THE ULTIMATE POETRY COLLECTION 2003
BOOK #05
GOLDEN SOUL
You are my soldering guide,
Blued eyed beauty -
My filled underside,
My unwinding fray;
Called you a ghoul yesterday –
Shouldn’t have done that;
You’ve just changed so much,
Your smile doesn’t lift to reach out and touch;
Looking more like your dark brother every day,
No longer do you shine like a ray;
I wish I could have kept you up and not have you pay,
But we know it wasn’t meant to be – I still love you anyway;
Your beauty shines underneath all the way.
February 1, 2003
SECRET KNOWLEDGE
Soul isn’t depicted,
On one’s surface;
T looks like a sweet teddy bear,
Though darkness is printed,
In a militaristic square;
C looks like he couldn’t harm a thing,
With that goofy grin,
But he too has a dark stamp within;
And anyone could look at you,
And think, “Where’d he go to?”
Cause you look so strained,
Your face is maimed -
But I know the truth;
You’re as beautiful as a rainbow roof,
Your lion heart is no spoof,
Reason why you’re my guide as I glide,
It’s truly a treasure to see from the inside.
February 1, 2003
CRAZY EFFECT
There’s no doubt,
When you’re around,
My blush makes a rush,
And my heart hammers sound;
I’ve accepted never will we be,
Am settling into becoming a wife to he -
But you still affect me like crazy.
February 1, 2003
HEAVENLY HELPER
She walks round,
With wings on her back -
They flutter,
Guiding her left,
Right,
Helping her,
As she painfully treads,
To bright light;
She smiles,
Appreciatively,
His guiding touch,
Causing tingles and heat,
Through her blood -
Inside shimmers,
At him just being near her,
As she walks into walls,
Which are clearer;
February 1, 2003
EYE OPENER
She’s dreamed,
Oh so many dreams;
Beamed,
Oh so many beams;
And she wonders,
Was it something they all saw and kept?
Cause so so many seem to have mysteriously wept,
While she’s slept;
February 1, 2003
TUMBLING DOWN
The girl wanders blind to the other side,
And bumps into a man on the underside -
She stumbles, he catches,
Suddenly there are matches,
And statues are illuminated all around,
As the masks the concrete walls,
Come tumbling down.
February 1, 2003
DARK NOT EVIL
Dark soul,
Does not mean evil,
Just a shady passion,
That overrides sensible action.
February 1, 2003
SULLEN BADGER
The bird turns to her sun,
And sweeps across the sea;
The badger sits in his pool,
Stewing and gnawing on every wooden tool,
Anger, jealous anger twisting inside,
On the stank air;
Whispers come with fervor,
“You can’t hide, you’ll be by my side;
No you can’t hide;”
Is what they repeat over again with chide;
February 1, 2003
AT STEP ZERO
I look at myself in the mirror,
And I still don’t truly understand who I am;
I have the aid to heal a hero,
Yet can’t cause I’m still at step zero.
February 1, 2003
SMALL CHANGES
Need to make small changes,
To step towards the big picture -
There’s no point trying to leap,
You’ll only fall in a junk heap;
You need to start with small,
And that’s getting outside this wall.
February 1, 2003
HALF
He’s half of me,
I’m half of him -
Neither of us,
Can conquer anything,
Until we’re one whole;
Heartbreak kills,
Till we’re cold -
The only cure,
Is one another’s hold;
February 1, 2003
CURING A STING
The sting,
Can’t have cream,
Rubbed on,
To make it instantly cure;
There’s waiting,
Slow healing -
Progression,
Gradual regression;
Pain lessens,
Till eventually,
You are,
Sting free.
February 1, 2003
COMPLETEING OBJECTIVES
Make a list,
Of what you want,
Put it up on your wall,
In fancy font -
Then complete each task,
One step at a time,
Conquering all,
Never looking back to fall;
February 1, 2003
WIPING THE SHIELD CLEAN
Blood splattered,
The shield -
Her blood,
She didn’t force field.
So she took the fall,
Smashed and splattered,
Making a redbrick wall;
But now she grabs the Mr Sheen,
And is polishing all,
Wiping the shield clean.
Was given life,
To get away from strife -
Not to remember it;
She was given life again,