''Certainly''

Have we met before,
Were you a bump in the road,
Just maybe not,
It's time to go,
Everything your going to spout,
I already know.

I didn't sit there,
But maybe I did and it went unsung,
You were going to shout,
So I hid under your tongue,
The winter appeared,
Celestial coordinates to the sun.

I seen fire next to your mascara,
I reach for a lighter,
Set of a sparkler and it started,
I knew we'd never be parted.
A fool and you and certainty,
On a backdrop of fireworks certainly.

''Death Perception''

Sand in the hourglass,
Falls back in the nirvana's scuff,
Time's on our side,
As the sand makes it way back up.
I find the luck of my eye's,
Cant keep up with my mind.

What I realised,
Rewound in my mind all night
Armed guards,
Show me their disregards,
A corden where obstacles collect,
Stared at by a fool set to disect.

In the signs reflection,
I keep up with shadows,
A hill glistened with diamonds,
Protected by daggers,
Proceed at your heart's congression,
Or fall to your death perception.

''Unlovable''

Are we unloved?
Maybe unlovable?
Do we crave what we could never have?
Still bitter from before?
Must we grow a spine,
Maybe she's turning left,
While we change our mind,
Simply blind.

Are we ruined by circumstance?
Maybe blessed by fate,
Some sun stopped us being glum,
Or did the rain cause us pain?
Maybe but we will never know what to do,
Even when we want to.

Single headed,
We would like to be joined at the hip,
Staring at the mirror,
Staring down to her lips,
Maybe she glanced,
While we looked the other way,
Perhaps we would have caught a glimpse yesterday.

''This Oh My!''

These are the seams,
Pushed away by disease,
This rambunkshess nature,
A heartbreak and jab,
The mortuary slab.

Expecting me to be profound,
I wish that I could,
I'd express the correct actions and sounds,
To help you be understood.

These horrific scenes,
Caused at an unexpected age,
Would draw you to your knees,
Bringing an unanticapated heartache,
Identify and cry,
A rolling boulder fell from your eye.

Arms wide open,
A shoulder to unwind,
Cautious of this feeling,
Pain and grief is better than nothing.

one of my humble poems is being published x

''Benefits Of Skipping''

This time its luminous,
Its been dark before,
So rarely believe my eyes,
Sprouting health,
Creeped in discreetly,
Replenishing vigor.

This well torn path,
Is no longer covered in glass,
Take off your shoes,
Its covered in grass.

The man above,
Wore blue today,
Filled up the skies with love,
And blew us all away.

Somesault on the senses,
New expectations,
Hand in hand,
Jumping over fences.

''Promises''

I've made mistakes,
But they're just simple pleasurses,
I like to drink,
To stop spitting feathers,
I've relived prayers,
In my own rendition,
We were promised miracles,
All we got were definitions.

In between heartbeats,
There are hills,
Hidden among the dour,
Are memories and thrills,
Self sacrifice in between hours,
Skipping through pitfalls,
Heres a quilt of promises,
Its all I have to give.