Your spittle me spare your mind I find poor

Your spittle me spare your mind I find poor

7 January 2016

shut up

 

A rapid and hoarse rasping romance speech

A breathing of sorts song of love to quip

A trained thought yet coarse mind a Heart to breach

Derailing consorts between track and lip

 

From despair to lair tears lust alternate

Upheaval so plain loss of common sense

Oh my lady fair your lover’s a state!

Deceiving and vain the pride of pretence

 

The word and the quill a poet composed

The gift and the art a means to an end

Hegemony shrill as nostalgia posed

The whore or the tart was his merry friend

 

I lead you nowhere pray find me that door

Your spittle me spare your mind I find poor

 

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The Black Eyed Peas – Shut Up

Getting the Tune right

Getting the Tune right

11 September 2015

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Tune into my mind

The dark waves that carry you

Distort frequencies

 

I will wash your spleen

Into clean iridescence

By Love now transformed

 

Give me your worries

I will chain them to the Earth

Lo! I break your clasp

 

Fly free in the skies

Reality is but clay

For you to model

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The child within you

Is lost in the wilderness

Totems spare you fear

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Simple is my tongue

Comprehension extended

To grant you solace

 

Let go of the weight

Love your only Totem lifts

Sets alive your Heart

 

Find my inner child

Let bonding bring a new growth

Past fears we’ve hidden

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Feel through the abyss

For your Heart’s music to set

Getting the Tune right

 

I will feed you fruit

Plucked from heavenly pastures

Of our own bearing

 

We will taste honey

From bees flying in freedom

Humbling greatest breeds

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We will colour Life

Now passion beyond reason

To music reposed

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