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Monday, 29 April 2013

Illuminate

Through the twisted limbs
I feel your touch on my face
Your warmth in my heart.

©spor

Monday, 22 April 2013

I'm not a mind reader.

Although I know you want me to
I resist the urge to read your mind
I'd prefer to hear the words from you
Less lost in translation I find

Its best if you just tell me straight
Then at least I'll know for sure
Reading minds needs me to concentrate
And the minutes in my attention span are fewer.

So tell me what I should already know
And I'll let you know if I was right
From here our relationship can only grow
And your burdens will be light.

©spor

Thursday, 18 April 2013

The Heart Of Poetic Hillz

Stop
Take a moment
Then begin to breathe
Allow your thoughts,
Give them permission to bounce around your mind,
Creating links
Joining hands with imaginings
that can only exist in the minds and hearts
Of  those who have viewed
The amazing
Poetic Hills

Serenity
And solace
Protection
and inspiration
Comfort and
Love
All of this are waiting for you
In the Heart of
Poetic Hills.

©spor

I need to shave!

Caught a glance of myself in the mirror,
My beard is getting very grey,
Well I suppose I'm not getting any younger,
In fact,
I'm getting older day by day.

I don't own any property,
nor have I excelled in my career,
my earthly possessions are minimal,
and wouldn't take long to give away.

Where has the time all gone?
When I look back and analyse my life,
The only good I have to show for it
Are my two children
And my beautiful wife.

©spor


Don't take me for granted!

You depend on me,
too much,
assuming
I'll be there for support,
you expect me just to be there,
waiting,
for you,
One of these days,
you will feel the pain I do,
One of these days,
I won't be there,
waiting,
One of these days,
I will have moved,
and be there for some one else
to lean on.
After all Im just a stool.

©spor

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Candle in the frozen heart

Deep within my heart
surrounded by winters frost
A flame burns for You.

©spor

Sunday, 14 April 2013

(title) Please don't read me...

I Thought I asked you not to
I do not like to be read
Im a private kind of poem
I made it clear
Im sure I said.

I don't want your opinion
keep to yourself
what you think is wrong
if we just remain in silence
then maybe we'll get along

Please reserve your judgement
don't let first impressions count
Im a private kind of poem
just trying quietly
to get out.

I apologize if I seemed rude
I just don't like to be read
I worry
and get paranoid
about the thoughts inside your head

Its something I need to work on
I know its why I am here
but what if you don't like me
this is what I fear

Im a private kind of poem
and do not like to be read
overtime I hope to change this
and hope to reach your hearts instead.

©spor

Saturday, 13 April 2013

Two Little Seeds

Two little seeds
I planted in a pot
Here to meet their needs
Give them everything I've got

Water for to drink
Food for them to grow
Talking helps I think
Passing over what I know

Protect them from the frost
This world can be so cold
Make sure they don't feel lost
Take advice when told

Praise them for their uniqueness
When they come to flower
Don't ignore their weakness
But don't change who they are.

A time will come the flowers will go
To plant seeds of their own
The wisdom to them you did bestow
They will use as shown

Remember you only gave them a start
When removing your gardening glove
They will be always in your heart
You can't break that bond of love.

©spor

For my children Emily and Dylan

Thursday, 11 April 2013

I am Man [ Part Two ]

You claim to be almighty
the Father who will always forgive,
but you have a strange way of deciding
Who should die and who should live.

Half the world is starving
while the other half is getting fat,
as they consume the earth resources
chewing through it like a rat.

Old and young both dying of incurable disease,
you stand back and watch it
despite all the prayers and pleas,

All these people who have loved you
don't deserves such pain,
but you have no problem with it
as its plentiful as rain.

I see the tears and broken hearts
of loved ones left behind,
I see that look of empty eyes
and hatred in their mind,

You have the power to stop this,
which leaves me asking why?
yes its true I question you
me and ordinary guy,

I feel just like your son did
as blood ran down his face,
I'm questioning your intentions
for me and the human race.

©spor

again I hope I have caused no offence to any one in the creation of this piece.

feed back always welcome. :-)

I am Man [ Part One ]

Eli Eli
lema sabachthani,
the words of your son
as you left him out to dry,
nailed upon crossed
that was hoisted towards the sky,

My God, my God
why have you forsaken me,
these the words he uttered
while pinned up like a prayer,
you left him, your own son
and you expect me to believe you care.

©spor

to be continued ....

I am God [Part Two]

I bathed the land in water
to wash away the bad,

I sent to you my son
the only I had,

He came to you freely
attempting to show your flaws,

For you alone he was crucified
not for any personal cause,

Prophets have been plenty
there to guide you through the dark,

I made manna fall from heaven
when the desert was bleak and stark,

I have been there for you always
even when you didn't believed,

I feel I've now played all my cards
and have nothing up my sleeve,

I asked of you to listen
please set aside that pride,

I only wanted to let you know
for you all at least I tried,

Its not that I'm abandoning you
its just I have to go,

When you try as hard as I have
then you'll understand you'll know.

I leave you on your own now
to fix this mess your in,

I won't be here to help you
I have no idea where to begin.

©spor.

Please note that I am not religious in any way but have respect for those who are. I hope I have caused no offence to any one through the creation of this piece. both parts 1&2.

thanks. :-)

I am God [Part One]

Who do you think you are
to even dare to question me?

Don't forget I am God
and I created everything you see,

Puny little man
continually challenging my ways,

I demonstrated my power
creating this world in seven days,

You constantly complain
about the things I choose to do,

The only regret I've had
is taking time to make you,

I gave you all this beauty
but you're always wanting more,

The greed you have inside you
has become an intolerable bore,

You take the things
you do not need,

With no care for the world
while I watch it bleed,

You hate your fellow man
and engage in physical assault,

But if you lose or don't get your way
some how its Me that is at fault?

I should have seen this coming
when you ate the apple from the tree,

I really thought you'd learn a lesson
not make a fool of me,

I leave you on your own now
to fix this mess your in,

I shouldn't be the one to sort it
when its you committing the sin,

I cleaned the place up in Sodom
And vowed I'd never do that again,

So think about the innocents
and spare them that great pain,

I know I gave you freedom
and the power to make a choice,

I only ask of you now
that you listen to my voice.

©spor

to be continued ........

Tuesday, 9 April 2013

Hear my thoughts.

Hear my thoughts
before I say them
I seem to have difficulty
with the words

I see them clearly
inside my head
but when I open my mouth
silence comes out instead

Hear my thoughts
I can't say them
I'm sure you know
what they are.

You can see them perfectly
if you look in my eyes
read them aloud
ignore your surprise

I hear my thoughts
now you say them
and now I know
you heard them to

You can see them naked
as they float through the air
these are now our thoughts
and ones that we share.

Hear my thoughts
now I say them
and happily listen
to yours in return .

©spor

Diffused

I write
because I have to
there is limited room
inside by head
I leave these thoughts
and words for you
Or I would explode
and then be dead.

©spor

- I dream alone

I had that dream again
the one that never ends
Where I find myself isolated
where I have no family or friends

At least I think it was a dream
sometimes I'm just not sure
please bare with me a second

Hello Is Anybody There ???

©spor

Monday, 8 April 2013

P.O.E.T.R.Y

P for the pause before I
   write,

O for the ordinary I try to
   fight,

E for excitement as words
   start to flow,

T for the thoughts that grow
   and grow,

R for the reception from you
   my friends,

Y for the yearning this
   poetic affair never ends.

©spor

Sunday, 7 April 2013

Hands of Time

Time slows with age
as Father Times arthritic hands
slowly begin to seize
while choking
the last remaining grains of sand
from the hour glass.

©spor

hidden sun

So cold is the night
that the sun hides faraway
until the morning.

©spor

Saturday, 6 April 2013

My Beating Heart

My beating heart
taps the rhythm of a name
over and over
its always the same
it is this rhythm
that keeps me alive
clearly without it
I would never survive
this name in my heart
is not something new
its always the same
and belongs to you.

©spor

For my beautiful Wife.

Dark Eyes

Dark eyes
follow me.

Everywhere I go
every time I turn

Dark eyes
hollow and empty me

I can not stop
never stare

Dark eyes
swallow me

Consumed by fear
I hide in perpetual motion .

©spor

Friday, 5 April 2013

Grow

I planted my feet
deep into this fertile earth
to grow into man.

©spor

Choices

I once had a friend
who was a Druid
he would walk his dogs in the park
and share his thoughts with the trees
It was his way of life
one he choose

but I suspect strongly maintained
by huge quantities of cannabis
smoke on a very regular basis.
but no tree hugging here
not from me
not today
that's all in the past very far away.

©spor

Not Alone

while walking
alone
through an empty park
I feel surrounded by life

not a sinner
in sight
no soul to be seen
but I know I'm not alone

A religious man
may feel that God
is walking by his side
giving comfort for the long road home

but I am not religious
not a man of God
or Buda, Krishna nor Jehovah
Allah or  which ever name you choose

I do not follow them
while walking through an empty park
just as they do not follow me home in the dark , keeping me safe.

Still
I feel that presence
as though I'm not alone
and not face to be seen.

I will never know the answer
why I never feel alone
but I want to take this moment to thank you,
for your company on my journey home.

©spor

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

m

making magical moments
in my monumental menagerie
merely makes me mindful of
more meaningful company .

©spor

terrified toys

two teddy toys tremble
as
dangerous dinosaurs dance
for
frenzied feeding follows
their
rigorously rehearsed romance.

©spor

Monday, 1 April 2013

A touch of light......

The light
through an open door way
shone

Magical
as it cuts its way through the
air

Sparkling
like a fresh water spring high on a
mountain

Drawn
to the light my hand
outstretched

Reaching
to hold and grasp a piece of this
divinity

Clasping
my fist tight I withdraw to my dark
corner

Carefully
I peer through closed
palms

Disappointed
I fall to the floor
heartbroken

Relinquishing
my grip falls not heaven but
dust
 
©spor