Poet Angel

Poetry, out there, somewhere, sharing the muse.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Untie

Unbound, undone
With gently hands
Delicate, fragile
Dehydrated fingers.
Loosened lightly
Belief in freedom
Knowing not
That I am destroyed
By words
Charm
Beauty

bright star

O bright star
fleeting comet
I search the darkness
for your light

Blind me
pluck out these eyes
that look in the heavens
for your glory

Luminance
Ignitor
Dim the flame within
or burn the core out of me

Soulreaver

dear soulreaver
I met a young one today
who unbound me
rewound me
and dared to loosen chains

O sweet philosopher
words sooth me
bruise me
ache me
break me

Blood drowning
echo pounding
mind broken open
flow unbidden
released me

dear word man
what has become
I am open
and undone

O young philosopher

O young philosopher you have awoken the beast within It must be bound again and chained down so that it may be tamed but for a moment the delight the awe of flying free O young philosopher awaken me

Sunday, August 21, 2011

The one

O be still my heart
O be clear my mind
Don't tell me he is the one
You've been wrong many times before

O new remembered pain
First crush relived time and again
Sweet agonies of loves first flush
Has come visit me in vain

Sweet lips with wit burst forth
Kind eyes with laughter burst
O flee from my mind
That I might only say your name.

Sunday, May 01, 2011

Good music

Strong beat
Melody
Heartfelt words
Soothes my soul and lets me sleep

Reminds me of happiness before
Allowed to feel
Kneel before the King?

Where are you?
I'm lost and can't find my way back
So listening to music
that will transport me home

Drum beat
Guitar
Thousand times
Don't know where you are?

Friday, April 29, 2011

Dear Amy

Dear Amy,

I just called your husband.....
you know what I'm like
it's all going cool
then I do something stupid
I start being Fool
So I wanted to call him
to ask him, to say
How did you cope with me
When it was his day?

Of course he was a Muse
and a poet too
Soulreaver they called him
Which helped make it cool
Cos he understood irony
drama and such
But I have recently been wondering
was it all too much!?

So I called him to say
Stupidity beckoned
and i followed this day
And it's all going well
Seems all sorted and fine
But I really was wondering
pondering, how did he cope
being a Muse of mine?

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Heartbreaker

Time to play games
manipulate, subliminate
User, abuser
sell my soul
Dinner for two?

Heartbreaker, Mindshaker
Manipulater
Deliver me
Save me from myself

Haunting me, Taunting
Can't get you out of my head
Wish it was dead

You don't inspire.
No tower to climb
Still you covet the darkness
I want to deliver!

Reach for me, but only on my demand
Is anything freely given
My puppet on a string
Or a man free to bring

Hauntingly, terribly afraid
what I've created
what I've made
Is not sane, but given under pain
Duress, Mask in place
Heart held close

Weep inside
No longer able to hide
The monster become
Heartbreaker
Heart shattered
Simply, simply NUMB

You and Me

It's always you and me
although you changes frequently
Is it how it's meant to be?
Consequently?

Another muse, another day
But not the inspiration anyway
I'd like to say.....
Not today

The past keeps recurring monumentally
Swallow sweets, that keep things happily
I'd like to call, but don't know what to say
I might just do it anyway!

Do you know this emptiness inside of me
Did I let something go, set it free?
Should I have held on tighter
Or was this guest just meant to see!?

I don't know how to live inside 4 walls
But it's been too long since I've wanted to fall
To fall means soaring high above the clouds
But also means a sheer drop
Bring on the clowns!!!

Thursday, August 23, 2007

See, Feel, Know

Writing what I see
how I feel
what I know

Learning what I watch
How I cry
When I grow

Seeing what I write
Feeling how!
I know what!?

Wondering if I'll ever make more sense
then morning times
when sense is drowned
In stuffed up heads
And colds galore!
When I can't remember what last night was for!

When hair is dyed
Funeral tomorrow at 8am!

Meeting inspiration

I met a reminder of me today
A memory of what I used to be
Enthusiastic
Fantastic
Charismatic
A journal open ready to be perused
Just not handy to be read

Jazz
Background noise
Sleepy, tired head
Ready to sleep
and dream of memories!

Friday, June 22, 2007

I'm concerned that you think I earned
the heart that you're just passing around
That you think my heart is just a thing I give away.

I am annoyed, that you think a void
has been created in my life.
And that I'm trying to fill it with you!

I am content, don't need to rent
an emotional ride that would come
with falling in love with you!

So just to be sure, I'm staying pure
I'm not in love at all
Just having some fun, catching some sun
And playing ball!