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As I look up at the night time sky,
I see something that catches my eye.
It’s not a bird and it’s not a plane.
If I don’t find out, I’ll go insane.
At first, it looks like a falling star.
At second glance, looks more like a car.
This thing I see turns sharp to the right
Heading back out into the dark night.
Now, I’ve heard of strange things in the air
Flying around, making people scared.
I never thought I’d be one of those
Who would say, “I saw something and froze!”
But whatever I saw late that night
Made me quiver to the bone with fright.
I never believed in U.F.O.s,
But I’m thinking now I should, who knows?
I didn’t think anything could survive
Outside of the world in which I thrive.
Growing up, I heard lots of stories,
But there was one that made me worry.
It was of a place full of bad things
Where the creatures cared about nothing.
“Earth” is what all the elders called it.
If it exists, I’ll never visit.
I like my home here on planet Mars.
This is where my friends and family are.
The equinox in autumn evens out
the nights and days and makes them equal length.
I lie outside because I am devout,
but you, dear Sun, eventually lose strength.
I dream in winter of each afternoon
we meet in summer. . . passion at its peak,
and I can play as if I'm a cocoon
wrapped in your heat till night time makes you weak.
Oh, Sun, I need again for you to surge
for hours on end, so I can take you in
and at the close of day, I can emerge
your monarch, tinged with scarlet for our sin.
Spring comes, and with it comes the moment when
a kiss of sunshine I will feel again!
Silly is, as silly seems,
silly things, in all my dreams.
Rustic fences, painted blue,
solid walls I walk right through.
Silly sausage, silly soul
all emerging from a hole.
Spirits fighting for their right
to be set free, at dead of night.
No sense, nonsense, side by side.
join me on this senseless ride.
Brain corrupted, disarrayed
thoughts erratically displayed.
Night time sent, to give us rest,
order tumbled and distressed.
Sleep refreshes all who fall
as chaos drains the daylight's call.
Consciousness climbs with the sun
to drag us back from night time’s fun.
The slumber that releases pain
helps us make sense of life's small game.
Ivor G Davies
Cover for necro-mania, and other horrors, worked by epstein, deviation
From accountability; apperition like; I
Seem to see? In violence both near and
Far..into a mud, it seems is set the bar'
Most info, screams of only war, yet the
Shrieks were real, and i guess still are.?
From those sacrificial, innocent ones..I
Wonder? Who among us really sleeps now
Well.? And feels affected.' Yet time itself; has yet to tell? Tranches of info to
Light stay coy? The torrid tomes of pred o
Viles..Dear girls and boys' much abuse and
Slaughter.' Yet who wields the knife? Or guns? Or bombs..? How i curse this blight.'
Some light..I crave, yet darkness reigns..'
As ex-royals and current dignitaries, play table top
Games.'
Come home baby
Thinking back...
over my lifetime
mistakes I've made,
I realize...
so much pain ,
my life's in tatters...
it come's as no surprise
Now I know...
I'll wait a lifetime,
four score years,
if you're the prize...
take your time,
I know you're hurting...
this time,
I'll dry your eyes
Chorus
There's one thing I know (I know)
I want you to come home baby
(I know) I want you home to stay
There's one thing I know (I know)
I want you to come home baby
(I know) I want you home to stay
Looking back...
I see it clearly,
you needed,
so much more from me
Give me time...
just be patient
I'll be all,
you need me to be
bridge
I want you home to stay!
I want you home to stay!
Go to chorus
Think about...
the lonely night time
why should we,
spend it all alone?
Think of us...
We need each other
Why don't you
please come home?
chorus repeat
fade
John Derek Hamilton
October 25,2016
When I looked at the window
I see the outside shadow.
The bright light of the sun
and the bright light of the moon
at night time too.
The sky is so bright
the weather is very cool
the atmosphere is far more to reach
the wind blows as hard as it could.
To give a cool weather and bright day light.
And leave a very cool wind blows and felt
the sea breeze at noon even in a very hot summer time.
When I looked at the window
I see the sky the white clouds form like cotton in the sky.
The rain pouring,
the wind blows the white clouds become a smoke clouds
in the sky. Followed by the rainbow to stopped the rain
from pouring and the bright white clouds came again.
And that's how I notice when I looked at the window
every time. And I didn't realized it is a day time.
The sun is slowly going down and sinking out of sight
The sky begins to darken as it turns from day to night
With no full moon to light the way a spotlight way up high
For this will be the longest night before the sun lights up the sky
I climb into my bed to sleep ~ relaxing I feel calmer
As listening to my radio to a good old fashioned drama
And as I very gently start to drift towards the land of nod
I dream I’m on a fishing boat in which I catch a cod
The sea is getting turbulent with waves so high and wild
But it’s only me inside the boat and I am just a child
I hang on tightly to the side, the boat begins to flail
How scary being tossed around ~ the wind becomes a gale
I fear that I’m about to drown
The boat feels like it’s going down
The fish is still alive so I return him to the sea
So he can see another day and breathe again like me
When suddenly a celestial voice calls out from up above
The voice comes straight from Heaven
A Guardian Angel full of love
Then slowly I begin to wake but still I’m in a panic
I know the boat did not go down ~ unlike the ship Titanic
I look upon the clock face and see to my dismay
That just an hour has elapsed it’s not a brand new day
So alas it is not morning ~ still night time here instead
And no longer feeling sleepy as I rise up from my bed
I go into the kitchen to make myself a drink
And as I wander half asleep I then begin to think
Unlike the ship Titanic my small boat it did not sink
But even though this was a dream I won’t return to bed
Drifting into peaceful slumber upon my couch instead
Written 2017
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Sponsor Brian Strand
I write upon the waves of sunsets spectacle
All supreme in her dipping miracle
One day gone are we even aware
Lost in our own day dream
To bid farewell and say our unspoken goodbyes
To the creators painted canvas highs.
Ripples of light pause reflecting the dipping day
Colorful blessings that come bright and gay
Night and day now hold each other
Daylight eyelids heavy
The night time waves goodbye to the glorious sun
Unspoken eyes lift, crimson orange done.
Dancing waves of the twilights smooth silken blanket
She takes off all her glittering trinkets
Sudden dip on the horizon
Her lights out, moon rising
The twilight our teacher we watch and learn her gleam
We often forget to grasp the larger scheme.
29.1.2021
I write upon waves.
The night of the living dead is coming…
Take heed and lock your doors
The witch trains blow the whistles
As they leave the devils jaws.
He strikes the boilers on this night
He lets the witches catch his prey.
They dress as zombie’s ghouls and ghosts
But they are here to take you away
The witch trains come to take your mind
The bokor controls your undead life.
The devil sends the zombie’s
For undead flesh to hand out strife.
The zombie has no thoughts to own
He is controlled by higher authority.
So lock your doors on the night of the dead
Or the zombie will come and take thee.
Use your mind, the one God gave you
Put thoughts of good into your head
Revile the zombie that eats your brain
You don’t want to end up a living dead.
© GG 15/10/2013
In south Africa the .witch trains. were believed to be staffed by Zombie workers controlled by witches that took the night time passengers and turned them into zombie slaves.
In Vodou Bokor is a sorcerer that revives the dead and controls the mind.
I want to rip my heart out,
And leave it at your feet
I dream of walking away from you
Because I cannot let go, why?
I want you to feel my pain
To know that my heart quivers when I remember you
I am without you, truly and utterly alone
I cannot forget you with this silence we have around us
You cannot understand the fear that drives me away from you
I am scared of what our love could be,
To us, and the many that surround us.
Where could this take us?
Will it destroy us?
Would we go far or never leave the ground at all?
Do we risk it trying to find out?
It is night time, and I am staring out of the darkness
Into the only light lit, in the apartment
I am wondering, how many people are walking around with a broken heart
Lost hearts
Forgotten hearts
Our hearts, that got away from each other
A love story that I will talk of, years later
If I am lucky, to a daughter,
As I wish her heart better luck than mine
I keep leaving you,
And you keep loving me
I push away what I love, so I cant hurt it
You hold on to what you love, so you can protect it
This love keeps cutting deep
And we keep stitching shallow
I want to meet you on the other side
I want to see how we make it out of this alive
But you wont wait for us
It is like you want to erase us
I want to be invisible for you
But I exist
I exist somewhere in between your emotions of love for me, and hate for me
I am a lost settler
Camping on the grounds of your heart
I am your lost settler
And I wonder, how long will I be lost?