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Sands of time

A eunuch stands at the hallow grounds. Singing into the hollow tree trunk. Singing of lovers lost and a life once watched.
Standing in awe of the mist as the night revives to the  fog as the dawn rolls into the hallow ground. Rolling in like the tide curling over the sands of time. 

White over green
And weeds wrapping around the sphere of water like a bag in the wind.
Still the eunuch cant find the answers to the song that he sings
Or what the morning starts to bring
Minds criss cross in a single wrinkle in time
Spirits roam in wandering towards the light
Lingering and labouring through the walls into the sands of time

White on grey
Swinging through the breeze, less hallways and corridors
The afternoon is when they take their tea
Looking as the waves curl onto the sands of time from the grasping sea
Now all will be
And the sands of time will never cease to show what needs to be seen

If I die, my love for you. will never die

He stood beside her/she stood beside him
Hand in hand, smiling where they stand
They through caution to the wind
Making their next of kin
Traversed the world
And took it by storm

Now there is a time for everything
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to sow, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to break down, a time to build up
A time to weep, a time to laugh
A time to lose, a time to gain
There is a time for everything
But as he stood beside her/and she stood beside him
Hand in hand/smiling where they stand
There is never a time for love to fade away
And like a leave hanging on the tree in sway
He love will stand beside her now
Hand in hand

Terrorism wont stop LOVE

WE WILL UNITE
In the wake of fear
Love stands as fears opposition
IN PEACE, LOVE REIGNS
IN WAR, LOVE REIGNS
IN VIOLENCE, LOVE REIGNS
Words and fists do not need to raised to be loves assistance
LOVE CONQUERS ALL
Love brings us to the true meaning of life
Where human differences die 
Where emotions burn at the stake
And find love sitting and laughing in the ashes
CONQUERING ALL
And keeping all the lights in the sky

LOVE…….WE WILL UNITE FOR LOVE TO REIGN SUPREME

We remember

To the soldiers that gave their lives
To the innocent that gave their lives
To the men and women who stood their ground
And on this day we remember
We remember when the world forgot about their differences
And putting their issues aside to fight
To fight not for freedom
But to fight for peace and liberty
And on this day, where the poppies lay
WE REMEMBER!!!!!!

Poetry – Recipe for Anarchy

http://www.recipeforanarchy.com/poetry/meet-your-demons-shake-hands-and-bow

Here lies a beautiful website/blog.
‘recipe for anarchy’ has everything.. Reviews of poets and poetry. Recipes for all your needs and wants.

This link is a review of my book release.
These words are touching. To have a another artist speak of a poet with praise.
This is why i write….so others may find their muse!!!

Thanks for the kind words “recipeforanarchy”

Eternity and evermore

1 year
365 days
With hand in hand walking in the rain
With some pain but a truly beautiful gain
As we painted the town red stain
This love will be sustain for all to see
This fame
We all call love!!!
This song of the morning dove
A blessing from above
All in her eyes is love
For eternity  and ever more

Grave robber grace robber

Under a midnight sky

A fresh full moon

Staring right down your throat

Still the sky changes not to blood or darkness

But to an even brighter full moon

So you can watch the grim reaper walk down the tracks  (hell hounds on leash)

Whistling your tune

Grave robber grave robber

Take my coffin

Throw it to the sea and let it take me

Lights, camera, action

Take it away and let it live

Give it a name and watch it die

Until the lights go out on the st.

(Lites, camera, action. Fade into a st spotted by lights)

Flicker the match and burn the gasoline and leave the flesh melted and crude , raw and scarred

After this is created in prose

Hand it to the minds that can tear it apart with control and fresh eyes.

Words that tear and still feel because they care
Get these pictures, scenes and stories of old.

(lights, camera, film this st with speed and grace)

The pen is mightier then the sword

So st

art the ink to flow from the veins of the fingers attached to the minds guided by the soul that will create the words to cage the Gods

.
Stand in prose
Hold the candle
Guide the light past the gaze of night
Forward onto dawn
Stand in prose
(lights, camera, action)

Sands of time

A eunuch stands at the hallow grounds. Singing into the hollow tree trunk. Singing of lovers lost and a life once watched.

Standing in awe of the mist as the night revives to theĀ  fog as the dawn rolls into the hallow ground. Rolling in like the tide curling over the sands of time

White over green

And weeds wrapping around the sphere of water like a bag in the wind

Still the eunuch can’t find the answers to the song that he sings

Or what the morning starts to bring

Minds criss cross in a single wrinkle in time

Spirits roam in wandering towards the light

Lingering and labouring through the walls into the sands of time

White on grey

Swinging through the breeze less hallways and corridors

The afternoon is when they take their tea

Looking as the waves curl onto the sands of time from the grasping sea

Now all will be

And the sands of time will never cease to show what needs to be seen

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