To hear music is to feel. Changing of emotion echoing the expression of one’s soul. Proof of His existence. Life without music, impossible. Above clouds racing through veins in musical notations love thrives. Pulsating to the symphony of our lives.
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I couldn’t quite hear himwith the distance between us,only muffles through the mask he was wearing. It was a gentle breeze that hurled his words straight into my ears, down into my heart.Both of are dejected spirits now rallied.“The vaccine is here, they’ve done it”.Is what he said in a cheerful tonethat I’m sure willContinue reading “Together”
Last one goes in, goes down crippled, keeled, floor pressing hard against my double crown. Dizzy, dazed feeling out for the door struggling, curled out on the floor. Sweat, tears, body’s being bled, gagging, chocking only bloods being shed. I shut my stinging eyes to deaths smile, it’s attacking from inside agony it’s vile. NeedingContinue reading “Seeing Death”
Raining leaves falling far from half bear trees rustling swirling with every well mannered breeze a brief introducing from a hungry squirrel playing conkers on the ground running quickly hiding from the trodden twig sound natures beauty still attractive smell of wood fire on cue withering though soulful lapping the last rays of the sunContinue reading “summers last dance”
Like wintry trees waiting for their leaves to return. I stand strong, watching the tinders burn. Waiting in expectation with every folk-dance In waiting, do we diminish, or do we enhance? Tides wait for the moon once more do I labour on the wrong shore? There’s a weight in waiting to wait God please, I’mContinue reading “Waiting”
My reality, I submit onto the spirit as feelings form into tears with each tear I taste I realize again faith is sufficient. It’s difficult to accept matters of this world flesh will more than condemn hope slides seeming all to to be lost. His blood again has cleansed me spirit lead me where IContinue reading “I’m Free”
The music stops, and I feel the cold. Love hacked and extracted, can the soul save itself, as they fight for my last breath? Pulling me back to the shadow world, where dead hearts can’t bleed. Moons don’t reflect from seas, and on the vulnerable, the shadows feed.
Lift me high with those loving hands, that chiselled my passionate heart. Lift me high above all creation, and let me gaze, upon your art.
Pen, paper, rocking chair and a match, It’s time to create inspiration to catch. Like a river it’s flowing what’s deep within bursts out, Like a thief for his life, from the gallows, I shout.