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Gavin Oliver May 2019
My safety net has been removed, flying free by the seat of my pants. Previous life lived in a blinkered trance. Negative wave I rode hanging ten hoping not to fall into boiling churning unknown seas.

Fate takes me down a different path. I flipped a coin,all guns blazing, with open mind and spirit freed. A taste of fruits both sweet and mysterious.

Comfort zone dismantled, the restrictive barriers removed I, like a untamed stallion gallop across rolling pastures. With a zest for life and sense of freedom.

Unfettered and unchained I am reborn with curiosity unbound.
Gavin Oliver May 2019
I fell into a spiral galaxy.
I tumbled past a million suns.
I escaped a black hole's grip.
I drifted through the cosmic void.
I saw cascading shining nebulae.

I am the Unconscious Traveller.

Exploding supernovae showered me with cold extinct matter.
I span past constellations yet unknown.
I looked apon Red Giants eclipsing planets of blue purple and gold.

I am the Unconscious Traveller.

I communed with the universe it's unquiet voice buzzing and humming in my head.
I floated in the dark space a thousand lifetimes from Earth.
I rode upon a beam of energy far beyond comprehension.

I am the Unconscious Traveller.
Gavin Oliver May 2019
Arise! Shake the night from your hair oh pretty one......

The warmth of your smile, beautiful and glowing like the sun.

The sound of your voice soft and soothing like summer rain.

The scent of your perfume delicious and intoxicating like the sweetest flower.

The sparkle in your eyes, crystal and clear like dazzling precious gems.

A woman, proud and refined like the finest wine I drink thee in.

A friend my friend, a woman...... forever.
Gavin Oliver May 2019
Oh weary traveller heed this warning or ye be hers before the morning.

Beware the sorceress's lair ! Her all seeing evil eye will freeze you with a stare. Folk say she feeds darkness,it eats right from her hand. Enticing siren song haunts this wretched land.

An offering you must give..a promise...a soul..a secret never to be told. Maybe she will let you live or **** you stone cold.

The black abyss is her home, she prowls the night silent and alone. The dealer of misery a stealer of souls. Poisonous enchantress seducer of humanity writhing naked in wicked sin and depravity.

Full moon rising , it's magical silvery rays to Lillith so energising. From the coven of iniquity she'll seek you out, without mercy devoid of feeling, this goddess of antiquity.

Oh weary traveller heed this warning or ye be hers before the morning.
Gavin Oliver May 2019
The final curtain falls on a tragic love broken. The leading man too nice for the leading role. A heart ripped from a bleeding soul.

After the show hot tears flow from reddened eyes. Naive to trust insipid lies. Time will heal scars opened by vicious tounge.

Am I bad? Am I mad? Too much too young. The kiss of death , execution of love shattered in a million scattered pieces. Cold friend ... isolation I now embrace thee
Gavin Oliver May 2019
Drowning in a sea of z list mediocrity, choking back the rage in a throwaway plastic age. Sheep led blindfold to the sacrificial altar of social media. Gagging on incessant celluloid overload.  

Celebrity replacing religion God knows ******* nose. One minute wonder I wonder where it will end, will it ever end? TV guide TV fix ****** for the masses to lazy to get off processed food fattened *****.

Rebels without a clue make me wanna spew,retch,go fetch a bone of contention. One nation imposing exclusive explosive pictures. Frontline exposé , streets fill with shrapnel detonating a temporary hell.

Back to life back to reality TV star anonymous. vacuous, tedious. Living on the edge living on the ledge. Make it stop end it now. Take a bow bathed in the voyeuristic glare of flashbulb *******.
Gavin Oliver May 2019
Politicians appear grim faced and contrite offering another sound bite. As angels ascend with lost souls wrapped softly in sorrowful wings

Flashing blade piercing deep another family made to weep. Black on black or white on white crimson flows apon the street
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