I Love Me vol I

Another year, my dear And I’m still here You’re still here The only question Left unanswered What will we do About that? © Kris Blackburn

Sneaking glances Fleeting chances To catch your smile To watch your lips move Your eyes shine Your cheeks glow To watch you To just watch You Because I can’t have you I can’t So I’ll just watch You © Kris Blackburn 29/06/22

Off kilter That new filter Those blue tones Your few moans I wish to hear Just come here I’ll show you blue I’ll pleasure you Down to your knees Oh baby, please You feel so good The way you should When open wide I try to hide Myself in you So sticky too Hands in your hair But you’re nowhere Not to be seen ‘Cept on a screen And I’m alone With your blue tones. ©️ Kris…

Naught like a thought with expectation Than that with which infatuation Arises and abides us, welling from inside us Until the focal source derides us. And yet my dear we find out here Is where the end of this draws near For whence it came and where it goes With untimely end yet no one knows. Like cliched rhyme and crooked line I stumble through this verse of mine To make a point quite…

Stormy winter, my code To crack, a road to track Enigmatic walking Pheromone Hawking how she moans Losing sight of senses Orally fixated Understated, so curvaceous Instantaneous Standing to attention: Enigma. For you, Enigma. ©️ Kris Blackburn 20/10/21

I hear the clattering chattering Like this cat or thing is trying to speak to me Leak to me The secrets of the universe And science of the sea From far beyond imagining Like we abscond from imaging This cat or thing With facts it sings To ears that ring and turn away To melodies unquestioning in thrall Of man or fool or else equal To that thought school In light they made to reach…

Feet in the sand she sits, sighs,

Only nature to hear her

Replying with melodies

Brought on harmonious waves

Enraptured by her beauty;

Calmed by the peace she breathes with

Kindness, eyes closed, in silence.

‘You are beautiful, thank you.’

Breezes carrying the words

Across the waves from nature

Responding in kind for the

Resplendence that she gives back.

©️…

Together at the sky looked we

Two dreamers, individually

Separate though one thought alike:

How do we share this flash of light?

A storm I witness but for you

A sky so warm and coloured blue

An opposite yet no less true

A different dream, a different view.

And while you gaze and wonder on

The sky above, we wander on

An earth so different, so the same

An…

Such words I see formed perfectly

Unbound with rhythmic clarity

“Enter, my muse” I call to dark

Your eyes reply, a knowing spark.

I saw you then I know not when

In a dream I’d thought forgotten

To see you now in pose so still

This man forgets his better will.

To see this face in such a place

Is the warmth of a soft embrace

To know that you will never know

What lovely songs we both would sing

If our voices were heard mingling

What melodies we two could create

United harmonies, separate.

As the wind would carry fallen leaves

So our songs are carried on the breeze

Far apart for now but join we will

A promise, our purpose to fulfil.

For now we two must gaze upon

The stars and moon that always shone

Down to our…

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I can see your pain

I can see your hurt

Not from the words

You write

But from the words

Tattooed

Indelibly

Onto your heart.

©️ Kris Blackburn 10/09/2019

Autumn begins

No compromise

And what once was

Shall be again

But the fall

Like leaves

A face framed

Cascaded upon

By strands

And eyes inquisitive

Question, query

Never rest

But now

Winter

No compromise

No chill

Just truth

A continuum

Of what once was

And will be again

And she remains

Ever the strength

Even when her wind

Fails her, shakes her

She remains

Ever the strength

Then Spring

Unbidden

Unco…

There were times

We wrote to each other

And sometimes spoke

But never met

And kept some thoughts

Undercover

But we know.

We just know.

And that’s all we needed

And all we need.

©️ Kris Blackburn

I wish I could write

Like I’m running out of time

But instead I overthink

Every word and every line

And I want to write

Without thought

Without pressure

Unfettered, not caught

Not trying to measure

Every action, every syllable

The consequences of a letter

So here is my attempt

And here again I stalled

So I’ll try to end it now

Before I get over awed.

©️ Kris Blackburn 15/06/19

I dreamt that I

Was in a pool

Of silver water

A liquid mirror

Shimmering

And I above it all

Standing on a rock

A boulder

So large that only

A giant or

Nephilim

Could have placed it

For me to stand upon

Thinking nothing

Saying nothing

Feeling

Nothing

And never had I

Known such

Peace

Such pure bliss

Until I awoke

And I now am

Submerged

Beneath that pool

And it is dark

Beneath a lightless sky

A…

Weather beaten

Marble carved

Statues of Christ

Adorned with

Agéd flora

Standing sentinel

Alongside

All deities

That the world

Could dream

Time worn

Ruined

Broken

Facing

Adjacent

Between rays

Of scattered light

Awake and alone

At the mercy

Of the elements

To those of my own

For I am my own God

In this crumbled

Mausoleum

In which

My thoughts

All chapter and verse

Hymn and homily

Requiem and chorus

It is I

I am the cause

For I feel too deep

And think too much

But you see

My dear

I have

Nothing else

To do

©️ Kris Blackburn 19/01/19