I sing the seagulls tune
I fly beyond the horizon
And the gloating moon
I dive into the depth
Of the salty swoon

Sweeter than wines bitter regret
Higher and higher far from the net
A Fisher man's blade has no respect
I take my fair share this I know
But stripping the ocean a big no no

The coral is damaged the drag is a creep... abalone can't run they'd much rather weep
The poor whales a whoop
With sharkfin tales in China soup

So make up your mind
Or am I wrong
Then help me to sing
The seagulls song

Sophie
You lovely
There's a rainbow in your eyes
There's  no darkness
That surround you
Even in the rain you smile
You are beauty
There's a glow upon your face
Your heart is so amazing
It has tamed the beast in me
You alway's sing a love song
To make me see the truth
I wish I  had the power
To see myself in you

Cuts across the sky
stars keep silver Javelin's
meteoric tails

Fulfilled in silence
a humble contrite conceal
made to believe

Today I listened to our songs
it felt like touching the heartbeat
of my friends from a distance

Demons under a roof

a rejection?

a deception?

a pity party for one

whisky and a gun

an alley in the pun

fool proved!!!

She saw the bald man
Gemini split the mirror
her mayflower's june

There are four
firewalls
in the square
attached
above his neck.

Dear Chr✝s...
Vile
flip
flop
file
bittersweet!!!
guile
Kind regards
Cr✝ss...

Far out of the corner of his
Eye he followed a star
Shining deep in the distant
Constilation
Dark matter concealed his
Hand out of sight
The connection was COMIC
From the hammer of Thor
Stan Lee created
Spiderman and the Fantastic four

Social media radio tv
Ghost towns
tabloids and white noise

I love a miserable day

tomorrow should decay

Just like yesterday

I am afraid
for the way we are
head bobbing
weaving
raving
craving
grieving
Love
in the future
will have meant
leaving.

You can look at life
Camouflage hate
think of the stars
and disengage love
spin it around
inside out upside down
and you will find
at the end of the matrix
stood a clown.

It is in the darkest time
of the world
that we seek
to find the light,
they are in the shadow
of our gifts
spoken or given,
say hello
share a smile
or give a hug,
we need to embrace
strange wisdom
simple expressions
of a word
called L💖VE.

With tender appreciation
worship the marks of marriage
loving her more and more
time after time.

Nothing fits profile
in the quest love in war
inequality rules

Bad taste or good humour
love or lose
death lives
whoever
you
are
whatever
youv'e been,
hasbeen
just like us!!!! even the qeen
left behind
hurting
someone elses mind.

Take the Y
out of U,
push it in the O
Woodstock time
here we go✌

****** and serpentine

This Sunday

No thatdudn't sound right.

Sociopath
Why ?
the Good book he said.
Pastor
And you ?
Marvel he said.

Tabloid and short lived
damaging cheap shots
attract or detract
support purport report
pay the bills ******!
white lies is a must
never abort.

Haiku/Senryu

Leprechauns,
gold and clovers

Daisy's and Roses

Phantasmagorically

Become a Tanka poem

We needed the walls in our lives to break, we needed the people in our lives to be permanent, we needed the ocean with us on our journey, we needed a path for nature to be rediscovered, we needed love to be able to get recognition, we needed more than just to be tagged along like a place to paste the scars of graffiti, we needed this crazy thing we call skin to earn respect and we needed this to be called a universal trend.

I can see the drops drip
permanent, soluble.
disappointment, glory
it speaks volumes
of a journey in solitude.

no

the

earth

is realy

a staircase

to the heavens

Are the Australian tied to the Kangaroo the great outback and the boomerang?
Are the African tied to the tassels of the Baobab tree the pyramid and the Nile crocodile?
Are the European tied to the red Carnation?
Are the Americas tied to the wings of the Eagle?
Are the Asians tied to the rice paddy the great wall the silk route and the Ganges?
Are the Antarctican tied to the polar bear?
Are the Oceanic tied to the deep blue sea?
Is humanity tied to this beautiful planet?

Are we poles apart
a dress rehearsel  
for a form of art
who get's hurt
and who has fun,
is it papel tops
or black sons;
Were our human blood
pigmented
for the colour of love
are we hinged on Icarus wings

Asked?

the Third world from the sun.

The Allusion of perfection

Though the rooms of her heart might be shattered
Her strong will and majestic grace remains resolute
She bore the remnants of ochre like tattoos on the walls of her body
As she cradled humanity's first born with promise
Her eyes bore the ravages of battles lost
Yet her reserves will lead us into the future as a blueprint from the beginning
And she will be called the matriarch angel of the universe

Shards of self
Lay scattered in the blood
Of our past
Seasons come and seasons go
Tongue upon steel
Tempered at the alter of the anvil
Into full bloom
Neither satisfied nor solemn
We must make a choice
Grace for the future
From the Masters voice

A rhythmic poem
Beethoven danced with Mozart
uncanningly words

Excitement,congrats, balloons pink or blue
Showers flowers laughter planned or unplanned
ladies bring gifts and men brought beer
Out of the womb they pop without fear
Is it a he or is it a she nine months of waiting
Finally free nurture them hug them but remember
                            T O LOVE THEM
                    U N C O N D I T I O N A L Y

Gutless guillotines

mounds a mass of razor blades

rise of the treaty

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