Poetry

Heaven

Through the gates of heaven
Lies an abyss of stars
Memories flickering like twilight
Onto a crashed scrapheap of souls

Skulls blooming with flowers
A nuclear heart of the prophet beating
Running underpowered

God sits regally on his throne
Rolling his marbles
Seeds dispersed from his fingertips
Light bulbs of brains
Sizzled out with one switch

His legs dangling
Above the universe
As people swarm underneath
Like a colony of ants

The Joy a human being can create

If I was a tree
I would wrap my branches
Around your shoulders

Warm you with my leaves
Stroke you with my fern
Rocking you to sleep like a hammock
Under a blanket of stars

Such beauty can be found on this planet
Amongst the evil in our lives
That has vanished

A thoughtful gentleman with husky blue eyes
With innocence and purity
That my inner devil would despise

Carolyn’s fingers

Carolyn’s fingers
Pale and slender
Picking at harp strings
Ringing like doves
In the night sky

Moon lit under the stars
Launching her paper boat
Into the reservoir

Covering her room with origami
Paper chain children
Are disjointed by her hands
As she cuts off her family tree
With scissors

Her eyes
Pale as two grey clouds
Begin to trickle
And shimmer

Fallen Empires

Skittles of skulls roll
As Empires fall
Leaving vultures empty handed

Sinking sand lies in the palm of my hand
Trapping their flies who spy
That have landed

A clench of the fist
To a snake biting hiss
Tells their dreams
Can’t be granted

A flash in the air
Of hurricane despair
Damages their armies beyond
Oil and repair

With their bloodied hands full
Their Empires can’t be mended

Washing machine

Structures of bone
Crash down
As debris is washed up
On the shore

Beads glisten in the sun
As old ornaments from days gone by
Resurface pulverised
Shining like shells

The washing cycle of the ocean
Spins endlessly into the night
A turbulent machine
Powered by the moon

Sucking all matter in
Spitting it out
Transformed, deformed
Shape shifted
Through a storm

Bow and arrow

Little devils
Spirited from the trees
Swirling and twirling
Crashing on top of me

A cupid arrow
Stabbed into my heart
Leaves me bleeding
Silently in the dark

Waking up in a haze
Of a simmering summer daze
My heart slowly opens
Like a rose

Singing freely
Like an unleashed dove
Sinking to the forest floor
Drugged
Collapsing hopelessly
Falling in love

Angel

Angel beating it’s wings
Silently
At the end of my bed

Places Kisses gently
Like confetti
Showering the newly wed

Nightmares disappear
Like quicksand
Pouring out of my head

As spirits dance slowly
Like daisy chains
Sinking into their flower beds