Author: Moon Biscuit
Echoes
In that stillest part of the night
Memories and dreams
Or echoes from the last life lived
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No Grand Master Plan
Not a god nor a monster
Just a plain simple man
With a soul full of sparks
No Grand Master Plan
But forged in the fires
Of his own private hell
A steely determination
To make all things well
The Clock
“Tick tock” said the clock
No it didn’t
The clock’s stopped
It’s the one in the kitchen
High on the wall
Now it’s not working
Not working at all
So no point in looking
But how many times
Has my brain forgot?
A glance here
A peek there
There is no sound
Stop turning around
I just can’t bear it…
I’ve taken it down!
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End of the Story
“..so the climax to our story is
The Evil Emperor (or Empress, I forget) exploded from the sheer inflammable toxicity of their nature.
The peace-loving rainbow-pooing unicorns set up a nationwide commune that everyone was happy to join.
I know, right?
Who saw that coming?”
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Not Lost
You feel lost
But I see you
Through it all
The darkness
The fear
The silence
The thunder
The illness
The pain
I see you
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She Left
She left without warning
On Tuesday morning
Leaving a brief note
On which she wrote
She’d miss his strong arms
The ones that carried her
Into their home years ago
But not his busy fists
That meant that others
Had to carry her out
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Off Course
The ship that sailed
Is what our friendship became
Like ships that pass in the night
I guess, of course
It could have been worse
And completely failed
As we sailed off course
It could have become a wreck
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11 September 2018
Dreams and Schemes
Her little bit of bling
Is the only thing
That keeps her going each day
He doesn’t wear bling
Booze is the thing
That keeps him on his way
Down at his club
He feels as if he is
King of all he surveys
When he’d hurt her
He’d say
In that awful brash way
Go get yourself a treat
He was loud, he was brash
And loved splashing the cash
On diamonds and sparkles
And pearls
She’d trade them
For fakes
And had cash
In the attic instead
Bit by bit
Week by week
She’d squirrel it away
In his head all was rosy
In her head she knew
He really doesn’t know her
At all
So today at 2.30
When she knows
Where he’ll be
She’ll take her bags
Hopes and dreams
And meet Jack on the corner
As planned
She loves him
He knows her
They’re made for each other
This is her stuff of dreams
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March 2018
Airports
Airports, throngs of folk
Each in their own little world
Traversing our globe
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Not Planning
I’m not intending to spend my time
Planning the perfect crime
My attention to dtail is minmal
The worry and strife
Of a criminal life
Makes it just not right for me
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28 August 2018
Exhilaration
Spirits flying high
Exhilaration
Undercurrent of fear
Knowing the fall
Must be near
That it will be swift
And the destination
Deep
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25 August 2018
Bread
Mindful following
The recipe
Careful measuring
Ingredients
Push the button
For the size
One for the colour
Fingers to calculate
The number of hours
‘Til bread was needed
Next morning, Myka
Calls out “oh no”
Which button did I not press
The one with ON on
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Tiny But Mighty
Stealthy ninja demons
Are gathering
Just out of sight
Of his mind
He senses them
Preparing to pounce
On any exhausted
Anxious self-doubt
They are tiny
But mighty
Fighting their way through
Hairline cracks
In his carefully crafted
Mental defences
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The Vampire and the Sun
Pale vampiric face
Gazing at the bright sun’s rays
Missing ancient times
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Guilt and Fear
Guilt and fear
Frustration and tears
Gush out of the well
At last
I’m a thief he yelled
I’ve stolen your life
You’ve sacrificed
So much for me
Tenderly
She smiles into his eyes
You’ve supported me
With my hopes
And my dreams
Where would I be
Without you?
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Exhale
Do you ever
Suddenly realise
You’ve been holding
Your breath for days?
When you eventually
Breathe out
With blessed relief
And see things
Through different eyes.
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2 August 2018
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