MORNING POETRY – ‘Her Secret’

Stop and observe
Greatest belle
In a woman

Appearance aside
Her heart beating
For the greatest love

Her attraction
Is her kindness
Soft and gentle

Voice of an angel
Her body a cathedral
Sharing its radiance

Warmth and strength
In her constitution
Empathy with all life

Master of her feelings
Merciful and forgiving
Shining from within

There is no greater
Beauty then inside
The one who loves

Herself first

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MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Vote For Me!’

Vote for me!
Discombobulated
Prior to entry

Options seem too many
Who keeps true to their word
Who has the best teeth in smile

Posters put their best side forward
Seemingly for our interest
Most soon shed their snaky skin

Underneath wooden dolls
Strings strongly attached
Power lead hanging from above

Game of thrones on our streets
Fear and hope mixed in the box
Greed and Unity on the scales

Whatever happens afterwards
Is still up to our own making
Life keeps existing

Untangled

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Speeding Up’

On the loose feelings of sensitivity
Harbored in the belly until released
Butterfly transcended the caterpillar

Emerging beings of light
Seeping through the dark order
Time moves at a fairly swift speed

Energy for a new day assembled inside
Dreams and Sci-fi inhabit familiar space
Levitation the means from deep sleep

That which springs out from the dirt
Strong and buoyant no worry no shame
Rose petals full of vibrant color tones

Mystic in-formation

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘There Is No Hell’

Meaning to tell
There is no hell
Outside the mind
So let’s be kind

One would not be
Rather than me
Out of my mind
Indoors confined

Cold like the bones
Feel those over tones
Coming out of mud
From the last flood

Picture on the wall
Crochet floppy doll
Stale air in the lungs
Speaking in tongues

Brain cells starving
New pathways carving
TV drama hard to bear
Switch it off get off the chair

Wind in the woods
From our childhoods
Memories live in trees
Time can not freeze

The dose of happy daily news
Non-dairy cows singing their moo’s
Chirping of birds in big old trees
May we our life fully seize

Until it stops delivering