Ruining Potential

(The Law of Four/Motions of Emotion part three)

Ruining Potential

Not today, perfect stranger,

Must hurry, avoiding danger,

Feeling cursed, somewhat crippled.

Neurosis high, worries tripled.

Shutters down, curtains drawn.

Conspiring voices, paranoia borne.

Lock door, deactivate phone,

Payment due, another loan.

Oppressors are watching always,

Poisoning your lemon haze.

Often difficult to evade,

I dread being afraid.

Now overcome, drop guard.

Early steps, especially hard.

Perseverance, calm, both essential,

Stop fear ruining potential.

A Gentle Flower

Love is a gentle flower,

A beautiful sight to see;

Beginning life as a bud,

Unsure of what is to be;

It carefully opens up,

Absorbing sunlight for free;

Then shows its true colours while,

Blossoming beautifully.

A flower that has been picked,

Has a future that is bleak;

It withers and browns quickly,

Starts to die within a week;

The beauty is lost for good,

Never regaining its peak;

To find the strongest petals,

Within nature one must seek.

Love's flower's no different,

The rest of the plant's a must;

The roots are stability,

While the stamen is the lust;

The seeds are the potential,

The stem is support and trust;

With these key ingredients,

Nature is fair and just.

Photosynthesising joy,

Enough to last the dark night;

But even in the darkness,

The flower seeks out the light;

Instinct acts as a compass,

Highlighting paths left and right;

Somebody said love is blind,

But it has no need for sight.

Once the flower's at its best,

Honey bees move in with haste;

They can't resist temptation,

Leaving with legs that are laced;

In the flower's sweet nectar,

Because all will want a taste;

The flower's happy to share,

Because love's a shame to waste.

Love's Sight

(The Law of Four/Motions of Emotion part two)

Love's Sight

The Green Goddess winks,

Then my anxiety shrinks.

Enter! Blissful zen shower,

Blossom well gentle flower.

While Valerian healer nurses,

Sweeping away karmic curses,

Sleep a thousand sleeps,

Awake when imagination leaps.

Free from any complications,

Low, soft, smooth vibrations,

Echo through head space,

Fortune falling into place.

Yang with no yin,

Like confession without sin.

Shine on, bright light,

Rest within Love's sight.

Sick Boy

(The Law of Four/Motions of Emotion part one)

Sick Boy

Wake up, vigor numb,

Stay home, feel dumb.

Spirit's crushed, soul drained,

Drugs, alcohol, culprits blamed.

Desires evaded, dreams culled,

Talent wasted, options mulled.

Titlted scales, economy pinched,

Stones cast, motivation lynched.

Uninvited, forgotten, shunned joy,

Useless, worthless, sick boy.

Mood killer, attention seeker,

Flake, disappointment, confidence weaker.

Before dawn, excuses ready,

Voice confident, hand steady.

Come tomorrow, walk alone,

Try again, future unknown.

The Law of Four/Motions of Emotion

I started a four part poem series a while back called The Law of Four/Motions of Emotion

It was an experiment in word craft really. I will start to post them.