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Ma petit fripon 

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Death rattle

Reminiscent of an uprising of crickets ready to battle

Stare at a puffed updiamond heart

Drumming inside an empty cage. Birds ripped apart.

Gargoyle  stares ignored.

Folk bumble about unaware what is in store for us all- eventually.

The breathe of Hades-

Lingers then makes a dash for scant flesh and bones.

Meat is not this gods instrument. Lust causes call for more drones

Sponge, moisten  parched parted  lips

Raven signals the ire of its whips

The ones who don’t loose it in bedlam excite

Death.

Invites all loved ones to rally round

Stands by door. Stands back.Admires its ownpower.

A moment to savour for a while more.

Every door closed,  each breath cloys

Begs for enough fare to cross the distance to embrace elysium air.
Today everyone shall know how close we are to parting from brown soil

Lamb,hatched chickens,babies born in  Cumbersome air.

the cycle must  complete before we can emerge reborn

Death is inevitable  as necessary as life is to the Cumbaya

of springs first show of petal.

When you look at the beginning of this  new dawn

Know that when you stand back in awe

It is because you have felt the chill of winters soul depart

Shed a tear for the snowman who brought  our youth so much joy.

Appreciate death. Stare it in the face

The sun chants

 count in rosary beads

tomorrow never dies.

Trying to type something while listening and watching my  grandmother dying.

Rasp

Gasp

I support the assisted dying law.  This is inhumane.

A selfish farce.
Happy mothers day

Wherever  you go

Wherever  you roam

I hope that it is a place as magnificent as earths revellers make it out to be

Ma petition fripon. J’taime xxxx

* What I wrote waiting and comforting my ma and my gran before she passed over.

For better or for worse

how to be a good wife. 😀 😉

Cause less sorrow.

Talk less tripe

Paper,

rock,

scissors, or masking tape

Talk less.

listen more

love free from doubt

talk .

Decline an upgrade of

 buying into a get one free argument.

Another year passed.

Still eyeballing  the ferocious stye of the hurricane.

 numerous days swept by

side by side

Together.

Manage to keep one another extremist  sane.

Paper kites or paper cuts?

Endure and expand on our own perceived ins and out.

A  test to keep harmony on a scale

Genetically modified pesticide free.

Take one for the team

Roll over Beethoven.

Parasite recoils – breathless corpse.

Rise  scientific soul mates

Abandon host in search of a live love that remains.

 Keep it organic

Atrocities often committed when primitive bare feet leave a  trail  mix of impulse.

Picking out unsavoury nuts  in an odourless panic.

Allergic reaction

 pause on moments passed

lovers instinctive need to recreate

happiness .

Words

displaced.

misplaced.

replaced.

Recapture the beast of time.

never once dawdling – unaware of its power to desecrate.

memory injunction

turnabouts.

Maple honey  squeeze  leads to a scent of forget me nots

Souls connect – diffuse the trigger  wire in the brain.

racing  against accruing

increased deficits

from   the memory bank.

fall

to the knees,

begging,

 ‘please cease fire’

unlike a Patsy in the woods

Every door closes on him.

Preying on vulnerable open wounds -healing will never begin.

Investigate those eyes before committing to a reprise.

Listening to melodies – Sirens come with mixed genitalia -long hair is but one disguise.

take a ruler to the heart – measure the worth of sufferance again.

Sever the connection – scatter archaic ashes in rivers – imposing artificial zen.

Follow your path. Look at how far you have climbed.

Never forget the struggle of clinging onto that mountain – raging, over-imbibed.

How many tears must you swallow before realizing he only wants you to taste his edifice?

He will spin webs of verse -words veiled in lust just to share his murderous impotent vice.

Remember the reality – the aftershock of his insults.

Remember the silence- the disrespect – the calculated spasmodic my mind has no google map  whereabouts

This is a wake-up call – a reminder – It is not just you- he has chosen in an attempt to toast with a contrived roast.

He suffers from genuflecting self-esteem issues that cause the desertion of Hells own residential ghosts.

You and he are not alike.

You and he are not alike.

You and he are not alike.

You have a mind that looks for the good- seeks to find friendship without shame.

He has a mind that will convince you are ruined to think two genders can reasonably rhyme or mime  without the bane of another unfulfilled echo of  ‘I just came’

Take this negative,

filter out all color from this overspeeding thought.

Look at the skeletons – black and white – bones tell the history of those who he tried to thwart.

He’s alone for reasons he alone can only answer for.

Keep hold of your bright light for those who offer you a light when they sense a dull veil surround your core.

Gentle men and women don’t give ultimatums laced with sexual innuendos.

Sing this kumbaya to those ready for climatic conscription conditioning,

volumize the colony of desperados.

*dedicated to all the toxic pricks I’ve ever met. You taught me how to recognize your kind well.   Namaste*