Never again will I live
To experience sadness
‘cause each time
I remember my contributions
To the oceans of poetry
Across the world
My mind’s eye
Shows that
I have painted God’s sky blue
Meet my friends Nip also Tuck here
in my imaginary...
came to flabber, jabber with us,
Right there!
swimming together!
see them...
Nip is a master of diguises,
can change any color, skin texture,
rearange any tentacle size,
in water, murky! salt! a mixture
Tuck has super senses,
makes no mistake,
with intense vibrations,
can enter a metabolic state...
We'll go for some mouthwatering bites,
through my inner Abyss, one salty sea,
All- having insatiable appetites...
let's lose Tuck, so not to nip you or me,
on our way is a Laugh Inn Dinner,
delites, they serve, me'ate'o'rights,
taste better than condence...
'there'- We'll build confidence, or not,
We'll need to shed a tear
upon our sudden 'wake-up'
for our escape, without fear
an a tear, we'll need to take
to get back out, from here,
a single tear-drop, from an eye,
drip us, out of an optical sphere,
back...back...back from my minds-eye
for this dream will not reappear!
Or you can simply Click: ( Close X )
I see how it once was
Days of crystal line Blue skies
& emerald green seas
of sweet grass, gently
Swaying …
from Horizon to horizons edge
it rides up the sides of mountains
Down into the valley low
all in Midsummers glow
keeps it’s peace & I move
into the cool Grace of autumns to come
the setting sun that warms my chilled face
in my mind I see all how it once was
In my mind's contorted eye
My heart laments for our generation
And generations to come
In my mind's disgruntled eye,
I see squalor and poverty in Sudan
I see disaster, hunger,
Consuming, scavenging, rampaging
The bowels of our land
My heart weeps for the oppressed,
Displaced, and brutalized
In my mind's injured eye
I see the ruins of Bosnia
And the bloodbath in Grosny
Yesterday was Somalia, today Afghanistan
We all are engulfed in a bitter, unending race
In my mind's tired, confused eye
I see resigned, helpless faces
Of a saturated generation
Waiting hopelessly for the final
Chiming of the clock
Soft curving loops of red that lies
upon soft skin creamy white
reflecting glints of bright sunlight
within richer tones and shadows lie
soft light tones of blue that lie
surrounding black pools of unknown depth
within a field of perfect white
with in the frames of curving lines
red full shapes firm and soft
touched with moisture perfectly
curving softly filled with joy
speaks of tastes that may be
nurturing fullness heavily formed
like most perfect melons in gardens found
in the youth more perfectly known
memories lost in mists of time
long flowing lines curb lightly in
swelling out fuller then
valley light running down
within lies the joining of before
rounding shapes perfectly form
fertile garden from where all spring
desired dreams of there abound
giving birth to hopes and dreams
long flowing lines that ripple and move
moving grace in rhythm divine
gathering tight and flowing loose
curves and lines together are
#8
Many minds may see all those crows
as some past or future sorrows
But they might not be seeing it clear
Just playing on a deep dark fear
5/3/2019
Minds eye revolution
14/08/2018
Minds eye revolution
Industrial solution
Brainwave pollution
Stunted evolution
Living life reckless
Fragile future feckless
Heavy heart helpless
Soul search purpose
Chemical dependency
Limited life expectancy
Wake up reluctantly
Doubt self constantly
Hard fought decision
Much self derision
Brain cell collision
New world vision
Wake up expectantly
Start again excitedly
Lessons learnt thoroughly
Damaged world behind me
Detox relieves me
Rehab's a journey
Suffer through therapy
Reliving dark memory
Synapses reconnect
Positivite affect
Self exam reflect
Accept do not deflect
Learn self love
Gift from above
Fits like a glove
Life my new drug
Through the corridors of time you travel
Just a gorgeous twinkle in a tenuous universe
So surreal to see you trip in my minds eye
Twirling into view like a dirvish of arcane times
Chanting in a Murmurous whisper incantations
then with a sonorous thunder clap she's gone
my very own tinker bell as turned to dust
she was more than any grown up's eye can see.
26052016 comp entry
Take your time
And count it down
Nothing's going to change right now
The stones were set years before
You laid them down, you chose the floor,
And now the path only bends when it needs to flee
the weeds the worms the shrubbery
So take your time
Stop for air
Yes, quick steps will get you there
but at the end of the path-the win is short
And tired feet is all you've got
So ease your pace and smell the air,
A free mind can take you anywhere.
To the left
of the mossy forest path
the blue lake evaporates.
Violet orange gold sunset beautifies the sky
Towering cactuses on endless expanse of the desert lie
The dream of stone winds- ancient catacombs will never die
This is the gift of mind’s eye
For soon you will find
You are not in the desert but in your own mind
The dazzling smell of sunset would guide you if you were blind
By the vastness of stone winds the soul is defined
The night appears above
The stars in clear desert sky sing of universal love
Your spirit grows like a grove
Your soul is filled with love
Suddenly among the stars you are
Traveling with every star
You see moons orbiting planets from far
Distance is immeasurable yet you can define it from where you are
Stone winds are bliss
That sails celestial abyss
You see strange life forms hiss
From many planets spanning the cosmic bliss
The seas of methane dazzle with vastness and majesty
Mathematical base for life different then on earth will be
Elements different then on periodic table fill the planet’s sea
And who ever possesses the soul of it all can write their own destiny
just thought id say something
before she gives up
before she surrenders
to all the darkness that hungers for fresh meat
my own road is stained
just barley doin my own version of living
just getting down to a rhythm to the madness
why screw it up
why get down with a harder road
'cause i cant silence that quiet place in my heart
i cant shut off the place in my minds eye
where i can see the consequences
so i reach out my hand
no real trouble at all
just a moment outa my time
but i can feel it make changes on her sea's
i can see it making waves in her uncharted
join me
grab a hand
there is a world full of people who
need even just a hand to hold in the dark of night
I see you.
How do my eyes focus on such beauty?
When I look my soul feels at home.
I'm taken to a place where I can never forget,
A place I never want to forget.
I see you, are you with me?
Holding me with your love, your heart,
Your soul is guiding mine.
This is where you show me my path,
My destiny shines down from the stars.
It's true, I am always here, this place.
I have always been here with you, my love.
I see you.
I will remember the truth when I wake,
But you say its not mine to recall.
It's for my heart, soul and conscience.
I see you when I wake.
My soul mate, my angel, the love of my life.
I remember you and the love we share,
The rest is written in our hearts.
I see you.
I dream sometimes I have no choice
It's clear to me the same
Dreams are strange
They help me change
And arrange anew
As I lay me down to sleep
Never know where I'll go
Last night I dreamt was in a church
And pocket search
The offering was few
Dreams are like a poker hand
Sometimes you get good cards
Pocket aces
No name faces
Lay down like the morning dew
Awake all night I wish for sleep
My dreams won't follow through
Spoken words
Sung by the birds
Farewell my dream to you
My minds a strange place to be,
the many people who make up me,
the different sides, I sometimes hide,
Multitudes of personality.
Your minds a stranger place to be,
I arrived there one christmas eve,
it looks like fun, the things you done,
I saw it all, then took my leave.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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