Online Loving

The rules are changed
Face to face or voice to voice
Our humanity has been altered
But we each have a choice
It’s our individual decision
A knight or a troll to be
Treat others as you would yourself
Engage with the online world lovingly
There’s too much hate
Hurled from shielded IP wall
Author’s tiny effect, ego boost
Every victim made to feel small
Isolated, bullied, suppressed
After the crime there’s no case
No police to protect the victim
Give support or give chase
This isn’t right.
We’ve a common ground
Community should gather round
Insist on respect no matter who
Be responsible for what you do
Conduct code when using code
In digital or any other mode

Whisper “Love”

Whisper “love”
A word taken by lightest breeze
Or shouted over clubs bold sound
We come from vibrations

The air disturbed
By thoughts conveyed
Creates a fragile concept
From which you are made

Be it love or less,
Relations and loves heard
Give rise to all of us
A birth into the real world

Into life, kicking, you arrive
A ball of energy, movement, noise
Making crashing waves
Born of an idea in voice

Life’s performance, simple, complex
Some heard more than the rest
Your friends and family audience
Does to your piece attest

After your life’s rendition
Laid or scattered on the ground
When last bow has come
You return to concept in sound

A eulogy performed in tears
Stories retold for years and years
Sage words heard in times needed
Memories when advice wasn’t heeded
In dreams the voice you know
Never fades when all else might go

Conceived of vibration
Energy given form
In the end returns to sound
Of which we were born

Wretched Anxiety

Brain misfiring
I’m overwhelmed today
Well laid, patterned, plans
Have all gone astray.
Blame me, be unkind
Anxious attack on self
Clawingly undermined
Debilitated mental health.
In this repeated loop,
Very few can find,
Me, let alone a route
To escape an erratic mind.
Unstable, this is why
Why I’m left alone
Who would take this?
This wretched human home

Ever Been Loved?

Have you ever been loved?
Has anyone taken the time?
To listen to your story
To look for the signs
When you aren’t happy
Or have an issue in mind
There’s a treasure trove
Of attraction to find

Two Minutes to You

Two minutes to you
Can count the seconds
You’ve not been far from me
Since I saw you the first time
In my head
Understanding your understanding
Affected by your light affection
There’s sense in being sensible
But I’m stirred and hope
That this is for some good
A purpose that lasts
Smiling, I have trust

Man in Red Jacket

A man in red jacket enters the bus
Sits down, wipes his hands, and with little fuss
Proceeds to tune out, stare straight ahead
No outward sign; does he dream, want his bed?
He is sodden, it’s wet, despite explorers coat
He’s been caught, capsized, fallen out of his boat
He is dreaming, controlled, as forward he looks
Unaware of surrounds be they lies, cheaters and crooks
He’s thinking of work, thinking of home
He’s shut down, constrained, because he’s feeling alone
Cant cope with events on his journey, blinkered he sits,
His senses turned off, without half his wits
Behind him there lurks someone who merits much more
Than the slightest of looks as he walks to the door
She’s the star of this journey, the one set for fame
She’s the one with azure eyes, and herbilicious name
He could have noticed her charm, her beauty, her fire
Even without her mascara, she was all he’d desire
Caught in his thinking, he never sees what he passed
The soggy bright diamond on the row second to last

No Longer Apart

For the briefest moment
The beat of a heart
You were present
Here, no longer apart
I went to call you
Your scent in the air
Could see you at home
Your eyes and your hair
Your warmth, your love
The feel of your touch
A full sense of you
I miss you so much

Ten Foot Tall

Some days can be full of grind
Heavy burden on your back
Others hold no promise
Interest and excitement lack
This Monday is different
Today I’m ten foot tall
No one knows the reason
That glee has come to call
It’s a not so secret smile
That’s very poorly kept
That from heart and mind
Has to my features leapt
There’s hope and promise
No real need to be coy
There’s an early start
To what might be joy
To sum it up
Truth confer
Yesterday
I met her.

She Harbours Greatness

It’s been day of knowing
A day passed since we met
Time of raised awareness
Of hope and no regret
We’ve shared a morning walk
She bought me a large coffee
In humbly, being lovely
She’s set something lose in me
It’s excitement and a lightness
Heightened senses, blocked no more
I can see she harbours greatness
Within, perhaps like nobody before
Maybe I am too accepting
Perhaps my romance does me wrong
But after one morning so relaxed
There’s a chance we both belong
In a state of simple sharing
Of being who we chose to be
A product of the space we’re making
Me for her and her for me
Forgive the poet’s license
To exaggerate, to maximise effect
But there’s much to praise this pair
Even in the short time to reflect
She has beauty but doesn’t realise
Is wise but seeks no credit for its source
She’s interesting and vibrant
A thousand questions would not be forced
So without rushing or expecting
We can meet around a boating theme
Two honest souls exploring
What might be, and dare to dream

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