Daily Archives: May 18, 2013

hear my vox

moonbeam magic

I’m whispering with the wind

Secrets of untold imaginings

Of prayers unheard

Of silver rings

I’m dazed within, this mind of mine

But my fantasies are diamond mines

 

Sweet whispers help me write

I hear them in the wind

Of frog princes and fairy rings

I see such life in those little drops

Of rain water that fall from rooftops

 

I have a habit that is true

That my dreams will include you

You’re a knight upon a fiery steed

Doing good and knightly deeds

Or sometimes you’re a giant man

Dress for dining, so very grand

 

These things are precious to my soul

It makes me feel so very whole

I need my dreams wrapped in a box

But I like you to hear my vox

 

My many worlds aren’t secret

They are quite well known

But not to you or Joe blogs

Just the creatures that they home

 

I have been invited

To play with them quite free

In my lands of mysteries

Flows a golden stream

 

I would stay forever

In the shadows of my mind

But to leave you here without telling

It would be so unkind

 

So I come back to consciousness

The place of my birth

To see around me strangers

In my alien hearth

 

I don’t belong here truly

In my bubble I should stay

But even people of reality

Needs time to sit and play

 

So I come back to visit

Sharing with you my dreams

Telling you about the magic of a land of extremes

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The sore throat

My throat feels ripped by a jagged edged sword

The healing makes it tight

Drinking water that feels sandy

These are the symptoms of my plight

Hardly anyone can hear me

My voice is almost gone

This is just a sore throat

To have it feels so wrong

I wish that it would leave me

And never ever come back

But viruses do these things

Your body it attacks

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All a jargogle

My mind is all a jargogle, my sanity is not here

I am not well in my head

But please do not fear

Don’t misunderstand my situation

I cannot take your infiltration

Leave me be and I will overcome my fears

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I wish my blanket could talk

I wish a blanket would wrap itself around me and talk

It would say, I’m sorry for your pains, everything will be OK

Just cuddle with me a little while, your heart has traveled many miles to pain, where it always rains

And I know you missed the train home, you’ve not option but to roam this land

The land of no hope, the land of black sands and I’m here for you

Yes you, you’re my wonder you’re my girl

You mean a lot to me, my world

And I’ll lay there, listening to these kind words

And I’ll dream of sunshine and I’ll run into the rainbow shouting, I am now free

Of you

That’s exactly what I’ll do

I am home now I will say, and I’ll stay here until the day I find love, true love

And my heart full of peace and little white doves will say

There won’t another, no way

This day, was always meant to be

This love has set me free

I am happy

But for now

I wish a blanket would wrap itself around me and talk

It would say, I’m sorry for your pains, everything will be OK

This is a song I wrote, if I had still of had cu-base connected to my computer and had a computer that could take it, I would have written some music with this, but I can’t read or write music without educative software, which is a shame really because the tune has really stuck in my head, it should be sung in a very catatonia or garbage kind of style/way.

 

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I wish I was a big tractor

I wish I was a big tractor that ploughed the vast farmlands

Roaring from my engine, carrying a man

Cutting up the fields all day, making everything clear

We are making all the land better for next year!

This poem was inspired by my three year old son Henry, who I heard singing alone this morning “I wish I was a big tractor” followed by some humming, this isn’t a song I know of, so I thought I would create a poem just for him, or maybe one day, it will turn into a children’s rhyme?

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ditty of imagination

A delicate little ditty I sing to my babe, of fantasy worlds and lands

Of dragons and kings and of simplified things, of bodiless running hands

Witches cast spells and wizards as well, chimeras on the wing

Centaurs are fighting and knights are plighting whilst mermaids sit on rocks and sing

This is how my little one grows, as little children do

With their minds filled with magic, they will have fun, because imagination is a great virtue

 

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or maybe it won’t be that way?

Someday I’ll win the lottery

Someday I’ll be rich

Someday I’ll be a millionaire

Then I’ll be a bitch

To my boss and enemies

I’ll show them what it’s like

To live life to the fullest

And do just what I like

Or maybe it won’t be that way?

Maybe I’ll sit back and behave

Drinking wine and on fine food dine

Cruising on soft waves

Someday I’ll win the lottery

Then everything will be alright

For money solves most things

Am I not right?

Or maybe it won’t be that way?

Maybe something will still be missing?

Will he love me truly, the new guy I will be kissing?

Let’s sit back and think this over

Maybe it’s not lucky rolling in clover?

Or maybe it won’t be that way?

Let’s put these tickets on and see if I’ll win today…

 

 

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