Beautiful People (Haiku)

Beautiful people

Are life's broken symphonies,

Yet we hear them not.

Brothers and sisters

Forced to say goodbye again,

This time forever.

Beautiful people

lost in a wrath they know not

As we watch them soil.

The young, old and bold,

victims of man's endless greed,

Must strive for this life.

Beautiful people,

They are just that, beautiful

Just like you and me. 

Robin

High tides, vicious gales tell the tale,

Her story of glum sunsets and moon rises,

Her little wings hurt as she glides in a world,

A world she dreads where everything in it remind her to frown.

Slow gashes of nothingness bestow the unknown,

Her long and unchaining days bring her to a weep,

For her weak perches beg to be heard…

But the storm hushes her cries…she weeps, she weeps.

Silently her world wonders where she is.

Must the world be so cruel that she cannot see her hurting?

A fight within brings a flight to the abyss

Eyes open, eyes closed darkness all around

A thick smog of lifelessness is all that there is

More and more she sinks in what she fears,

Her heart beats yet she cannot feel.

A call, a hint that there’s a way roars,

Suddenly she can feel the thumps from her big heart,

Eyes open, flowers and a walkway appear,

There she is whole again like an embryo

Pure of the cold of this world,

Embraced by the allure of a smothering scent

She smiles, the glitz of her eyes reflect the uncut woman she is.  

For Sista Moe...

Beautifully Lost

Here I am

Lost but found

Beneath this shell

I found myself.

Alive in this abomination

I don't want to be seen

Or touched by you.

I am complete inside myself.

Like a fallen leaf

I go where the wind blows.

Now and forever, let the truth

Wash me in it's sea of pleasure.

What a Bloke Shoundn't See (Haiku)

Your wrinkled stockings

Appear a tad bit tired,

Why does thee bother?

You can be tasty

Like Dorothy Lamour in her youth. 

Ye legs are a snag.

All I ask of thee

Is to ditch them long stockings,

Then I can take thee.

Oh me daft ferrets

Moan endlessly about it.

Just lose them Nora.

I would like to see

Me lone bird really dressed up,

That would be sublime.

Orient Express --

Thee and I to Australia.

Think about it lass?

Winsome Sail

Swiftly guided into an enigmatic force,

A feeling locked between bliss and warmth lingers beautifully within,

Amazing though it is...it feels distant but charming all the same.

Drawn yet torn between the unknowns of the day,

My mind wanders to the shores of a sunset lite smile,

That moment froze and I sunk so deep in it's arms

That I became who I was really meant to be...

Awoken, enlightened and touched with something I can't even begin to define,

I know this this thing...is all I can call it will be the height of happiness.

The sweet scent of a worldly heaven is what I thought it was,

I daren't call it that though, naming it would be senseless,

With eyes shut, breath as slow as a boat moving with a gentle current...

Thoughts turn into something stronger and better and I wonder with amazement.

Don't Wake Me Up

Don't wake me up,

I'm looking for you in my dreams,

As the sunlight forces my eyes to shut,

I lost you, a gasp I took...

I fell asleep again- don't wake me up!

As I walk through this crazy maze,

I find many lost souls and discover myself,

I don't know how I lost touch with reality,

Don't wake me up, I am trying to find myself.

Night brings not me to sleep,
If this is all, it must be my lone fall,

If this is all a dream please don't wake me up,

Let me sleep and wake up the warmth of your touch,

And the sparkling wonder in your eyes...wake me up then.

All I Want

I want you…

I want you to know that I am dazed by you,

I want you for you; a soul with a meek ambiance, 

I want you to see how I see you…a perfected masterpiece!

I want you to know that I am your pillow when you need one,

I want you for the heart you hold, the smile on your face and the adorable giggles you make.

I want you to walk with me to the shores of bliss and all things wonderful,

I want you to believe in us, a union made by the gods themselves.

I want you for me as I will eternally be yours to love...

I want you to be you because that’s who I want,

I want you and no one else in this world...

I want you to hold my hand as we immortalize what we have,

I want you to kiss the heart in me as I will for you,

I want you to be the one I kiss every morning and every night,

I want you to be the dream I have longed for,

I want you to be everything I have ever wanted and more…

All I want is to gaze in those lovely eyes, O’ they are so beautiful!

For the life in me…all I want is you!

Is that too much to ask for!?


This piece was inspired by Ozzy's song "I Just Want You."

Divine and Charming Floret

Starlight, star bright...
Let the light from far beyond
Shine through the spector they know her by,
Like a morning glory, her purple petals will blossom
And she’ll rise like the phoenix she is…  
To reveal the ornate splendor she holds…
She will creep to the galaxies and touch each
And every star like the adorable toes on her feet.


High in the night skies…her majestic grandeur
Glimmers like an Orion descending to the Earth
A lone bloom to the eyes and thoughts she is,
The envy of Aphrodite and Venus she is,
A mystic fascination she is…
O’ how wonderful it is just to gape
At the marvel she is..


A forgotten charm lurks
Like a story untold…
She wanders gracefully like a
Lost songbird gliding through a rose maze,
As a flute softly plays from lands unknown…
Her wanderlust’s enchantment to touch glee rises,
Once again as it was when her wings flapped
With a vigor to be…to be whole.
As her royal heart throbs with a passion tune
She sets off  flames of a holy adulation. 

The Bird That Flew Away

If the sun would speak,

I’d have many tales for it…

For I have seen, done and been everywhere I’d imagined.

Some may call it a joke, others a mystery but I rather call it a miracle,

They who seek the "whys" and the "if

s" of what they thought was unfair,

Know not that I did it, I wrote my script and lived it, like a pearl beneath the sea

I was that little bit of brilliance among the corals of the world.

So why then do you still ask why I closed my eyes?

An escapade that turned out so right,

So ripe that the world listened to the voice in me,

That little girl in me came alive then,

This was the secret to my freedom.

Not a very well kept one.

My wish is  that the heavens will open for every child out there ..

Let them see that this world is right for them as it was for me.

Joy washed me every time I see people wearing pretty smiles,

Yet you still ask why I closed my eyes!

  

If the moon told me night stories,

Every child would sleep with a smile as I did,

For I told it the truth, my happy realities.

I found me, I loved myself and I liked all that came my way,

But why do you ask yourself why my eyes remain closed?

Thank you, Maya Angelou.