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Sunday 5 July 2015

Foreplay


This is one of the first Instagram collabs from Spilling Ink, with one of my partners in rhyme, Gloreen Lake.

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Wednesday 1 July 2015

Trancend

She strings words from the depth of her soul
In tuned with her feelings
Giving life to her verbs
Intricate was her design.
A peculiar flower
Full of expression
Yet timid to the touch
Blossoming to life’s beauty
While I,
Forever the wonderer
Chasing the dreams of yesterday
Crafts words from my imagination
Make belief my sedation
The eyes see yet
The brain chooses relativity
That the dread of this world is a fantasy
We
She and I
Kindred spirits
Derived from different worlds
Yet these plains share the same existence
The bittersweet fragments of star-crossed affection
The clandestine affair of two beings
Without figure or form
Identity still an illusion
Yet what is the definition?
Beyond words explanation
Fragile sentiment
Thinking this could be categorized


Olsfred James 2015©

Cavil

These words will fall on deaf ears
Keen to listen to the nothingness conveyed
These words will be read by blind eyes
In shapes and colors irrelevant of its meaning
These words will be spoken by the mute
The awkward silence in expression
And as easily as they were formed on this once blank canvas
These words will just as easily be forgotten...

I love you.



Olsfred James 2015©



Straight

Let’s get elated
No use debating
It’s my mission
To get you missing
Why you dissing?
Girl this night is fated
Cure what you created
I need your saving
It’s been ages
High off your fragrance
Withdrawals first stages
I’m tired waiting
I... I… I… I am so faded
My minds degrading
I think about you
Wouldn’t doubt you
If you said this love is jaded
But I got this craving
Could you be persuaded?
To indulge in this feeling
Are you willing?
Trying to get you naked


Olsfred James 2015©


Seconds

3.5 seconds…
Taking resistance
Mass
Distance
And velocity into account…
In 3.5 seconds I would hit the deserted asphalt.
I couldn’t imagine with such a short amount of time
30 years could flash before my eyes.
Even without enthralling adventures
That’s just a lot of your years to fit into seconds.
You do however
You always do - it seems.
Flashes of the times we spent together
From the unorthodox first meeting
To the many break ups before you finally gave up
When we were good… we were good
But when we were bad… we were really bad
I played a huge part in the prolonged hostility
Hiding behind my pride
Hiding behind my silence
Ignoring your constant attempts at stripping away my amour
Yet, foolishly thinking you would never leave
But here I am…
Awaiting this brain to be switched off
By the unyielding ground
Now seemingly even faster approaching
With less than 3.5 seconds
Basking in the draft of clarity
To find this notion was untrue
The impossible has now become possible
The fracture in my reality.
My insecurities made me half the person I could have been
Yes MY insecurities
They were the ones that hurt you
For not accepting you
For not letting you in
For not holding you enough
For not letting you know how much you mean to mean to me
For not saying I…


 Olsfred James 2015©