The Constructs of my Mindscape
I’ve been trying so hard to shake the shadow of manifest nightmares
That I can no longer share my dreams with those who would know
The meaning hidden beyond as within the constructs of my mindscape.
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Moon Child
Moon child
Born wild
Never to be tamed.
Monsoon child
Composed child
Child of the un-named.
Rise child of the flower bloom
Swoon in as out of season.
Rise child of the silver moon.
Journey within reason.
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Turning Leaf
The nights are growing short once more
As Autumn opens Winters door
And Summer sleeping beauty casts
Into the web of woven pasts
So sleeping there 'til Spring awakes
And from her dreams the Summer shakes.
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A Monument to the Ghost of England's Green
The room now lay empty
A ghost shell of tales I would tell
To children gathered within the arch.
Beyond the graveyard walls
Far beyond the cemetery gates
The priory stands
A monument to the ghost of
England's Green.
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Mad dogs and Englishmen
And so it came to be
That the children of Albion lay
Burnt to a cinder in the shade
Hiding now from the sun
That only yesterday they so much adored
And absorbed.
Peeling skins and aging grins.
Mad dogs and Englishmen.
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The World Beyond My Blanket Burning
No one warned me it would be this way
No one told me the words to say
In absence of expression
Here I am, repressing the desire to rise
Repressing the notion to open my eyes
To the world beyond my blanket burning.
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Forgot Your Phone?
Forgot your phone?
Have you forgotten you turned your soul to silent?
Always a mode, a function, a setting.
I fear there’s something we’re forgetting;
That the sun is never setting
And only rising on a foreign shore.
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When the Bark is Torn she Suffers
When the bark is torn she suffers,
She’s breaking down to cry.
To watch her mourn is to question why,
Why it is you have no tear in your eyes.
To lament for her soul for it never will die
Would be an exercise in futility.
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Instinct would see you in Chains
Bound by primal desire, instinct beckons me to pounce.
Instinct whispers ‘take the girl without asking’
Explorations of the mind unfold unsavoury fantasies
Best left untold least they hunt me down, frowning upon my voice.
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Scattered Horizons
Across scattered horizons we sail
Upon this shattered vessel of ours
Passing away the memories of our failings
Passing away the hours
For they are ours as any others
They are ours as we are lovers
Of our time upon this plain.
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