“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”…

Please welcome Alethea as tonight’s guest poet!  You can read more of her work here:

http://www.theheronspath.com

If you would like to be featured – please send me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk
Cheers
J

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Threshold

I murmur the I,
I cannot open the door to emptiness, I fill with expectations,
I do not know the way deer recess into dappled light,
I do not know the way deer become forest,
someday when I am not upon the earth
water will still recede from rice fields,
redwing blackbirds will rise from tules,
mustard will sprout yellow buds,
someday my ashes will rain over the stubborn chaparral
and the carbon of my bones blend with the basalt outcrops,
and fill with expectation,
the way deer recess into dappled light,
the way deer become forest,
the way fault lines lift the land and hills of red rock
are scraped away, how slopes slump and rivulets
erode mountains, leaving space for the sky to fill,
and the deer disappear into forest
and the light filters down the branches of trees
erasing the I, and light is murmuring,
and doors open to emptiness, and ashes rain
a million years, and then the earth splits open
creating lake, murmuring the blackbird
and the mustard seeds spreading across hillocks,
islands rimming with tules, with sedge weed
and berry vine, still the I, still the forest,
still the deer disappearing into light

“He didn’t notice that the lights had changed”…

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He opens his eyes,
to Red sky in the morning…

Understanding the message,
he recognises the warning…

Wrapped in natures beauty,
but steeped in superstition…

His heart fills with fear,
at what may come to fruition…

And floods his weak body,
with a nauseating stress…

Such a paralysing power,
that leaves him so helpless…

And open to an attack,
from dark forces within…

The voices in his head and
the Sirens who sing…

As he tries to block them out,
tries so hard to function…

Amidst all the wreckage,
praying for an injunction…

So he can sit on a swing,
as the day slowly passes…

Watching the gliding birds,
through Zen like glasses…

Listening to the sound,
of the creaking, unoiled chain…

Lost in that moment,
with peace in his brain…

A million miles away,
from all that he knows…

The pain in his heart,
like a cancer, it grows…

As the scars he carries,
amongst the mental stresses…

Colour his daily view and
very slowly depresses…

And as that blood Red sky,
brings its visible warning…

He prays he’ll make it through,
to face another morning…

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“No one you can save, that can’t be saved”…

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Her name is Gabriella and
she serves with a smile…

All the passing travellers,
who sit and rest a while…

Hundreds of different eyes,
each and every day…

A thousand false smiles,
as she wishes time away…

Waiting for the one,
to walk into the room…

Sweep her off her feet and
free her from this tomb…

End the mind numbing,
switch on the electricity…

That will light up her soul,
not heat up Black coffee…

Her eyes mask her history,
the path that led her here…

The men that she encountered,
who filled her life with fear…

They pushed her to the limit,
tried to break her spirited soul…

In a world of drugs and vice,
they were in full control…

But she somehow made it,
found the escape route…

Yet now she pines for more,
as she dishes out the soup…

Looking for kindness,
in each and every interaction…

Searching for a White knight,
not just sinful distraction…

Someone to make sense,
of this cold, cruel Earth…

Someone who will hold her and
value her worth…

Her name is Gabriella and
love is all she needs…

Searching all the travellers,
that she hosts and feeds…

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“And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me”…

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Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by a darkness,
that makes her so afraid…

Dreading the mornings and
so scared of the night…

She’s paralysed and sweating,
daren’t switch off the light…

Or close her tired eyes,
unsure what will be found…

Night becomes her open coffin,
buried deep underground…

With her eyes blankly staring,
not seeing wood for the trees…

And each tiny little thing,
forcing her to bended knees…

Screaming out aloud,
hoping her God will hear…

Take pity on her soul and
release all her fear…

As she kneels before him,
to prove that she believes…

And for him, do anything,
so she one day may receive…

His power and his glory,
flowing through her veins…

Make her feel strong enough,
so that she can remain…

Trapped in the illusion,
that her life has a purpose…

And these trials and tribulations,
will somehow be worth it…

When she gets her reward,
in the life that’s to come…

Away from the sadness and
this girl who’s become…

Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by the darkness and
held under the Devil’s sway…

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“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“She’s the kind of girl you want so much, it makes you sorry”…

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She’s your infatuation…
She’ll drive you up the wall…
She’s a total infuriation…
She’ll set you up to fall…

She’s a vision in the darkness…
She’s Venus in Human form…
She’ll leave you in a right mess…
She’s the wreckage after the storm…

She has this magical power…
She’s put you underneath her spell…
She’ll make you pine for hours…
She’s locked you in a mystical cell…

She’ll make you seek out the Devil…
She knows just what to say…
She’ll leave you so dishevelled…
She knows you love it that way…

She ignites your fantasising head…
She loves the thrill of your chase…
She’s your mythical woman wearing Red…
She walks with such orgasmic grace…

She’s like a diamond shaped to please…
She sparkles seductively in the Sun…
She can be such a fucking tease…
She knows just what turns you on…

She wants you tied within her bed…
She knows you long for that too…
She knows what dangers lay ahead…
She still keeps turning the screw…

She’s everything you’ve dreamed of…
She knows you won’t ever resist…
She knows your looking for distraction…
She’s the one with forbidden lips…

She lives in your imagination…
She was never really yours…
She’s the cause of your damnation…
She’s the one you should have ignored…

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