The Painter

 

Under the mirrored hall

Champagne sparkles like rain

Wolves eyes entice

Melting the sheep’s hearts like ice

 

Staring out to the city

Smoke escapes the painter’s mouth

Snow falls like confetti

From the skyscrapers above

 

Colourful darts explode onto his canvas

Slashing away memories

With the knife of his paint brush

 

Tearing out of his painting

The bird breaks away

Flying above monochrome skies and icy lakes

To shine in it’s truth

For the rest of it’s days.

 

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Painting by Robert Ioan. Poem by Jeremy Warder 2019.

Octopus

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Octopus scrambles on top of the rocks

Under the icicles of the moon

Ink clouds the sky

As oceans run dry

Volcanic eyes

Lurking in the dark

Piercing it’s tentacles

Like a harpoon through the heart

 

 

Illustration by Issy Veysey
Poem by Jeremy Warder 2019

Easter

Mountain tops rain down with butterflies

Sparkling like scattered memories

Falling out of the clouds

 

Blood orange skies

Dissolve like teardrops upon the eyelids

Of the old and frail

The snow coated and pale

 

Angels stare down from the bridge

Upon the moonlit port side

Dancing upon the cities rustic spine

Fluttering around the trams like fireflies

All through the night

Carnation revolution

Ivory bone
Cast into instrument
Staring alone at the stars
Upon a scrapheap of cars

Carnations stuffed in rifles
Rise out from the soils of blue
Soldiers eyes glimmering
With a reflective violet hue

Cabinets of curiosities
Leak with rust
Books nailed with skeleton shells
Explode into memories of dust

Kite

We tie our fears
Around the strings of a kite
Releasing them off skyscrapers
Ten miles high

Letting go of sorrow
In the blink of an eye
Burning a trail for tomorrow
Across mirrors of fire

Dreams scattered upon the rooftops
Glisten like beams of glass
Fragile to the earthquakes
Of the cities underpass

Skeleton structures
Claw out to the stars
Cranes dismantling concrete bodies
Over a sea of cars

 

Written by Jeremy Warder 2017

The Rain

Have you ever seen life wash down the drain?
Puddles of dark that drive you insane
And no matter how hard you try
Your karma is dark
Like the depths of the night

People walk by and fade on the street
Souls waste away in the torturous heat
So hold your head high and unleash the pain
Cos ladies and gentlemen
Here comes the rain!

Dreams

Chasing dreams
Whilst we’re still alive
Fighting handles
Against the swing of time

Dreams glow in the dark
Dreams are the make-up
From which happiness is made of

It’s so easy to slip
With one trip
Life can come crashing down
And dreams can turn to dust
Slipping away in the hourglass
Destroyed by disillusion or lust

For what we crave, we can’t always have
But if we try, we’ll die with no shame
Trying to live our lives
Fighting against life’s games

For when you’re a child
You can catch them in the air
But when you’re an adult
They can disappear anywhere