MIDNIGHT POETRY -‘From Heaven’

Smelling freshly mowed lawn
Stargazing in darkness of the night
Sitting under an ancient fig

Everything flows like a raft
Encompassing all existence
Eden now too populated

God busy creating little angels
Good old pa still having a go
Gold lining on translucent clouds

Weather just right for full rainbow
Wisdom of an old man passed on
Winding down heaven’s window

Anytime now the wings shall grow
Angels fluffing their feathers
Anticipating landing on earth

Yesterday they were given flesh
Young and fresh by the manufacturer
Yawn, first breath and off they go

New generation
Of heavenly creation
Awakened

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MIDDAY POETRY – “Chaos Theory In Practice”

Now just a happy heap
With time nobody recalls
The taste of amniotic fluid
On arrival from that trip

Born with a longer ruler
A rule for every size of man
No exception for a Lilliput
Pea sized brain in a cooler

Coming home to no-one lands
Matured like a Blue cheese
Homey smell of septic veins
Expertise in washing hands

Some would rather live on Mars
Dare we not to love the Earth
How quickly light can move
Escape from worries into stars

Blink of an eye and life is dead
With just a little bit of oops
Staring into the dark night skies
There is nothing else to be had

Where the land of no-one ends
Rip your clothes and rest assured
Wait patiently for the landing
Coming home to lost old friends

Something burns in hell’s oven
Perhaps Devil’s secret spice
Smell from afar and beyond
Making it’s way into the heaven

Forget all trivialities and worries
Have a piece of the forbidden pie
Guilt and shame hook at the door
Grab the cookies or the lollies

Nobody said the free ride was a breeze
Now if you like, come for seconds
Mask the deeper tissues issues
Cake or two will help to please

Mystery of life in two seconds
Mysterious mind for eternity

Freefall