Day of Hope

Day of Hope

The sun rises and it’s a day of hope

Colours fill the sky

Like a kaleidoscope

One day something good might happen

Do not diminish my spirits

I’m going to write a song

Right a wrong

Cause in tears I phoned

Didn’t want to be alone

You were so far

But bright as a freckle on my arm

I wanted to jump over the pond

And belong to you

The Freckle Sky

The Star Freckle

Distance

If I was a shooting star

Maybe I could reach you

Taste a peach with you

Taste life with you

If I could choose a star

I would be blind to your flaws

Lets walk to the shop for penny sweets

Like we used to!!

Spark of Attraction

Looking in new show homes

How do I live?

Is this the voice of fate?

Clouds are passing in the air

And I look down at my weight

It’s like

The water is rising and I am

Stuck in a cave

‘Enjoy’ healthy life!

I feel like I have nothing

I feel like your plaything

It feels like I’m losing

It feels like your using

Those gloves do not fit anymore

This is not it

One drop of water can drown an ant

And I feel like I am drowning

It’s like

I’m holding on to something in a hurricane

The sun is a special light

The moon makes a special night

Did a star come to earth?

To help with Jesus’ birth?

I need an ending

To this hell I am in

Don’t stand in the way of heart

Misfits on benefits

I hate the size of my arms

I hate the size of my legs

I am waiting for his charms

But why would he take me to bed?

Dovemail

I hate those who hit

I hate those who split

I hate those that treat you like shit!

I would love a poet

Love and emotion

Turns into devotion

What is my desired sound?

I need a distinctive rhythm

I don’t want to write a deadly melody

Re-binged and unhinged

(Unbalanced and disturbed)

Unhook me from this hell

Summer holidays

Hoping to catch some rays

Or going to the pub for a ice cream sundae!

Summer holidays

A glass of chardonnay

Listening to reggae

Sick

Sick to the point of vomiting

Sick with anxiety

I am spiritually and emotionally distressed

I do not want to watch telly

Sick of rude people

And their rumours

Calling me psycho

They say I have no contact

With reality

Sick of worrying about the future

Wondering, will I have enough money?

I feel like a sick field

Unable to produce crop

I need whispers of romance

I need whispers of interest

I need these voices to stop

Psycho means-

An offensive term for behaving in an

Uncontrolled and unpredictable way

Can you be ‘secretly’ psycho?

Always be there

Let’s be together

Even in imperfect

How many times?

I rhyme but food I do not decline!

An arguing stomach

‘The poem you have written,give it to the wind’-Leonard Cohen

‘The bed is smooth as a wafer of sunlight’-Leonard Cohen

‘O what a blaze of love our bodies press’-Leonard Cohen

‘Weather of a halo’-Leonard Cohen