A Poem about the picture hanging in my living room.

And I can see
Boats at anchor
Everywhere
Watching waves
From the sea
Drawing closer
Lapping near       

I’m standing
In this foreign land
My ears at drawn
Drawn to whispers
In this place

Those words I hear them
Spoken in a foreign Tongue
I don’t understand them
It’s all broken
And obscure

Standing in this archway
With the sea an open view
Lamps of gas still hanging
Morning light like dew

Refreshing is this place
With the sea spray in my face
Relaxing are my thoughts
Murmurs in like tremors
In This ‘gorgeous place

I can see some steps
Where lots of people walked
Worn into all those footmarks
Where the doorways are open

I can hear those people noises
Drinking and the singing
Laughter of the dancers
In this magical place

Ancient is the window
As I look into this place
The archway is magnificent
So big to open space

I wandered through this archway
To see those boats so old
Fishermen with nets
In this harbours ancient fold

Whitewashed ingrain buildings
Wooden crafted doors
Wooden crafted windows
Old but not impaired

This building in this archway
So lovely is this place
This place
A picture
In a frame.

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Wired Hearts poetry © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2009

And as my wax melts
Slowly dripping
Out onto the floor  

My flame grows brighter
And as every second passes
I’m growing smaller
And smaller

Small

But I still burn bright
I am but a candle
Burning into the night!

My flame will hurt you
But I give you warmth  

I am the candle of life
I am born!
Born from a flame
I’m alive burning!

I will eventually burn out
Smaller and smaller I become
As my wax descends out
Onto the floor

My flame grows smaller
Tears of wax falling

And as my light flickers
And ebbs away
Slowly an surely
The light fades
My last breath
Extinguished
Out!

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Wired IV Eve © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2009

I didn’t kill her thank god
I know im a vampire
But  I still believe in him
I drank from the life of her blood
Lost in a world of darkness

My darkness

She sang the vampires song

The fever will go
Head is burning
The pain is severe

And yet I feel so fantastic

Hell what have you done to me?
What have I become
I look so beautiful

The vampires song

My eyes are so red and deep
My breasts so round and full
With you im one

Into the arms of darkness
with you im one
filling those who tread here
With fear and trembling no disguise

I am Immortal

I am the one

One with eve now

The bitch bit me im in love
I am one of eve’s 
One of many
One of eve’s children

Eve’s thoughts

She was a virgin
And I took it away
She was human
I gave her new life
I kissed her neck

And now she is mine

She is so beautiful
I made her love me
I created Our love
Out of biting her neck
From my mixed blood

The blood of a vampire

Immortal and strong

Amy is a vampire
She joined me as one
I want her to love me
Like never before

Sharing my blood
To even the score

Out of this blackness
With eyes so deep red
We wait in the shadows
For new love to arrive

Singing our love song
The vampires sonnet

Whispering so quietly
Till we trap a new women

The crows speak

Shadows rise
She has to hide
And now the time is right
The blood must flow
Pushing out her lips 
She takes a bite

Will she create a new follower

Or will they die?

In the end it is down to love
The love of a vampire

The love spans from Eve

Fighting with feelings
Now will she become dead
Is  eve a monster
The vampire of love

The moons aglow

Newly born
Full of vampire charm
Razor sharp teeth
From the blood of eve

Amy rises 
Vampire
Born 

Please visit The Vampires Tale

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Wired IV Eve © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2009

As he gently held me close
Undying love forever true
Promises tinted with a shade of blue
And he led me to the bedroom
My thoughts vanished of you

The heavenly voices were singing within
A choir of angels
Screaming of sin
Too weak to resist
I`m falling so fast
Like a suicidal soul
Crashing to the ground
Not caring
At last.

Stripped of all care
Naked I stand
Before this man
Who’s holding my hand
Eyes of green
Entice me in
Luring me into his world
I should turn away
Should i succumb to my weakness
This wrong feels so right
Like the fallen angel cast from heaven
There’s no salvation in sight

Sweet nothings he said
Whispers like a symphony called
Heart broken in two
As he walked out that door
I thought of you.

laid in the cold
Overcome with despair
Cheater,liar, whore
Are all words
I am
Without care

Then….

I thought of you.

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Written by © Lesley Kirk 2008

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Wired Hearts poetry © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2008/2009

Once in every month
The days are filled with shite
And sometimes anger
With lots of pain
And sometimes laughter
Oh I long to be free 
From this curse 

From this PMT thingy 

With crying times
The downs
The ups
I’m feeling frustrated 
 

I’m feeling raw  

All wired up wrong on this PMT thingy

Into work I go
I don’t want to
I feel tender
Insecure

The terrible frustration has to go

In and out of anger
Will it come out?

This PMT thingy? is shite

Striking out
The demons are loose
The devils inside me
I’m wearing the devils boots
This PMT thingy riding high

I hope not?

Oh no I let out
Damn!
Sweet jesus
The devil is out 

This PMT thingy devil speaks!

Let’s fly
Let’s rock

Kick ass this PMT is class
All on it’s own
This demon inside my soul
Shouting with anger
Red in my face
Tears rolling down and down
I’m angry 
Fed up
Shite!
Rough 

I apologise

It’s OK love

To a customer
It’s just 

This PMT thingy look!
Eyes rolling
Red and angry 

This PMT thingy got topside

Someones got it in the neck

I’m up and I’m down
Once in every month
This curse
This demonic curse 
Killing my smile
Killing my love 

This PMT thingy is let loose

Calls on me
Knocking at my door

It’s war!

Don’t come near me
This dragon is out
Keep well away
I might just shout!

Oh what?

Oh what?

Is this PMT thingy about?

Go away I want to feel good

What about a pill
Or red bull
More more!
Yeah! 

I’m happy now
Has it gone?

This PMT thingy 
What a show
All singing
All dancing
This PMT thingy
Is king of all women 

Feeling shite
Feeling rough
Feeling raw
Angry
Frustrated
Teddy is out

This PMT thingy strikes out
Oh it’s nearly gone
Has it?

Until next month

When the war will start all over again

I want to be free
I want to be me 
Not this 

This PMT thingy .

 

 

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Written by © Malc.Johnson 2008

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Wired Hearts poetry © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2008

Breathe your love into me
Silent and soulful
And when the moon shines
When the love points

Love into wine
Drink from my cup
The cup overflows with love
And when the wind blows
Your hair into mine
I feel so entwined

And When the rain falls
Across your face!
Every drop I would cherish
Every drop I would wipe
Any tears you have
I would dry

Breathe your love into me
Silent and smooth
And when the moon shines
When the love points

Breathe your lips onto mine
Breathe a kiss so sweet
Breathe your voice!

And when it gets dark
And your alone
Think of me
Breathe
Sleep! 

Breathe deep
Breathe gentle
Breathe nice

I will be there

Silently whispers
Into your ear
Words of love
You long to hear
words of love
Breathe