To Catch a Little Cloud – Expressionism Therapy!
Waking up and Writing Poetry upon Waking!
(Punctuate as you see fit!)
The sky is blue and I feel like I miss you!
Love has been long gone because demon Mommy and Daddy had their fun
So far apart
Love has become like a poison chant
Whilst nature continues to pound away at our hearts so love can still play a part in the chain of events where so much hate was raised to rain on each and every refrain!
To ask another question today feels like it will exhaust the brain
But the skies are blue and i think of you
God only knows who!
If skies weren't blue would i still think of you?
To have kept a note of you for so many years
Cannot confirm that be for love
But maybe more for a symbol of all that went wrong
It can take a full entire life time to out live what abusers did, and have done!
Society, whatever that is...still hasn't fully clocked on to the extent of what has gone on
When getting on with what needs to be done on an everyday practical level
Who has time to manipulate others?
Who or what....
....makes the time to fear people who may potentially meet or even fall or grow to love each other by first becoming possible acquaintances, friends, business partners...or then as a result of all that maybe...just maybe they might keep growing toward becoming lovers, life partners....and then....possibly within that...they might find that they may have created a spiritual partnership type bond....who has the time or mental devices which will seek to manipulate such a hate that will work so hard to keep people so far apart...?
With a sky so beautiful and blue changing in each moment no matter what we say or do
Does it matter the hue of blue...
As the white clouds fade into the blue sky another change has been made as more time goes by marked and faded by sun kissed natural light
As love investigations never fade nothing stops for now
Because demon mommy and daddy have already had their fun
As blue skies are created after the hazy colour palette of morning dew as the sunrises to create a day where the sky produces so many subtle shades of different blues
So why ask why and have so many questions of why
Why can't you write something that is not questioning of why Especially, when there is love is there an undercurrent fear of something which has or is wrong the heartbreak of the unsaid or not done, if true of anything or anyone?
What it is to live know and feel your love is never wrong nor does it hurt anyone...but the dis-ease or disordered your intention of good in Love has become mangled with has made all your feelings and attempts to love someone go so wrong that your supposed feelings of love hurt you and potentially anyone or everyone around you!
Your intention of a soft and tender touch sold out and bought outright and taken out by whatever drove you to violence!
To be held and made love to all night long again has sold you out taken out and away from you because of the lust you refused!
Your capacity and ability to love anyone unconditionally making you completely appreciated by the wife husband or partner you would choose destroyed by spite and jealousy caused by untold or undiscovered injuries or damages which have costed you with years of inabilities, and misdirected needs for intimacy!
Bitterness for years on end
Too many unhappy people
Too many dis-eases in a life time where so much good and opportunity is missed because too many heads remain lost in sickness, and disease!
The grey skies
That follow blues skies
Which leave so many moaning and groaning about love lost
How to move on?
How will you get on if Your next relationship requires no game?
No mind game
No game plan
No: if she does this I'll do that
If he does this I’ll out wit him like that
A disastrous cycle that will never end
Under a beautiful bright blue sky where problems seem so far a way till a dull and gloomy day where if love required just the two of you to be honest and true without a game plan or masked plan of ill or bad intentions which will destroy the very essence of true intimacy and breed discontent which clings rather than stays together, how will you move on?
After the rain is the rainbow and yes....all the other clichè's follow eventually behind all grey skies blue skies follow
Loves has its ups and downs but why can't love just last by always being kind and mellow without highs or lows?
Love is built before love becomes
Love doesn't hurt but the disorder and illnessess projected or injected into love does!
There is no need to let go
But why cling to dirt
Etiquette teaches how do you do?
So why does my mind ask: who the fuck are you?
As blue skies become even more blue as the Sun deepens and brightens the colour hue
Too angry for Love
Always on edge
Not willing to budge
Your mind's making fudge but what love really wants is love
...you find someone weak and unable to resist being made to blame but who is faithful and dutiful but yet you still complain all the same . Because, now you are stuck in resentment for the choice you made...instead of fixing your head so your true ability to love someone you really want won't be stuck under the abuse or injurt you suffered which created your own ignorance and vulnerability of someone feeling hatred whilst trying to make it pass for love!
Under these pretty clear blue skies where clouds only show up in part of the beautiful clear blue skies!
Created and Inspired a Blue Sky Day in Scotland!
A Freedom of Being!