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Tracing the path Is it time? Hands in pockets Or tied Is there any chance? For peace Of mine Or piece Of mind
Without U
What would I do without u I wold do this, what wold yo do?
Ideal
Tea and coffee a warm stove cinnamon sugar afternoon sun rocking chair gentle breeze birds converse guitars strum
Three Hands
Drawing on the past is tracing on water the perfect mirror half-silvered
Three different hands pushing forward it is lost, it is lost peace for free
Chain skipping rope kicks up grains of golden caught in the breeze thrown in reverse it will rain now ashes are falling
Dangerous Geometry
Pale Ashes dance circles embrace warmth within your circumference
Curves beckon soft shadows Angles are dangerous geometry
Scarlet lampshade, black lace a cigarette, a glass ashtray tendrils of smoke, curl, caressed beckoning, stretching into thin air
Lipstick on a whiskey glass eyes linger, undressing time diamond reflections, shimmer dancing across the wall
Anticipation
The day is closing its doors again It goes, throwing shards of light Playing on your face Fractured lines fly underneath
Back home, incense on the table An empty bottle And bowls confide with scissors Cutting the days and nights In halves, or quarters
Speeding up, slowing down Too much to choose from Bottles count the days that were All lined up in a row All rowed up in a line You know the ones
And the green was purple but no one complained in the distance or was it the past Green mountains, snowcapped this is the stuff dreams are made of Or broken with
Empty wallets, empty eyes empty souls and minds Looking back in the past On all that’s forgotten Stand back, gazing over 100 thoughts All at once 1998 - Dipperyslip
Touch
Kiss the breeze lightsome embraces touch the sun that lights our faces trees whisper secrets some will find if they’re not careful they will lose their… Try not to beat the thief of time the biggest waste that you will find So take the path That bends and winds some things are stolen others left behind
Enter/Exit
enter here through the soil chase the sun touch the sky rake the stars through the night dragons tear exit here
Sky on fire Phoenix eye Lava tears Tender burning
Ashes dance Ember seeds Pyre ants Invisible hands
Charcoal spires Pierced skies Stand aflame Left to die
2025 - Dipperyslip
Rosepetal Breath
When the night falls, lips of wine red whisper gently to me, and the heat of her breath makes my heart, stop, and the hairs on my neck are standing up, waiting for, what will come next, then she said
You can’t run away from your heart as your mind tries to fight with your want but your eyes tell a story to me Just stay here
Kissed by the moonlight, in her darksome embrace She whispers a spell, then she leads me astray And I can’t stop, now I’m trapped in her web She pulls out a gun, then she sits on the bed, and she says
Throw paint at the moon and the stars And we’ll colour the sky as we want If you lay here, I’ll sing you to sleep Just say, you’ll Meet me tomorrow, we’ll drown in that bottle Servant of sorrow, follow me She loves me to death with her rose petal breath and whispers on the wind 2016 - Dipperyslip
Silhouettes against the sun Bathed in golden light, a memory Like a movie on rerun With its own private symphony 2014
A Photograph of a Reflection
She took a paintbrush to every flower Painting each petal black She smudged his face with her fingers Featureless, grey She rubbed an eraser on her shadow Unmaking, renewing She took a photo of her reflection And left it on the bed 2014 - Dipperyslip
Bust those locks Break them Let the trees grow wild Let them take your house Split concrete, push walls down Sleep in the shadows On a bed of leaves
2013
The birds are singing out of tune bruised black and blue and I'm sore Not on the outside 2000 - Dipperyslip