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Old Time..

As I saw past the glaze covering your eyes

it was clear that you could not relent
from that heat that melts into your ribcage
when you feel that you won’t breathe again..

In silence I promise to lead you
to somewhere your heart could be free
but without your consent I am helpless
and your search for your faith’s not with me..

Just cuz the time feels wrong

And fear she breathes heavy on you

Knowing where for now you belong

Doesn’t mean that there are chains around you

The shadows of which you are born from
they still bring their dance to your soul
so stop hiding your eyes from the sunlight
and take the last steps from your hole..

As old time has a habit of breaking
the things that did cause it to heal
and all in a blink you are naked
and long gone is what once was real..

Just cuz the time feels wrong

And fear she breathes heavy on you

Knowing where for now you belong

Doesn’t mean that there are chains around you

Just cuz the binds feel strong

And old time fear she breathes so heavy on you

This ship will keep sailing on

And all you’ll feel are the chains that ground you..

 


Open Eyes

What a crazy fucked up ride..

Why do I never get the urge to hide?

You’re dipping toes into the sea..

I’m diving into spring tides of insanity..

Shoot me I am bullet proof..

Watch me as my wings wave off another roof..

How can you create your dreams

with what ifs, maybes , buts and all those might have beens?

 

Ok, so I have lived it hard..

I can’t imagine never having danced and laughed..

I’ve opened doors and seen the light,,

Had pretty colours swirling in my head all night

and blown my ego to the sky

with caterpillar lines to make a grown man cry..

I’ve smoked into dysfunctional

but these wings, they’ve saved me from that final fall..

 

So I’ll keep flying

while you keep dying

and I won’t apologise..

And I’m still smiling

while you sit crying

and you still seem so surprised

that you’re deflating

while you sit waiting

to feel your own sunrise

as I’m swimming

to another new beginning

with these open eyes..

 

Ok, so I have made a mess

on my way to making my own happiness..

But better that than wondering

if what I’m sat here with will be my everything..

My hand is there for you to take..

The choice to sleep or fly is only yours to make..

But I’m guessing sleep you will

though don’t forget the world you’re on ain’t standing still..

 

Don’t think I don’t appreciate

the beauty that surrounds you as you sit and wait..

I’ve held mountains, felt the sea

and walked among the ruins as they’ve talked to me..

So why are you afraid to feel

your path ? To take that perfect leap and make it real?

Dazzling horizons are

whispering my name, and I have come this far..

 

So I’ll keep flying

while you keep dying

and I won’t apologise..

And I’m still smiling

while you sit crying

and you still seem so surprised

that you’re deflating

while you sit waiting

to feel your own sunrise

as I’m swimming

to another new beginning

with these open eyes..


The Dress..

 

Her eyes I saw before her dress

The moon, it danced between them

I instantly could have confessed

a need to fall right in them..

 

With half a smile she drew me in

I felt the hooks deliver

I was nothing then, but her twin

completely lost within her..

 

She whispered something – everything

and nothing did I hear

overwhelmed by drumming

though only for my ears..

 

Her kiss drank in my soul and I

offered no defence

for a moment I had learnt to fly

and love was all I sensed..

 

And as she gently let me go

again my eyes were hers

she backed away so soft, so slow

and I breathed in her curse..

 

Then again the music took her

and now the dress I saw

I watched it almost flicker

as she drank in souls some more..

 


NightDance..

 

As I pull my curtains
towards their evening kiss
a tiny flutter draws my eye
to the shadowy abyss
beyond the tatty greenhouse
and past the planted sink.
My heart echoes from my mouth
and they’re still there when I blink.
There’s three, no four or five of them
dancing by the shed.
I clear the window of my breath.
One turns a tiny head.
I smile and think I get one back
before they disappear
and instantly I start to doubt
that they were ever here.
With no-one else to share
such a magical display
I’ll keep it to myself
That I saw faeries dance today..

 


Circles..

My fingers touch softly the circle of red that only runs cold now the heat all but dead and I gaze at the window straight into my head past my eye’s knowing glint of what lips should have said so I hide from what’s dark now and not from what’s been and I feel myself swell with what came in-between Beautifully perfect beyond any dream and I wish hard for them not to see what I’ve seen and I’m back to reflecting but don’t see the skies though not through the fault of my watering eyes my mind is now tracing the circle of lies that create the edge of the hole I despise but somehow I know though the form has no end that I already have all that I need to mend and time will allow me to learn how to bend what I can’t bear to break but can always amend..