Poetic outlaw reborn

 

Too old to die young,

I carry on. Burn bright or fade out?

I won’t go quiet into that good night.

I won’t silently stand by when I have

words to shout.

The poetic outlaw reborn.

A sworn enemy to silent storms.

A mouthpiece for the unloved,

the lost and alone.

 

I’ve stood in shadows,

I’ve seized the night.

I’ve basked in moonlight

and danced in the fires

of my own ravaged heart.

Now it’s time again to be reborn.

A new star in a clear sky.

A twinkle in my eye.

I laugh in the face

of those who think they

can dislodge the smile I wear.

 

I’ve been to the depths,

I’ve crept with the insects.

So, if you think I’m weak,

think twice,

I carried the

weight of the world

as you slept.

I held up the sky

as it crumbled around me.

And why?

To hear the sound of the sea,

the whispering of the breeze,

the longing songs of the birds

you tune out so easily.

 

Burn bright or fade out?

I won’t dim down the light.

I spent so long in darkness

my eyes adjusted,

but the light has held me

much closer than those

I mistakenly trusted.

I spent so long

in endless nightmares

that the devil may actually care,

may actually wonder why

I willingly put myself there.

 

But I’m too old to die young,

I tried that once, and it didn’t stick.

So now I go on,

fight my battles in the open.

Let my words be a beacon

of hope that you

can cling on to.

Because in peace, love and poetry

I hold my heart out to you.

 

 

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Under the shadow of a blackened moon

 

Under the shadow

of a blackened moon

I stand. Alone.

Tides pulled from my eyes,

a boat capsized.

My smile lies under the depths

and I can’t hide the sadness

that floats inside.

 

It’s a lonely walk from this shore

when the only sound

is the grind of footsteps

upon sandy ground,

wondering aloud as you walk,

where did I lose the will to shout?

When did my fight walk out?

When did I just stop and sit

head in hands

crying my heart onto the sand?

 

It’s a lonely walk when blistered feet

give up and weep

at the feeling that nothing

good sits wherever this long

coastal path meets

the horizon.

It just twists through foggy sea mists

making it harder to see what good

could greet where the path leads.

Missing the feeling of love

when all you can do is hope it exists

somewhere in a kiss that

sits upon the breeze.

 

It’s a lonely world when the pathway

never lets you rest, it just reaches

into the clouds pulling them down

to enshroud you.

It’s a lonely place when angels fall

and you are left just walking alongside

the demons that crawl on their bellies

under a shadow moon that hides

its beauty from all.

It’s a lonely calling when it feels

like the sky is falling

and you have no hard hat

nor umbrella to protect from the

crumbling remnants of a heaven

you didn’t believe in.

The only heaven you could see

was in the eyes of beauty,

and now it feels like she

will never see the smiles

that live within.

You just keep walking.

 

The momentous sea

of love you know from dreams

where you swam in its deepest blue

lies so far ahead of you,

across the mountainous terrain,

through the blustery wind

and torrential rain.

You can’t even see it waving

in the distance,

just this path that is forever

twisting and turning through its existence.

All the while your heart is forever yearning

for the one that doesn't know your name

Doesn't know the flame you hold out for them.

So, you keep on moving. Believing

that one day you will wade

through those waves 

 

 

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Under the lights

 

Under the lights

I feel

every breath

leave me.

every nervous twitch,

every tickle

as the sweat drips

a trickle

down my face.

I feel

the adrenaline

coursing through

the bloodstream

I feel pulsing

through my veins.

 

It’s like

I am naked,

every emotion 

on show for all

to see,

from love and horror

to hurt and pain

via endless seas

and tearful rain

and then back again

to everyone

staring at me.

Every aspect of me

is open wide

 

But I stand

with pride,

my smile

doesn't hide

behind the memories

I share,

the stories

I let collide

with the air.

I laugh

at my mistakes,

I fumble lines

and quickly regain my

stride.

Here with my

poetic family

nothing could ever

sully the ride

or stem the tide.

Under these lights 

I am alive.

 

Under these lights

I shine, I glide

on the floorboards

beneath my feet.

I feel the heat

from the glaring bulbs.

I feel my heart is full.

This high has got me

so that I never want the

comedown.

I share what

makes my story unique,

the sides you don’t always see.

All that makes me.

And as I reach the end

I take a bow

and say thank you

to the crowd

and then I listen

to every story

that greets me.

So proud of all that

step under the lights and

shout their words loud.

 

 

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