, Seeking the sinner To satisfy the senses Sweaty and sweet And sexy… Panting […]

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CINQUAIN FOR SORROW

We hold On so tightly To so much of the past That it can make the future seem So far… We are What we make us But we are fragile folk Frequently falling too far from Our fate…

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CINQUAIN IN FRANCE

I see In a vast bar On the edge of my past A boy so lost amid the crowd And you, There was, In the mayhem, A sense of happening, A feeling of the familiar In you, Brown shirt And dark blue jeans, Gaze so deep to drown in And a gentleness that caught me […]

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A LOVE OF LAND AND SEA

We were the writers Of our own world, You and I, Creators and curators Of our own course And from that first embrace We built the blueprint Of our future Together, We burnt our imprints Onto each others flesh And built a life around The connection we made Far from a world Waged on wealth […]

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SHADOW AND LIGHT

At 22, I knew as much of myself As the exotic world I’d just found With streets willing me To walk them Witness them And be wooed by them. My twenties Had typically emerged As a decade to be a no one; An empty slate to be carved upon Before my thirties would find me […]

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WHILE TIME STOOD STILL

You were watching While I was sleeping When time stood still. Was I dreaming We were loving While time stood still? In our meeting There was comfort And time stood still. I was hungry, You were chocolate When time stood still. In the morning You were pensive And time stood still. Were you thinking Of […]

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THE ANGEL OF THE EVENING

As the evening falls The angel strides, Searching for the paths Of silent mournful cries. To her bosom she gathers, Neath her wings she embraces, All suffering little sinners Who sigh neath darkened faces. Her song is sweet And the melody enchanting And the wealth of her promise Angelically enticing. ‘Do come to me, Your […]

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THE ANGEL OF INITIATION

Barefoot she walks Her feet thread glass, Accepting of her suffering No mercy does she ask. Humble but glorious, Silent but not afraid, Her path is toward heaven Where petals are laid. ‘Walk with me Those who refuse to suffer, I bring a quest to fulfil And humility do I offer. Cast off your jewels […]

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