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She Stood Still

Once a year 
Without fear
At her apex
Sunlight sex.

Life giver
Soul shriveller
Crop raiser
Harsh gazer.

Light glows love
Bright above
Warming hearts
Melting parts.

Manually
Annually
On my knees
"Shine on, please!"

28th May 2016

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Blue Sky Fungi

One day I'll write some thing
That will make this planet sing
It may not be perfect 
For anybody, even me
We'll have to wait and see...

If the blue sky fungi 
Sail below the window
Of my jet airliner
You'll know I wrote something
That made this planet sing!

One day I'll be King
And someone else will sing
Songs I weave from words
Like an alphabetic artist
Who lights up the darkest.

When the blue sky fungi 
Sail below the window
Of my jet airliner
You'll know I wrote something
That made this planet sing!

One day wearing nothing
I'll wander down in spring
Dance the night sky nearer
Guile her with guitars
Then sprinkle her with stars.

Now the blue sky fungi 
Sail below the window
Of my jet airliner
You know I wrote something
That gave the darkness bling!

Copyright © Daniel Davies | Year Posted 2016

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Cloud People

Houses creep closer together
Inch by foot by yard by mile
Until you see your neighbor smile.

Cities spread their urban sprawl
Hour after month after week
If earth cannot breath, she will speak.

People schooled to grow apart
Given time will graduate 
Into a class of greed and hate.

Clouds that crowd together
Suffocate the blue away
Until the wind blows back the day.

19th May 2016

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Wave Dancing

I like to dance
To writhe and wriggle
On ceaseless crests
Beneath my bottom

I like to swing
From side to side
Sublime swells
Anchoring angst

I like to gyrate
Between boulders
Of liquid laughs
Caressing chuckles

I like to undulate
Along my abdomen
Rippling raucously
Joking jollily

I like to float
Away to anywhere
Without a worry
Where we wander

I like to heave
To buck and bray
To brave the briny
Scathing spray

Wild white horses
Won't keep me cowed
My deep darling
And I are an item.

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Oxymoron of the Millennium

I was a good, honest taxpayer
That nurtured a moral dilemma.
Why should I perpetuate 
The state I’ve grown to hate?

Subject to the authority
Of a fluctuating majority
I refuse to comply
You can accept, I’d rather die.

To be truly honest
Why vote in a rigged contest?
Plant free trees in a forest
Felled by the loudest lobbyist.

A good, honest player
Pays the public piper
Of their own free will
Or swallows the pipers pill.

21 August, 2016

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Welcome Back

Mum and dad are dead
I’m their only offspringing
No kids... I know of.

Most my half brothers
Hate my existence because
I’m like their father.

Who they loved to hate
I can’t blame their projected
Da Nile of my love.

I care about them
About as much as I care
What they think of me.

I’m so wild and free
Without any family
Except my doggy.

He keeps me grounded
Barks at my insanity
I don’t let him growl.

I have lots of friends
Who are my real family
They look after me.

Until I wear out
My fluctuating welcome
Back reality.

The first day of May
Two thousand and some sixteen
Was when I wrote this.

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Cyber-Space Cadet

How could I forget
My net-setting
Cyber-space cadet

She’s not really sure 
What planet she’s on
A cyberian tour

From Beetlejuice
Via Alpha Centauri 
She’s hanging loose

Lee onto reality 
Milking motion out of
Inter-galactic gravity

The Space Cadet vortex
Sucks me in to
Her cerebral cortex

Spins me outside
My comfort zone
Nowhere to hide

My face book page
Hacked in an attack
Of jealous rage

By an ex-cadet
Now lieutenant
I’ll never forget

Any of my 
Net-setting
Cyber-Space Cadets!

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Spoiled Rotten

Go on, spoil me rotten
Wrap me in wooly cotton
Enroll me in a class
Where I’m taught the art of grass.
Like your food I always ate
Life is served up on a plate
Now I’m hard to satiate
And you’re the object of my hate.

CH

Give me what I want,
Give it to me now
If you won’t placate me
I take it anyhow
Give it, give it, give it,
Give it to me now,
If you won’t placate me
I take it anyhow.

Go on, spoil me rotten,
Until I’ve forgotten
How to live a decent life
Let alone attract a wife.
But, hey, I’m qualified
To tell lies of how I lied
It’s all music to her ears
It’s the truth mother fears.

CH

Go on, spoil me rotten,
I’m your misbegotten
Eighty pounds over weight
Got a job hauling freight
From Brazil to LA
Where my tic gave me away
To someone from the DEA…
My lawyer had a field day.

CH

I’m no longer spoiled rotten
I wear denim, not cotton
Can’t get hold of a fix
To ease these incessant tics.
I’ve lost weight and all hope
Clinging to an end of rope
Knowing now my selfishness
Was nurtured by your weakness.

Take what you want,
Take it off me now,
If it don’t placate you
I give it anyhow
Take it, take it, take it, 
Take it off me now.
If it don’t placate you
I give it anyhow.

Copyright © Daniel Davies | Year Posted 2016

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My Meteor

My, my, my meteor 
Rocks me to my core

She stains the sky
With shooting star fire
Beside the Milky Way
Only far, far brighter.
She rides rainbows
Seesaws on sky scales
Sits and smells grass grow
Sees the songs of whales.

My meteor’s a metaphor
Soon you’ll see what for
My metaphoric meteor
Rocks me to my core.

An alphabetic artist
She weaves song after song
With word worms wriggling
From her all day long.
I’ve seen her climb clouds
Both hands behind her back
Then move moonbeams
To lay down a light track.

My meteor’s a metaphor
Don’t you know what for?
My metaphoric meteor
Rocks me to my core.

She splits the silence
With her spaced out symphony
They spin sound sparks
Into streams of money.
My metaphoric meteor
Shook me off the floor
At all the gigs I rocked to
On her global tour.

My meteor’s a real rock star 
She lights up the night
Then she crashes down, down, down
To be my meteorite!

My, my, my meteorite,
You are still my rock star light.

23rd April, 2016

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A Petal At a Time

I met her the other day
At a friends house par-tay
She danced gracefully
Me, geriatrically 
I liked the way she looked
Like bait, I was hooked!
When she left, I got plastered
Woke up like a useless bastard
Realizing I’d forgotten
What her name was - I’m so rotten!

I hardly know her from my soap
But wishful thinkers - we have hope.
I pondered her for hours
While disarranging flowers
A petal at a time
As I sang that senseless rhyme:

She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she lets me rot
Before I lost the plot
I thought she was called… Peggy?

It wouldn’t matter to me
If her name was Half Past Three
Even though it doesn’t rhyme
With a petal at a time
The whisper of it rings
A bell for he who sings:

She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she lets me rot
What her name was - I forgot
Maybe it was… Jenny?

That social app on my mobile
Led me to her public profile
I touched her likeness, held my breast
Then sent off a ‘friend request’.
Tears of joy joined petal mess
The silly lass clicked on ‘Yes’.

She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she lets me rot
I may smoke too much pot
But you know she’s not… Kenny!

Oh my god, it’s not funny
I pocket dialed her from the dunny
Left a message most unfit
Told her to delete it!
The last petal I plucked
Told me… I sucked!

She lets me rot, she loves me not
She listened to my bowl shot!
She’s right to let me rot you know
Her proper name is Penny!
Penny, Penny, Penny, Penny…
She’s right to let me rot you know
Her proper name is Penny!

Copyright © Daniel Davies | Year Posted 2016

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