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Adam Childs Jul 2014
Living through my  life
Swimming up stream
My mind smashing  
Against Rocks and Rocks
As I am rejected and rejected
As am constantly
thrown back and back  
Again and again  

As I am a small fish weighed down
By the cranking cogs  
that compress and jam
For in my mechanical mind
I  carry the scales
Of past and future
Success and failure

But as I slip  into
My silvery salmon body
I release the many  battles
Fought within  
As positive and negative
Are both rejected
For I seek the silent
Narrow path  

Freed from my ego
Rocks make no impression
As all dissolves away
And I feel the rush so lush  
Of my white  wonderful stream
As I effortlessly bounce
And bounce up stream  

I leap and reach
Once more I stretch
But once again
I am defeated
This time  landed
Devoured and massacred
By the great grizzly bear
For he has his
scrumptious feast
My life no more
My purpose complete
For all my failures
Feed the world

But then I discretely whisper
In to the ears of fate
There is so so much more  
Than just me
What about  
ME
and me
And me and me
As a thousand I's collect
Within my flashing soul
As I feel my heart sparkle and shine  
As it teams with many glittering Salmon
As a giant school  gathers
  
I feel the rush and rush
As the many break through
The gateways of my heart
As I glide on their force
For you cannot conquer
The many that live in me
My heart thrills with its spills
As I leap and leap
The white water gushes
My heart rushes
And I sparkle in the sun
For I feel so free
Letting go into my silver stream
For  I can almost fly

Living within nature pursuit
Sheltered in the salmon stream
We can all surf our way
UP STREAM
I decided to repost after hopefully improving  it a bit
Adam Childs Jun 2014
Standing on the edge of life
An edge to a great ocean
High up in the mountain
I stand crystal clear
But as cold as ice
My mind buried deep in stars
As a million winters collect
In my frozen belly
As I seek to thaw
My many icy layers
That separate me

Deep hidden strength sits in me
As ancient Mammoths
Preserved and buried
Frosted over , deep in ice
So let me wake these
Ancient beasts
Lying dormant
As I drive through
The torrid snow
The ice separating me
With these ancient beasts
I push against my
******* forces

Great stresses and forces
Conspire all around me
As they seek to
Twist and tangle me
But I am the King of escapology
As Houdini has nothing on me
As many forces locks and chains
Collapse around me
I just silently slip away
So I invite this world
To do its very worst
As there is not a box or barrel
That I can not escape

As I stand in my crispy coolness
I hear the silence
Of many hearts
As they all sing in chorus
REJOIN US , REJOIN US
As have I forgotten
The value of melting
As I stand tenderly waiting waiting
On the edge of life's richness
As I carry with me
All bravery of the most
Delicate crocus flower
As it keenly breaks
The winters snow
Waking the silent forest
It celebrates all that is new

Seeking now to live life
As freely as a fish
I am carried in the ocean
Almost weightless in this world
As I strip down my hidden parts
And loose all eye lashes
As I embrace this world
There is no need to hide
As I slip sleekly into
This vast ocean
Far away from buried self
The hermit in me
Seeking to almost loose myself
In the much buried love
Lying deeply in all hearts

My flower beds now released
From the deadly sleepy snow
I sew new wild pansies
Lets bring on the show
As all is embraced
By rejoining the  ocean
Adam Childs Jun 2014
The sun now shines brightly
All my work now behind me
As I travel with an anticipation
All my Sunrise days are free
As a chorus of harmonic misfits
All gather and collect
In a field full of love
As all my friends old and new
Join me in their golden  thread
As we sparkle as we tread

I met a gentle Irish girl
who's eye's held me softly
While she tentatively listened
To the music play
Before she retired that day
From a distant different
World far far away
I saw her hold  her flute
Cherishing it so sweetly
As she poured her love
So very deeply
How I loved the way
She held her flute

The sky a glowing orange
In the dead of that  night
What an amazing sight
As the stars rattled and clattered
The heavens a pin ball machine
But why when I see all of this
Dos my heart say I MISS
As I look back and see
The way the Irish girl  
Held her flute  
This is just Ritz glitz ,  razzmatazz
A superficial and chemical reaction

If I could only let her know
How much I saw you
The way you held your flute
May you be blessed
And the heavens with you
With every caution you took
For I      ,                 saw you !
As I cried with every pill I took
As I danced and cried
And danced and cried

For I took your love
And like a fine china
I smashed it to pieces
And ground it into
Pills , pills , pills
Give me more pills
Because who gives a ****
when you are on this ****
And who the *****
Camilla anyway

The gladness that I do now cling
Is that she could not follow me
As she is a bright butterfly
That dances and play
Soaked in the light of day
And I am the dull moth
Lost in her darkness
Attracted to the artificial light
That burns through my soul
As I am all burning up
And it is so **** hot
yeah mate yeah mate

I do not regret
As the world I live  
Is full of friends and wonder  
But i can still carry regrets
And careful of artificial light
Because I would
Love to know her flute
For she understood
I could tell
The way she held her flute
This is different it is about an experience I had recently you may get lost half way through but it will soon make sense . I was a bit nervous that it would come over judgmental I really hope it does not . And it really is an experiment. I think I wrote to just try and clear my head probably not great
Adam Childs May 2014
This is the highland spring
Let us in the mountains sing
As a deep Scottish blues
Glides and glues
Dispelling scattered fears
seeking to keep us weak  
There is no need to seek
Let all Scottish clans
All join their hands
Claiming all  their lands
Thrown away by old elite
Such history
If we could only delete

As we honor the gallant  
Men with freedom
Boiling and brimming
In their limitless hearts
Greater  , than any  life
As they spill over their freedom  
As  Scotland here  baths
In their unforgettable souls
As they still  resonate
In the trickles of
Scottish streams
So let us all hear
As silent mountains nestle
In deep blue skies
As they merrily enchant

Let all nations slip away
From tricky triangle
And clumsy squares
Where dishonest intention
Live on elevated corners
As we carry them on our back
While in their deeds they feed
The beast of paranoia
Slitting love affairs like wood
I wish this was understood
As their sharp corners
break straight lines
Where intimacies once lived  
And smash large circles
Like breaking glasses      

But let us live in precious circles
Where all nations float freely
Like lilies in a pond
This is the last poem i am going to write about Scottish independence ,I really  did not flow at all when writing but I decided to  persisted anyway . The reason being  mainly the third verse which hopefully explains why I would be pro Europe and pro independence . It  all can be applied to any personal relating experiences , interested if it is clear enough and any other thoughts.
Adam Childs May 2014
The skies glow , in a deep blood red
The air stands still , infused with a black mist
As we feel  her stalking ,her clenching fist
Dancing and playing in the night
As she lies beyond our sight
Preparing to make a great fright
Like a ghostly phantom she floats
Freely  in the darkness of our
Unconscious mind for she is the
Great Goddess Kali

Pushed forward by the power
Of the sun on her back , and
Thirsting for destruction
She rages and ravages
Without remorse , or question
Or even second chance
She ploughs through all
Breaking hearts and parts
As she sews a new start

There is no great master
Who is anywhere near faster
As even the great Shiva's knees buckle
As he  lies felled and vanguished
We are lost in darkness ,
dazed and confused
As she blots out the sun
While  we are washed in the
Flames of her ferocious fire
She cuts away black matter
From our dark hearts
And decapitates our
Many false faces

But honored are the souls
That meet her highnesss
Her greatness ,Kali
And dared are those
That look into their darkness
As we are bathed in the coolness
Of her silky  blue  skin  
Quenching our boiling hearts
Brave are the souls that
Dare to look into her eyes
And find a soft milky mothers eye
That carries and holds us through
As she cradles with her eyes

As I bow , my ego falls
And my Love seeks
The Great Goddess KALI
This might not mean anything if you do not know of KALI she is worth discovering :-) I wrote quickly so I hope it is ok
Adam Childs Apr 2014
Frustrated by these tireless wars
The world rages against
As I am plunged into battle
Caught in the many hooks
As his red eyes burn into me
Their desires seek all of  me  
I just want to be free

As the empty heart craves
All their worldly possession
Can they make a personal confession
Filling lives full of glory and triumph
Many materials rattle and clatter
As echos fall in the hollowness
Of an empty heart

Prodded , provoked and paraded
My enemy draws and clenches
As he seeks to take and take
Greed seeks the juice out of me
My pride , my dignity

Stripped by the world of
Everything , I hear my heart beat
As I am drawn to the edge
Of fire and conflict
Torn by Love and vengeance
I am consumed by the world of
LOVE   AND   HATE

But deep in my heart
Lives a silent beast
A shiny blue dragon
That sails with the doves
And roars a white peace
The world has its great feast  
As I sit ,  to look and  see
My surrendered violence be

As my peaceful heart melts
And drifts away from
The worlds  blistering battle
Many lost men attack
My abandoned Castle and  
Stamp on my garments of war
I have long since left lying
I look at the world of the dying
As the world rages
My soul slips into the
Realms of expansive bliss

For I have chosen
To DROP INTO PEACE
Some thing the world
Can never take
Not sure how this turned I hope at least the message comes across ok
Adam Childs Apr 2014
Weary of spirit I drift side ways
As my sails have lost all wind
In the mundaneness of my life
I repeat year by year
For I am a stuck record
Mechanically moving
Devoid of all emotion
I search for the thread
To my lost heart
In this daily grind
Of everyday routine
I find myself hypnotized
By the repetition in my life
My half hearted eyes
Blind to the treasures
That God bestows
For I demote myself
To a passenger in my life
For I am rung out of joy
And can no longer fill my flute

My mind bleached by the
Dazzlement of this world
I am left feeling empty
Of this worlds unhealthy fuel
As our souls secretly search
To burn away our reptilian claws
In the fires of fossil fuels
Like Edward scissor hands
Our hearts bleed for love
All actions made mechanical
We are the robots of our time
As the world seeks to make us
Into unconscious engines
Driven by the power of profit
Both in our minds and theirs

In the long range monotomy
Of this tiring life
We do not seek to run or hide
As we stand like giant rocks
Holding our own space
Carved by the weather of time
We remain the governor
Of our own lives
As all elements fall within us
For God holds us within his strength
As he fills us like balloons
Replacing all that
The world took from us
Like mountains we are pushed up
With the forces from within
As we now see this world
From a new height

As we descend the mountain
To meet the world
We are met by our many comrades
Our four legged friends
For these are the work horses
Of our time
Who show a tranquil dignity
Within their work
As they serenely
Embrace their own dharma
With a soft grace
That angels may envy
For they lead the way
As I sit and surrender
For I am a passenger
Who enjoys the view

In this new centered self
I relax and recoil within
My strength renewed
I learn the effortless embrace
My work ethic renewed
My open arms , feel the open hearts
Of our humble steeds
Who still the sea's
Of our ruffled minds
As I seek to return home
Dropping in to find my heart
Within my mechanical self
Enriched I feel
As I hitch hike on Gods glory

Finding our heart within our work
Can be the hardest sea to sail
But the greatest
For accomplishments sewn
In the hearts of men
Will beam in the sunlight
Of righteousness
While those thrown
And discarded on shallow dry soil
Will shrivel and die
Though I may sometimes stumble
Sometimes finding my stride
I remain on the path
Too and within my heart
In work

For I Love my life
In all its shades
As who am I to bring
Condition into life
As I push my food around my plate
Like a fussy child
For now I seek just to sing
Hi I wrote this when feeling a little uninspired at work a couple of years ago  I apologise if it seems a bit dreary just thought i would put it up to see what some of you talented writers thought . not my best but always interested in feed back
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