FieldsJust so you know…Fields
The joke scarecrow will never leave. He'll be there, tending to my fields forever.
With your twinkle in his eye.
A Blanket StormI'm dragged back kicking and screaming, Into the eye of the storm, And I realise, It's calm here.A Blanket Storm
All around the gale rages, The wind is howling, Whirling and whipping, But not here.
I've forgotten for the first time in ages, Not just blocking out, I wish I could stay, But I don't live here.
Not any more.
…I live in the storm.
I Love YouAnd so the week draws closer; A band to see A friend to kiss A beach to digI Love You
Yet whales can ponder Friends can wait And music can wonder Till clarity smothers
A day before the rest Will consume thought Through the following days Of civility
A station; for forms, For the accused to pander To details wanted And frightful slander
Who knows the answer But those aside from me In suits, ties And formal wear
Whatever the tuesday tone I know of love And adoration from many: I'm not
TrippingTripping over a thought You take itTripping
And make it Into art
Often you lose the meaning
But it's still true For you At the start
Fearfully unloading And tearfully decoding
The beauty of your heart.
Too SweetShe fiddles with lines and sentences Sprinkling beauty like icing sugar but knowing it's too sweetToo Sweet
To eat
Or even think about.
Like thoughts of love So soft she wishes to cuddle them But is afraid of being burnt She's another that learnt The hard way.
Joni warned her, has scars to present Tommy scorned her, through bars of resentment But she stumbled forward stupidly
Once was enough Leaving a trail of sadness Buckets of the stuff.
are you gabs gabs? as in chris and pete gabs?
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