*writing to recover-writing to remember who I am. Writing and shrugging off the insults of so-called friends/family
The drole of this world’s a part of my repertoire
Seek it out
I observe the stars bluster out a cosmic sigh
Sun ushers in to greet me then say to me high
Sunshine deflated-slips behind
Coy eyelashes flicker
An elusive goodbye
Landscape sightings report the sun’s trickery
It can’t revolve above or under the sky.
Planet earth is a cookie cut out
flattened into shape
Dictated to — its norm of a lay by
infinite stutters unlace
creating ripples across the water
wanton to view her beguiling manner this eve
Don’t watch this space
It leaves room for an innuendo
budgie budgets cos it’s an indie myna on the fly by
Gutted cos this reads across as a novice flatulently windy
Lost confidence in his nature.
Stole a spirit
it wasn’t even mine
Finale parts the legs of barbie inbreds in-laws.
underwear-blatantly reveals the remnants of a hookah smoky blows
secreting a house ablaze
brush off an ashen doll-
vented as Cindy.
Quality remains third-degree sightless
to the echelons taken over in a hazed quantity;
I think I died.
I have imposter syndrome
These words dictate I’m a genuine illiterate.
Forgive me for attempting to write
I forgot about that critter sitting amongst its fellow mate-the 5 10 midget
Oi ‘Arry Potter quick diversion tactic-start finding the golden quidditch
The dwellers above know my heart drops
bloody, Man on the dance floor
I’ll murder a bass line, a beat — a melody
anything to revive Spiritual harmony.
To remember Life has the nectar to extract the sharp,
on the floor.
temporarily suspended to ….
….Some random felony.
It’s a knock to the hard knockers
Mind, Been through turmoils deeper than this
It’s not a train smash
Live to learn
Love to learn.
Take a slice of peachy humble pie!
stick a candle in it
back drafted thoughts stumble into a sequence of:
tomorrow before I decide today’s the day I roll with Beethoven’s dice
What it is.
I’m right down
I’m shook up.
Corker’s prematurely conceived Pops
floods in axis allies
upon hitting terra firma
extension 20% proof.
I see the scars
I see how it ticks .
Tor- rratic , compulsive
Catch a rave…..
….for the hell of it.
Wicked witch erupts into flames
a myriad of Infinitum
reborn into a state of foreign flags.
mind buggery neuroticism.
Miss fittings making no cents—
it’s just me.
…complaining in the currency of words
inhaling scents of the civilised
sparring near the poplar trees
premeditated notions about a break somewhere near the beats of Her Mississippi.
an ashen head
Christ, it’s only a baby!
Child, can it be worse?
Blue Mondays are not my agenda
creditors stand back – I am but a single unit of rebellion defender.
random bollock -isms —utterances –
eases the thoughts
dulls the senses — makes me talk
goats cheese chops into
a nightmare slice of Brie on the free.
Fright mares trapped in uni Korn band of a dreamcatcher
Aw, Twinkle toes!
kitten crawling sideways…
Memories of my Tatty Anna and people
I have their wisdom.
I get it.
This is why I’m here.
to show my portal to failure often leads to serendipitous moments — a hand of passion I encourage to caress.
Winning on the squint is relative to Iris’s pupils —
cantering- against a backdrop of visual vacant
My heart s-s-s-s-stutters —
waves of blood crash around my private chambers
The same the place I learned how to save her
It’s mere words, a jumbo-hybridization of Nonsense.
It’s just a mark on a piece of virtual paper or ….
Is my soul marked
yesterdays lined, wrinkled quaker?
Got to get this out
No masterpiece, please
don’t be led into illusions of any reasonable doubt 🙂
Take it on the chin
Pink champagne and rolls Royces is a means to an end.
The BIG issue
comes and goes.
reveal I care deeply about
Bobby Dazzles them to
a cluster hand adorned in bejewelled rings.
How is that over half the Tories are pro the death penalty?
what sick .. (look up to the sky, palms raised upwards) made humans want to kill?
Then resurrect a self -portrait frowning
Poor wee Frankenstein!
Heightened sense this create-a monstrosity
clearly feigned formal introductions to the mode a La clandestine .
The overseer has a warped sense of humour
Warped sense of humour.
Warped sense of humour .
Pass down a blue gene predisposed to erupt into a malevolent radiation activist
digging up a sizeable tumour
a ‘Mwah a ha ha inhales too much reverberation’ character
straight out of every epic Brechtian.
(pant) oh, mime!
Nothing will stop.
Nothing will stop.
Nothing will stop
silence my voice.
Tomorrow’s another day to appeal to a chapter inspired by
The equestrian deity
parle in grande Mal thumps.
hits the buttons
on the rewind
let Soul come into its own being.
I write ,
cos I …
coveting Self-harm projects Noire-Esque shadows toxic terrorists
A mate asked me how another mate of the bygone era
travelled with ghosts
Recounted what adds up to know
she didn’t reply to
Skype hook up, across the Pleiades sisters parade?
Never hide my dastardly foibles.
Ask a question-Won’t decorate words with foliage nor flowers unless appropriate dis
Beast attire is required.
The weed, contagious, wild,unstoppable , tangible mess
an overdose of reality.
Infectious swine influence-a -powers
Rangers in sight
Glocks are invincible — frenemy of the night.
Sub motion orchestrates the design of my Scarlett duress.
Per chance, it’s lunar monthlies or….
the blues mourning for a
haunting with Madame Tristesse
pass it to over to #Throwbackthursday
a torch onto
sowing grains from OPERATION DESERT STORM THUNDER
.. is how
spazzing to the next phase
*Struggling with writing so I just wrote anything. Life, oh oooooh life. Life.
infamous conquests of the human race to expose life’s epiphany.
de harmonisation fails to uphold Athena’s liturgy.
Poorly managed Pomodoro method
Metis grant Deep Thought access to the deaf, dumb and blinded
Search engine optimised – the ultimate track 42 disinhibits these libertarian’s reclaim autonomy to debate life’s purpose for liberty.
hypophysectomise the moody matriarchy for
Pheremone replacement therapy
Father declares she made it up -it’s all in her head
A caution to never mirror the gargoyle with serpent hair or live a life barren
stone cold as death
Wings declare war on Nottinghamshire’s elite. Robin’s red crest symbolises blood will shed – if the ground harvests a crop sterile
Bath bubbles wait for a body that has matter .
69 spoonfuls of bio oil smooth out the stretch marks-
dissolves the fat cats.
Watch them scatter.
Enemy pilots covert zombie nuns in a pig stye
Overthinking- condensates these cloud tufted ideas.
The flow loses integrity – it stands for the lie.
Shaking bones to release the overspill.
Athena won’t be a subject to her own life gains and losses.
Stay true to her style.
No sounds of a Swedish rehashed assembly
lined out to bear all our crosses.
Stunted by the overthink- look away from her spinal index
a mind blinks in epiletic seizures.
Unsanitary insults tossed around,
a tussled rustle
Nomad hiding in the bushes
He doesn’t whether he’s angry or horny
Either way should fuck some common sense into her.
Spaces so tight it has to play its ordained key.
Sounds of queer folk living off Givenchy.
Rumours, ill gotten behaviour
pussy cat kneeding into yesterdays lingerie.
Not so much economical as busy with the normal day to day.
No digits on the clock,
time shows up in a 5 year old making intelligible sentences.
Forced to awaken from her slumber.
Time lapsed under the sound of a deity clapping out thunder.
what’s up with the pretences?
Athena peers into the eyes of a child not so new born.
whispers ‘listen with both ears’
Goddess takes her own advice and is graced with the miricle of life;
she succumbs to tears.
Finally managed to get up on the retrograde.
Trumped on an ally.
Her apoligies can still be heard in the fade.
Outed for having an opinion.
Offended the entire faith of chritianity.
exhiled by her father figure.
She stands her ground where other men bow their heads.
Money makes a human weak in the teeth.
One fine day the bull will take off his horns when in pause mode.
The eagle will descend and emotions will spill out of its beak
hybridisation is the result of such an offload.
Glitter , maroon -carpets may seize the day and fly.
Although the author of these words questions the reason why.
Calling out to a nation of intellectual breeders.
They never want to hire former institutionalised life seekers.
Whose truly deserving of at least the 90 th chance?
Some people don’t even live to experience their own wedding day dance.
Stuttering over each word. Tempted to cuss.
Athena refuses to get stuck in reverse.
Ready to fertilise blood with the dark night of the soul.
Athena never passes up a challenge
time to stop her before she’s crying over spilt milk
Betrayal overheard by a righteous all seeing mole living in a borrowed hole.