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Ache.

If I’m far away.
Another place.
Another day.
Working in a lonely world.
Waiting to be in your arms.
Phone calls are but such a tease.
Your silken voice away from me.
Those lips like silk.
Your skin so soft.
Of theses things I am robbed.
Falling softly in to sleep.
Happy smile and mind at peace.
Of theses things I am without.
When I am so distant.
Slumber stifled.
Half awake.
Restless body.
For you I ache.
Soon I shall return to you.
See your smile.
A tear or two.
Wipe them softly from your face.
Hold you tightly in my arms.
Thankful that I have returned. 

May I?

Would I be quite so bold,
Asking you for your soul?
Asking if you’ll join with mine.
Linked as one, for all time.
Bound by love and passion fueled.
Bring me sunshine, smiles and stars.
Take from me what you deserve.
My body, heart and soul to take.
I’ll sign it over,  if you like.
A document’s official, right?
Then you’ll have it for all time.
To put my soul along with thine.
Place your hand upon my chest.
Feel my heart beating fast.
Can you hear it’s rhythmic thrum?
Beating out like a drum.
Yes my love, you hear it right.
Your name it beats for all time.

Happy Birthday @KatieMagnet

My Heart.

As you know, my heart is full.
With all the love you give.
But did you know?
That long ago, my heart was filled with emptiness.
There was a time.
I know a crime!
When I felt so sad.
The pain within burnt my soul.
It seared that precious part.
My heart was charred.
A blackened mess.
Without it I’m a mess.
My deepest darkest despair.
A reality in hell.
I cursed myself, I couldn’t think.
My mind was chewed right through.
How had I made a mess of things?
A quandary yes but true.
How can my life turn round?
I had now clue, not one idea.
Of how I’d change my world.
But there was you.
My shining light.
My beacon in the dark.
The only one who ever loved me regardless of my flaws.
You helped me through each dark day.
Until I saw the dawn.
The darkness fades.
You help me still.
Keep me sane.
Stopping me go mad.
But my love I must admit.
I love it when you’re bad.
My heart so full now.
Fit to burst.
Changed my dark to light.
My love.
My Muse.
My saviour.
These words are yours tonight.

My Heart.

As you know, my heart is full.
With all the love you give.
But did you know?
That long ago, my heart was filled with emptiness.
There was a time.
I know a crime!
When I felt so sad.
The pain within burnt my soul.
It seared that precious part.
My heart was charred.
A blackened mess.
Without it I’m a mess.
My deepest darkest despair.
A reality in hell.
I cursed myself, I couldn’t think.
My mind was chewed right through.
How had I made a mess of things?
A quandary yes but true.
How can my life turn round?
I had now clue, not one idea.
Of how I’d change my world.
But there was you.
My shining light.
My beacon in the dark.
The only one who ever loved me regardless of my flaws.
You helped me through each dark day.
Until I saw the dawn.
The darkness fades.
You help me still.
Keep me sane.
Stopping me go mad.
But my love I must admit.
I love it when you’re bad.
My heart so full now.
Fit to burst.
Changed my dark to light.
My love.
My Muse.
My saviour.
These words are yours tonight.

A great man once said…

A great man once said something profound.
So profound that I have forgotten what it was.
So profound that it has shaped my entire existence.
A cartoon fox once said “Fear not my friends, for this shall be my greatest performance!”
It’s funny really…could my life have been influenced by a fox? A talking fox at that?
Sadly it shows me that as I am writing this, children of my generation and those of generations after are not influenced by the words of great minds or poets or genius.
But by…sigh…an animated fox.
We are all influenced by different things.
Some by…animated foxes…ahem.
Some by the musical talents of a woman who wears meat as a dress or by a movie star or a giant purple dinosaur.
The latter has not influenced me in any way. Except maybe to dislike purple dinosaurs.
See.
Influence.
In another life maybe a great speaker would have influenced me or a wise old sage…but…I am thankful for my influences.
For the words that moulded my existence.
If not by a animated fox or a song about frogs or by images so dark they make devils cry. Then what?
A purple dinosaur?
Give me strength!

On that note my friends.

Until the next time.

Darwin Blake.

The Almost Famous Author.

And Purple Dinosaur Hunter.

So, since writing this post, I have been thinking about a line from a Gorillaz song, the line…”without the truth of the eyes, the happy folk were blind.” 

Makes me think…if you don’t see something, does it go away?
Is it still there when you open them again?

If you hear a scream or cry for help and you cover your ears, can you not still hear it?

If you don’t see somebody’s words, do they exist?
Do they matter?

The answer is yes.
It’s always yes.

Even if we don’t see it, it is still there.

Even if we don’t hear it, it still screams.

Even if its not written, its still thought…

Because without the truth, we are lost.

Do you see?

Once again…

Until the next time…

Empty.

Empty is my heart.
When you are far away.
Empty is my life.
Without you in each day.
Empty is my wallet.
When I dote on you.
Empty is my day.
When you say good bye.
Empty is my bed.
When you stay up late.
Empty is my shower.
When you’re not in it.
Empty are my words.
When not about you.
And empty is my soul.
Til I embrace you.
Though when I see your shining light.
It brings such fullness to my life.
Lights my fire with a spark.
Makes my words grow light from dark.
Lifts my mood and brings me joy.
Empty I shall be no more.

Eyes…

Eyes like pools or so I think.
So deep, abyss like.
Dark but bright.
Just one look and I am there.
Fixed and hypnotized.
By your stare.
Brown like chocolate.
Lashes bat.
Such warmth and love.
Stares right back.
Tease me with your wickedness.
Chest it pounds.
Breath quickens.
Intense dreams of just those eyes.
Wanton and wild.
Seductive yet mild.
Rolling back, revealing white.
They shine like stars in candle light.
When so close.
I’m lost in them.
Never to return again.
Lost forever in your arms.
So bright they rival a thousand suns.
Kiss each lid I softly do.
To be with only you…

When you’re not here.

I feel alone.
So cold at night.
My arms empty.
My world too.
No laughter.
No smiles.
Nothing but an empty space.
Yes we talk.
But oh so short.
Fleeting chances on the phone.
Pictures help but not a lot.
Smiles frozen in time.
No feet to warm.
No back to rub.
No smile to light my day.
I miss your loving hugs so much.
But when you come.
I hear the door.
I know right then.
What I’m in for.
Those eyes.
A smile.
A hug.
A laugh.
And love.