Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

what is this feeling......love

So science say everything we feel,see,hear and smell is just an electrical impulse that gets converted by the brain into something we call a "feeling" or an emotion.....funny word that..."emotion".....there are some eastern cultures that say the first letter of the word really stands for "energy"...and that the energy is energy in motion.....is that correct....is emotion really emergy in motion......you could certainly say that our emotions or our feelings have the power to put into motion....that they have the ability to instantly change our state......a sudden exposure to anything we could conceive as a danger to our life has the power to totally remove whatever we were thinking or feeling about before......fear has the power to completely bring us right into the moment,to focus us and bring our attention to a pin point and place that,pinpoint

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

1000 hands

1000 hands holding to each other....no one alone....either sister or brother...
1000 hands circling the sun....pulling together in this star field embrace.....never ending...on going,
enduring.....our never won human race.....

All standing toe to toe....face to face.....for the first time in history...seeing for sure.....
between us...no difference....

All drops in the sea.....crashing this shore....the same from now on...the same as before
Unseen path....from past to present the future is coming.....once a distant drone but soon to be humming....

So walk it with faith,from where ever you find it......
surrender to its power and make sure to be kind to it.

Never let us not deny our mothers fate......she rests in our hands.....on one else's .....we must seek change before its to late.....

For all will be lost...time as we know is a one way gate...

Then gain your solace...learned from history's lesson.......no more wars... hatred....battered down repression.
these are those lessons...

Man must be free to learn of his soul....so as,not to be left out of life....shivering in spiritless cold....
we can rest in the fold of natures busom ....happy with us there...she'd call us her "husband".....

Our shared ring....magnetic resonance......
like the woody,earthy smell....our very own fragrance....

The soil...the peat ....the earth at your feet...the rocks beneath....
still they are above a fiery heath....

So next time your walking out on the sand...
.remember with who it is that you share your clasped hand.

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

The masquerade's ball

look in the mirror....see a saint or sinner....?
where is your right....where is your wrong...
be it a fat man or thinner...

look around at all that surrounds...
look inside at all your own grounds...

ask yourself...is this all that there is?...
is there no more to put in this mix...
this massive void...the whole i can't fix...

my zest for life is beginning to return...
i feel a need to grow and  a need to learn...

but what do i need in subject or feed...
poke in the dark to find a lead...

hands open wide...accepting it all...
learning so much...its like I'm in free fall...
it not all good i have to admit...not all this information does easily sit!...
but it is the truth that can be said...
at least now i can look...without feeling dead...

self examination...self education...
ask all the questions that haunt this great nation...
and know when you see it...disinformation...

if your told not to look...its for a good reason...
you comply for a while....turns out its high treason...
you ask all the questions...receive all the answers...
Penny's drop...while viewing the fanciers...

the cryptic puzzle now starts to fit...
as unpleasant as it is...you cant seem to quite...
the more you read...the more you learn...
touched by fire...you start to burn...

a screaming....a rage...you know this feeling...
you'll take to the grave...
one pair of legs...but two paths to take...
which one the truer...it's important...for your souls sake...

to believe the source...would be easy...ignore your mind...
to follow to your nose...sniff in the dirt...examine your find...
both destinations are bad...both very sad...
but do you want to be...
a fool in love who fell  from favour...
or a name on a list who has been had...none of it ever true...this time no saviour...

in the end...there both the same...one way or another it's all been a game...
the only thing is...you didn't realise you were being played...

where to lay blame...who's fault to name...
i did the worst.... i knew the script...
but then...so did you...both were tight lipped...

was it all Lie's...from beginning to end...
a semblance of truth...rehearsed lines... from which to fend...
anyway...even if it's an illness...it doesn't excuse  this behaviour... this to'ing and fro'ing ...
knew from the start where this was going...
all planned out...from the outset...
had the bait...the target to get...
like a badger...pulled from it's set...

tho still i played my part...gave quite freely my torn heart...
was wrapped...enveloped in your masquerade...
at the end it began to fade...

lollie

I never went looking for this!!!

I'm a rubber ball...I'm a rubber ball...
.bounce me off a wall..
.DAMMIT...i wont ever fall....
you know you got some gall...
my engine wont ever stall...

here me echo down your hall...
I'm here on my own...standing tall...
stood on my own...after the fall...
only 5'6"  without clicks...never turned tricks...

my heart it wont ever stop....
beats down to the very last drop...
drop of blood in my veins...
bustin...feelin this disdain...
floating thru my brain....
happy in my insane...

so this chapters closed...
a lil bent is my nose...

took all the crap...
walking thru the dark...
not even a map...

with no map you cant be lost...
no end in sight...no startin point...
round and round...an endless road...
so pound your fists "DAMMIT" and carry your load...


so step back a while...take in the view...
it's clear from here...it's transparent...thru and thru...
i guess i never knew who ever it was posing as you...


take your spade...and dig a lil...
the earth at your feet you already know...
but who knows what lies below...
the more you shovel out of that hovel...
the more you find...of a different kind...
well i never...really are so clever...walking bondless into the heather...

no why...no how...this purse...
an ear from a sow...
clear your mind...clear what beats...
a fleeting interest...left sitting...back row seats...

not to worry...there was no hurry...
there was all the time...grapes on the vine...
always renew....regrow....but never again these seeds to sow...

back away...back right off...
wrap yourself in your invisible cloth...
hide from the world...and all therein...
all the while...without a sin...

there is no more...to close that door...
hear my footsteps fall... into distance...
once and for all...

enveloped in dark...
safe without your spark...
no more hurt...
lie  alone in my dirt...


from the Ashe's...
a phoenix to rise...
to blind again...
shield your eye's...
feel it's heat...
as you walk around...
your eye's on...your feet...
can you hear that sound...

no more walls to walk into...
4am...this time someone else ...a different lean to...
do not text...
do not call...
do not scrawl upon my wall...

no more fingers i have to gnaw...
only stumps...emotionally raw...

hear the blackened crow...in its final "caw"...
plummets from on high...
choosing its time today to die...
lonely...distant...unheard thud...
into the ground...a mist of blood...
happy in its final breath...
lived its life...
a salute to it's death...

no more sorrow...
no more pain...
climb from the bottom...
from there you can only gain...

to live...to love...a hand...a glove...
to learn...to feel...and have it taken...it's a steal...
but if you have nothing...then there's nothing to loose...
so from your neck...remove your noose...

don't hide away...don't do recluse...
touche...forever a truce...

Blackened steeds

Open this space for reason or pace...

stare....black gloss mirror...
...read this reflective face...

how distant this horizon
....this bed of reeds to lie on...

only now to feel a breeze....
only now to kiss what heeds...

a warning to travel far....
a light for a dark star...

waning out in space....
a time without a place...

an empty mind...
a line to find...
ever growing...expansive...
never fully knowing...

to ask a question without reply....
to stare breathless into a slate gray eye...
feelings whirl within me.....feelings of kinship....bondings....lashings....to thrill me

four blackened steeds....a carriage...reflective noir....
an  un-hollow casket....
slowing the road....my steeds bearing load...
trod this path....unknowing near or far....
this destination to be reached....a dug out hovel...
more than soil....filled beyond breach...

i watch cloaked stallions pass...
i cannot help but help but feel their wrath...
time slows...ten seconds...a full day
tears to flow...heavy,thick....earth bound clay...

i do not know this travellers past...
i do not know there faiths or fasts...
there style of exit...christian for sure...
does the style matter from shore to shore...
swings open and closed... does this mortal door...

in a second there gone...my noir steeds...
i can still feel the bearers grip...leather gloves on leather reins...
but no need to pull or control to gain this lead...


tears are gone too...laughter out of the blue..
the path ahead...clear once again...
this knowledge...forever true...