Lava Java

All what was once forgotten
Used for fuel, to fan the flames
Fortuitous, furniture framed
Ladles of molten metal
Burning streams of lava

All that was once forgotten
Tears apart the troubled mind
Fanciful sweet cure memories
Rose tinted bespectacled
Freckles, trapped in past remains

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Eon Ion

Engaged inside empty space
Place, a face without a trace

Nearby to nothingness
Not anything, anything but nothing

Mesmerised, an unusual surmise
Surreal I realise, inside nothing

Orb, shelter from the storm, look back
Looking glass, flecks of imperfect persona

Cutting words, my best friend, descend
Extend the contradiction with diction

Cruel tongues, empty hopeless souls
Mindful to remind, of a rise before a fall

Decorous medals of honour
Upon her brazened tourniquet

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Root Slip

Rootless
Reason for grounding
Faithless
Searching and sounding

Doubtless
Nothing to doubt
Careless
Her slip without

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Crescent Moon

I don’t know when I lost you
When I lost myself

Beneath the full lit skies
Bathed by clear night scars

I don’t know when you lost me
When we lost ourselves




I post this for those of you still lost
for only yesterday
I appear to have found myself



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Je t’aime

There were good times
Excited by expectation
Tilt at the thrill of the chase
Slick and grace
Race for the silk, and for the lace

Then there were better times
Desirous and deliverance
Spilt over the taste
Lose the pace
Dare to mention, misplace

There was exultation
Screamed out loud sensation
Christ don't stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Love’s sounds of lust
Throb of lead guitar, strum of double bass



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