A PAPER HEART

A paper heart
torn and tosssed,
a paper heart stained red
folded into a box.
A paper heart blown in the wind
free to fly, the world its prison.
A faded heart with no ear to listen

The world burns,
in search the paper heart turns.
Over and over with different shades,
each dawn it comes to rest.
Each dawn wishing to change its stars.
Nightall with a dream it leaves,
for in the new dawn it may be blessed.
A paper heart
torn and tossed,
A paper heart with no rest.

Sweat trickles
On my palm
My heart races
Like ambulances
Through red lights

Breathing exercises start
As the room starts to move
Oh, how I wish the phone would ring
Even if it is a telemarketer
Trying to sell useless
Accessories

Thoughts are vivid now
Like a front row seat at a matinee
I start to pace the room
For a panic that is within

People start to stare
As they begin to whisper
Are they talking about me?
Paranoia also came uninvited

The sweet dream,
A horrendous scream
Aborted.

Secret inner fears,
Now to the extreme
Ignited.

Seeking a gleam
Out in the night
I hurried.

Greed- sharpened claws,
Dripping blood
The soil deeply clenched

Dying Planet
Past glorious days helplessly
Mourned.

Droves of lost earthlings
Dark streets
Roamed

Ravenous sharks ,
biophagous marauders
I recognized

Scrumptious baitballs,
fleshy quarries
Oddly ignored

I’m not Blind! Or Am I?

I am not colour blind
But blind,
And my hearts’
Not red,
I’m told it’s white
Red hot
That's how I live
So ever after,
happily

Let love be blind
But under the sheets
No lights are needed
Tis the warmth of the hearth
The breath
That we value most
You love me
And
I’d you toast

So is loves divinity
A gift of eternity
Where’s the need
Of others invasion,
When love and lust
Can be the very most
Satisfying equation

where old eyes were
stares back with crinkled decree and inked sockets
mouth opening to howl but there is
just the writing filling his brims
the coiled sheet within
crawls and stretches slowly
shifting out and beyond all orifi

The tide flows in from the sea
Bringing in great things from abroad
Big merchant ships berthing at ports
We dredged our water ways

Digging deep muddy beds and swamps
Our produce ebbed with a hiss to the sea
Our kids in pursuit of greener pastures
Craze for visas, a wave of brain drain

Boats and canoes in shallow waters
Like leaves dropped in running rain water
Empty the drift into the Atlantic
And are buried with the flood

ANCIENT ARISEN

Ancient arisen yet only two quarters into life,
soul with fire i will not fall to the dark this night.
Go gentle at the close of this day,
for an old arisen man, leads with the light.
Two quaters and the knowing, born from dust
with ease,
to return spellbound if i must.

Been scouring the interweb, trying to procure
A simple little gadget that’s available, I’m sure
I’ve never seen one advertised, not even on TV
If you know where they sell them, can you get in touch with me
E bay had some stuff to find a buried treasure chest
But nothing that would help locate, the object of my quest
I need to get one quickly, before they disappear
To lose them all completely is, by far my greatest fear
Their numbers dwindle daily,and as more and more abscond
I wish that there was someone who could wave a magic wand

he is outspoken
but too many words have gone unsaid
she's in his heart
he's in her head
they're broken, lying in their bed

so he said
could you love me?
i'm so lonely
push is coming to shove
who have you been dreaming of?
are you sure
am i still yours?

why don't you leave me, lovely
'cause you've drugged me
with your moonlight
with your eyes
i guess we're no surprise
coming undone.

Before the sunrise
autumn colors clearly seen
without the blue haze

All is frosted white
as last stars desert the sky
chased by rising sun

Silence rules the world
no breath of wind stirs the air
the morning stage waits

The still is broken
by the sharp snap of a twig
as a doe drifts by

* seems I can never write just one Haiku lol