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Two Dreamers
now brings forth the hearts deepest truths
without question to will or consequence -
as playful friends remember their youth.
17.12.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Alcohol like water – a universal conduit;now brings forth the hearts deepest truths
without question to will or consequence -
as playful friends remember their youth.
2
One Night
as in creeps the night and stars and moon;
with that vivid distress stretching across sky
in oranges and pinks - both beautiful to eye.
13.12.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
We take to the streets in the cool afternoonas in creeps the night and stars and moon;
with that vivid distress stretching across sky
in oranges and pinks - both beautiful to eye.
Whirlpool
now scratching at his empty, weary head;
wondering why it is - the world is so,
and why it is - that he’s feeling low.
12.12.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
This troubled dreamer lies there in bed,now scratching at his empty, weary head;
wondering why it is - the world is so,
and why it is - that he’s feeling low.
Change of Heart
prisoner to some divine nymph, a daughter of the god Atlas.
But my darling Athena like a guardian angel - helps me once
again; her gentle wishes softly implanted in the ears of Zeus.
23.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
The tides of this seven year love have kept me here, Gozo;prisoner to some divine nymph, a daughter of the god Atlas.
But my darling Athena like a guardian angel - helps me once
again; her gentle wishes softly implanted in the ears of Zeus.
Ithaca Calls
As her father Atlas governs Selene of the night to reveal his daughter’s beauty;
I lay staring at her sweet face with that fresh stench of love - thick on us both.
It is this nymph that swirls the
22.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Under the celestial heavens; I awake beside her, among the blankets of a bed.As her father Atlas governs Selene of the night to reveal his daughter’s beauty;
I lay staring at her sweet face with that fresh stench of love - thick on us both.
It is this nymph that swirls the
Your Fragile Heart
I’d pick it up gently off the cold ground,
dust it off and keep it close to my own.
17.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
If I had your heart, what to do with it?I’d pick it up gently off the cold ground,
dust it off and keep it close to my own.
Running Frantic
lightly tearing as it all begins to just fall apart.
I foresee it coming and rush out towards the
horizon with your fragile self - struggling behind.
13.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
At all the edges of our love it rips so gentle;lightly tearing as it all begins to just fall apart.
I foresee it coming and rush out towards the
horizon with your fragile self - struggling behind.
Goodbye for Good.
the haunting memories emerge; edging forth from the night.
The pains of all of yesteryear and a love turned sour now
spark – like a familiar flame as you enter in to the light.
09.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
The silhouettes of memory taunt behind each boundary asthe haunting memories emerge; edging forth from the night.
The pains of all of yesteryear and a love turned sour now
spark – like a familiar flame as you enter in to the light.
Lost in Anger
Blind in all its action to persecute me for only being unique;
I took refuge in my room, four decorated walls, ceiling, floor,
And a bed to warm me with dreams - in the sleep, that I did seek.
06.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Having been wronged by a grey fortified world built against me,Blind in all its action to persecute me for only being unique;
I took refuge in my room, four decorated walls, ceiling, floor,
And a bed to warm me with dreams - in the sleep, that I did seek.
Love No More
You broke my fragile heart with all of your lies.
Every night is now plagued with smudged make-up
From the melancholy tears of my mascara eyes.
05.11.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
You raped my now twisted soul of all it's dignity,You broke my fragile heart with all of your lies.
Every night is now plagued with smudged make-up
From the melancholy tears of my mascara eyes.
Love for a Lotus
And not a moon goes by without plagues of nostalgic dream.
Tainted inside; I’m left hungering for more, I need more;
And home is not Greece, but with my Lotus - it does seem.
30.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
I - like many other men; have left a darling Lotus behindAnd not a moon goes by without plagues of nostalgic dream.
Tainted inside; I’m left hungering for more, I need more;
And home is not Greece, but with my Lotus - it does seem.
A Night Out at the Cinema
Dives into the depths of a dark, twisted ocean,
Falls short of love, begins to drown under it all;
And the heart bleeds on screen - in all slow motion.
26.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
This lonely soul like a cool, grey autumn fading;Dives into the depths of a dark, twisted ocean,
Falls short of love, begins to drown under it all;
And the heart bleeds on screen - in all slow motion.
If Ever Again
And reach into one another’s for something to share.
Deep down inside us, we bleed slow at the core;
Hearts scarred and once broken; both ache for more.
21.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Like simmering flames, our eyes gasp for airAnd reach into one another’s for something to share.
Deep down inside us, we bleed slow at the core;
Hearts scarred and once broken; both ache for more.
Polyaretos
Warned by enchanting Circe of the perils of a love song,
Telling me if I must, not to chase another loose tie;
17.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
(i) Lullabies of the SirensWarned by enchanting Circe of the perils of a love song,
Telling me if I must, not to chase another loose tie;
A Last and Lonely Faith
In just one moment’s time;
Everything once held close shatters
And now tainted; it fades away.
14.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
My whole world comes crashing downIn just one moment’s time;
Everything once held close shatters
And now tainted; it fades away.
Dreams to Fear
Itching for the freedom of love for me.
Hanging on every gospel she did hear;
Waking from a dream – her only fear.
09.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
She fell like a lonely heart in to the sea;Itching for the freedom of love for me.
Hanging on every gospel she did hear;
Waking from a dream – her only fear.
Last Chance
Flames of playful dance rage,
Soothing voice to my weary ears
And I’m melting in a moment’s age.
05.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Eyes alive with passion burning,Flames of playful dance rage,
Soothing voice to my weary ears
And I’m melting in a moment’s age.
Slipping Out to Sea
Overcast - the sun remains hidden.
Deprived for eternity of the flame;
The doubt's already sunk in.
04.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
As I stand by the water’s edge -Overcast - the sun remains hidden.
Deprived for eternity of the flame;
The doubt's already sunk in.
Flame Beyond the Sea
Staring out towards the horizon.
Watching and waiting for the sign;
For the dream; for the promised one.
02.10.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
I trudge down to the water’s edge;Staring out towards the horizon.
Watching and waiting for the sign;
For the dream; for the promised one.
Her Prey
She burns inside with a lust for the kill.
A passionate hunger ripe for the feeding;
Tonight, she will execute it with perfect skill.
27.09.2007
by
Mitchell Thompson
Her eyes are alive, a hunt hot on her breath;She burns inside with a lust for the kill.
A passionate hunger ripe for the feeding;
Tonight, she will execute it with perfect skill.
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