If I Were An Artist II


His gift was a song for him to give
Mine is a poem and it goes like this…

If I Were an Artist

I would paint a sky so blue, it would fade to the horizon, where the tops of glacial peaks crown the trees that leads to the sea.

I would try to write a song that would say, I love you in many ways and pause, long enough to steal a kiss, of those lips, that would make hearts skip

I would dip strawberries in chocolate, serve wine in a goblet, carve a dish with meats and fish, shuck oysters that would fuel the desire to fuck

I would die to become an angel, to watch over the children abused and taken by the cruel side of the earth, where life is not honoured divine

I would, if I were an artist, reach for stars to connect every being in this universe, with the love it needs to survive beyond the here and now

Ax

sex ~ drugs ~ rock and roll


maryjane maryjane, my sweet maryjane
rolled in fine lace round sweet sativa-strain
lighting one end, drag on the other
taking a trip into space, or is it in outer
focus your vision, am about to express
the need for quail, chicks with finesse
driving men mad, with lips painted bright
stars floating by, deep into the night
bobbing and weaving, lickity-sucky
driving, daddy, totally-batty
there in the back, where its dark and seedy
smoke house blues, private party
feelin the groove, its the cats meow
frothy lips, dribbling now
living this life, out on an edge
playing it cool, high on a ledge
taking a chance, what life’s all about
Its rock and roll, its twist n shout
smoke a little, dance a lot
read a poem, make love, hot, hot, hot

Ax

Horror or Brilliant


Severed life from birth begins
Ends when the final breath expels
A wish for those who care to hear
The passing flow…time reigns in fear
An oath to silence made
A voice bequeathed
Beyond the gates that open up
Will be the destiny of thy cup
Swirling clouds create the hue
Light or Dark, it’s up to me and you
Choose the path to follow
Forge our own in swallow
Heaven and Hell, in common shares
In death, total silence fares
Life on earth is a waiting game
To learn the identity of his name
King of Kings or Prince of Fire
What we do today, will inspire
To fade away in memories played
Flashed in an instant, will it be horror or brilliant

Ax

Talking To My Star


Among the many, too great to count
I chose a star, the furthest one out
The glitter so faint, virtually unseen
Except for the times it pulsed a red beam

A flame that burned my eyes to see
The depth of my soul that bleeds in me
A shabby coat barely fights the cold
Ash glows from a drag, inhale and hold

A buzz filling my head, it spins round
Every rotation screams from the pain found
Flesh marred, scarred, left broken
The wild, tamed into a life beholden

I’m talking to my star, it’s so, so far
Straining to catch that stream, like radar
Trapped in a hole, clawing at dirt and roots
Staring up through the view of child abuse

The pain grows loud, strong, wills my heart to curse
Death, would you bless this life of misery or worse
Drift on by ignoring the existence of a nothing being
By leaving me to live, barely breathing, humbly pleading

Ax

Out Of Time


Blue hues come to mind, thinking of a place far away
Where coral reefs still explode with a colourful show
What a sight it would be, if I were actually there to see
All the species of fishes that swim in the seas

Frosty white peaks that dot the earths cracks
Reach high, touching sky, mountains from time
The Rockies, the Andes, the Alps, north and south
Virgin air so clean and fresh as if taking a first breath

Mighty rivers that zig zag, carving lines like veins
Flowing water, feeding trees, lifting forests up
Moss from the ground perfumes the mind
To feel how natures spirit, embraces divine

Lions, tigers and bears, oh my
What a world, what world would it be
Without animals, friend and beast alike
Remember to give thanks to these creatures among us

Stop to smell a rose, take in life’s gifted prose
Let every nerve in your body spark a light
Live, laugh, love, a cliche I know, but damn…
’cause We’re all running out of time

Ax

So Black, It’s Blue


As if blind…

A nothing except for those particles
Close your eyes and you’ll see darts of sparkles
But not a line nor a curve to shape alpha or numericals
Starless, blackness, a sky, so black, it’s blue
The sadness that it consumes
Obscures truth to confuse

Gibberish spewed like pulsating electrodes
Overload eminent deciphering words in codes
Via tweets, hashtags that virally explodes
The hate is winning in a world, so black, it’s blue
How life is measured by colour and religious views
Disbelief turns to sorrow, when lies become truth

Does anyone care if it’s homicide
Does anyone care if it’s suicide
Does anyone care that it’s genocide
The end will come dark, so black, it’s blue
Day and night, the hour passes for me and you
Trembling cries that bids life adieu

Ax

Dark is Light


Dark is light
The more you see in the dead of night
What hides, emerges
Triggering urges

Dark is light
Sense of smell grows in might
Filling, the lungs full
Stout and brawn, like a bull

Dark is light
Sounds, that echo with fright
Bones chilling
Minds opening

Dark is light
To touch the air soaring in height
Before the moon and stars a heart once undone
All senses now become one

Dark is light
A taste of our lifes’ rite
It strokes the tongue mild
Driving it wild

Dark is light
Compels to shine bright
And absorb a gift given, all us
The gift of life to feel what’s around us

Ax