Look to the moon
on clear nights;
know I’m looking too.
Smile through any pain,
knowing it’s the same moon!
Our eyes meet on its unexplored surface,
like two souls meet in life.
Laugh through the loneliness
and I’ll laugh through mine.
And we’ll both howl at the same moon,
dancing because it’ll be fine.
Broken pieces joined by moonbeams
of longing.
We know it will be okay,
because even in darkness
Light shines like Hope.
He stares out of the misty window
into the fogged, greying world
illuminated and sliced open
by one warm Moonbeam of Hope.
Cruising down this Highway Avenue of Life –
the nostalgic Music filling the voids left behind
by the chemical wars fought inside –
he is at ease.
His blue eyes stretch beyond infinities of Sky…
His glossy gaze meets the Moon’s Rays
of Hope in this bumper-to-bumper world:
a Constellation of nine Stars smile brightly
through the darkness of space
as they frame the Moon’s Secretive Smile.
It is here –
in the Honeymoon of his Thoughts –
that he finds the Mysteries of the Moon’s Beauty
tucked away neatly in a Pocket of Sky.
His Thoughts are held together by his five star Mind,
found dancing in the Moonlight of Inspiration,
as his body is showered in his tears
with a ceiling of glittering Stars staring down.
His sadness is blown away with the withered words of hurt
he releases from his Mind,
like a thunder-cloud that releases its darkness
to create Newness.
Four-cornered gods of reflection dictating their insecurities
are reduced to simple stardust in the Moon’s Fire
which ignites his Mind
making real, through word, the Daydreams of his Love.
He has one less problem of heartache tonight
as he lays his pain to rest in his marshmallow lined thoughts
in the creative cloud-mansion of his Future.
“Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, before, deny it, eyes
For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.”
– Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare
You’re a gift sent
by the universe
disguised and hidden:
but there.
A path I’ve crossed by chance
merging with mine in this moment
to form this road
lined with pillars of
honesty,
support,
trust.
Strangers to each other;
two nobodies
pulled towards being somebodies
to each other.
Little planets floating in space
needing each other’s gravitational pull
of care.
Abominations and aberrations
caught and suspended in a web of words;
accusations pointing skyward
from a Being pointing downward:
translations of Love translated by hate.
Precisely printed in black text
(words, language, meaning)
all created by man,
fallible man…
Sitting listening to words
inked out of agendas
of archaic manners,
chewing the scriptures:
regurgitating into mouths of youth,
filled with particles of prejudice!
Food for thought?
Hate?
Misunderstanding?
Fear?
Self-recognition?
Forcing love down a throat
is like forcing water into concrete.
Concrete cannot swallow water;
human cannot limit Love.
Men, women, children, brothers, sisters, friends
hang lifeless from the ropes of these lies,
lies taught as truths,
truths which are intolerances!
Their corpses are vases holding crusted flowers.
Their Spring could never be;
scripture’s winter killed with its irresponsible powers.
Why is it so real?
Because it’s not allowed:
denied by the unspoken laws –
Love Laws!
Who loves who;
and how;
and how much…
Cannot just love away,
away with love
like a rapid stream.
Cleanse us all
of this incurable infection!
Deeply wounded
grounded deeply
pulsating and producing,
love-chemicals sinking
and sunk.
Side by side we lie –
similar in many ways –
but different still.
Simple and straight;
close enough to be together,
together forever…
But never quite joining.
We’ll never be one
(as much as I want it)
as much as I feel I need it:
we’ll always be apart
but always there…
Right next to each other:
never leaving;
never straying apart.
Equidistant feelings
between the slopes of
emotions,
struggles,
joys,
heartbreaks.
We can never touch;
we can never meet up:
there’s no point…
So I’ll be here forever,
by your side
infinitely in both directions,
never distancing myself from you
because I am what I am
only because of you.
how do you move on
on from the top
the best feeling
feeling of happiness
feeling of belonging
feeling of acceptance
how do you move on
when you feel so attached
attached at the apex
apex of passion
apex of care
apex of talent
how do you move on
when the heart holds you back
the mind confused
confused of the feelings
confused of the future
confused of the implications
how do you move on
on from the best
faithful leaps into unknown labyrinths
labyrinths of darkness
labyrinths of insecurity
labyrinths of fear
How do you move on?
When it’s so close you can feel it –
but you can’t actually feel.
When it’s almost real it seems impossible –
but really it is.
When it feels so right and real –
but it can’t be real from one side.
When you see every sign that shows it will happen –
but those signs aren’t for you.
When you think it’s your time –
but it’s your time to be denied.
When?
But?
Only time will tell but
slowly
it will wither you away
and hope will
gnaw
gnaw
gnaw
…
Coffee bean brown galaxies
eat all they see.
Process and perceive
the kaleidoscope world:
stained glass
of hate
and love.
I walk into their field
and they blink – disturbed.
Slowly, slowly adjusting
their centres to this
new shape in their universe.
Careful and weary:
they have burned from
salty tears too many times…
Adjusted to the new light –
bright and refreshing.
Coffee bean brown galaxies
sparkling in the presence;
trusting and no longer searching for fault lines.
A smile carved neatly by trust and friendship
into the gaze.
Gaze of giving.
Gaze of care.
Gaze of truth.
The changed gaze of invite
into the galaxy of warmth.
flirtatious sensations
ripple
rippple
ripppple
through the stagnant air
and stir along:
Stale Smoke
&
Sweet Surprise
mix in chemical convulsions
ecstasy smelling
cocaine crazy
hallucinogenic happiness
and a cloud of clarity
a reminder tied around your neck
loosely leading toward my heart
please don’t cut it
please don’t cut it
please don’t cut me
Mr Individualist 