Between poetry and prose
I rebelled
tired of been a phenomenon from a
petal to poppies to a red rose,
I won't say who put me there,but they are not here
on this site,it's nice to know I still have my power!
It would be nice to write some thing worth while
God's plan for my life
amongst the undergrowth
of long grass and buttercups pollinated by bees
without a sting in the tail.
Tall trees surround me with whistling unseen birds
and insects crawl all over.
4 eight years I didn't get out at night waiting on the call that came
I played my part in silents it's a lonely life been a writer, things i missed
like falling in love,love of any kind and sand beneat my feet
'god's plan'
I changed my name by Deed-poll
maybe I'll change my religion too.
1-June-2012
Poetry by Mattheoso
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Written on 2012-06-01 at 22:04
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It's Up To You
Before I went on my holidays to my home landI rebelled
tired of been a phenomenon from a
petal to poppies to a red rose,
I won't say who put me there,but they are not here
on this site,it's nice to know I still have my power!
It would be nice to write some thing worth while
God's plan for my life
amongst the undergrowth
of long grass and buttercups pollinated by bees
without a sting in the tail.
Tall trees surround me with whistling unseen birds
and insects crawl all over.
4 eight years I didn't get out at night waiting on the call that came
I played my part in silents it's a lonely life been a writer, things i missed
like falling in love,love of any kind and sand beneat my feet
'god's plan'
I changed my name by Deed-poll
maybe I'll change my religion too.
1-June-2012
Poetry by Mattheoso
Read 639 times
Written on 2012-06-01 at 22:04
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