Lost to umbrage
clouds switch in shadows
his discovery velcro
made imaginative plant’s
breached the theatre
her explain of love
frostbite no Sunburn
acne no Gum-nuts
umbrage and sight
a fix of inertia
barren be our fight
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Fox in a box
Rendered incapable
exceptional
fundamentally debunk
breezing
thatched
rebounded
skyward bound
rains falling
misty skies
fall by fall
fill by fill
atop my nu
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Neptunes tranquil game
beyond a mile or two
in the chasm of my blue
swam a mermaid in a sea of tranquility
bothered only by the occasional boredom
i know this tranquil sea
it came to me in a dream
at last I would eat mermaid
always a delicacy in a dream
so i eat my mermaid and watched
the blue became familiar
no longer a delicacy
her bitterness was like hail
the sound would not stop
i could not wake
so I spat my mermaid out
and still i could not wake
did she know I would eat her
my dream no longer tranquil
I had created Neptunes call
Neptune stopped the hail
i woke promising never to eat
mermaid again.
2017. Adam Blewett ©
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This substance disappears not for i adhered it’s just that you appeared mirth of our essence forlorn from birth; deity jovial with growth my embrace of truth always not yet learnt beneath the inherent substance i inherit your very existence as for every sip of life your warmth is fed through me so substance i need your admit that our existence is everyone’s bliss
© Adam Blewett
night falls the gender dark of close recalls lark of folks with unspoken curse bereft of benefit in muff lewd night your sight is bright enough for a shower angelic spoken with translated chalice this ink I draw a pearl spiraled sky dance with church in seeded jade I lift and wade looking to succumb to nights holy blade shine frosted sky lift this meld of captured ferment splice through no torment no freeze from bent nights spire fill this rubble exceed smoldered performance my smile channelled with broken brutality: I eat and flirt below a paled sky this shower grieves from within in liers eyes with holy ground this temple I seek your loam between my nails tonight I flee this sky fall day and knowing no torment from many a pearl all seducer to grapple the chi and for that what is might be
© Adam Blewett
2016
The whale flyer
As I swim with everything morsel
I am chide innocent an obey
Lessoned to find the plankton upon the rim
Caution to refrain from balmy winds
A notion and creed
Welt and fray
A cultural melee
A cry to stay away from the tidal hurt
And in lumber the swell
Chided to refrain from the belly
Of the, platonic and gastronomic
© Adam Blewett
2015
The pedestal is in place
Albeit where is my place
Rhetoric will purge my ego
Place another strap of tape
Patch another stab
White knight where was my sword
Black knight I am so bored
My wound of rhetoric
My hands have healed
Albeit where is my place
For your hands will never heal
So ease the pace
© Adam Blewett.
2015
~Written 1999~
the thieving cactus
Above where I find
Purgatory’s key insert
I had delayed in-with present
Your soul it looks betrayed
Will I have remedied not
Forget them dry hours
Your task need rain’s
You with heat of hate
you’re lost at sea
You petty with fear
Your soul is on fire
And anger is your betrayal
2018 Adam Blewett ©
unthought
Mapping for my original breath
Knowing her heart my audience of hold
By all means broody silhouette
Be the sacred core to my heart
2017. Adam Blewett ©
in abode
I’d love you know
sanctions have been placed
the ridicule reduced
and i’m having
a sail on my heart
2017. Adam Blewett ©
A crow heads for the Sun
Then from spectacles length
The crow turns pink
It has become a fish
Falling towards the lake
A cry is sounded
And changes to fly again
Wings spread it soars off
Never will it land
Unless its feet beset proclaim
© Adam Blewett.
2015
~Written 1999~
Only one can see
this has love
windows in i jump
seduced to tame
this frame be blue
repaired in lust
worn out faces
honeydew fingers
spy’s phone
my shutter speed
my only spy
If you only knew
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Love meshes
So I stay instead
Heart cruels
Last to know first in time
Glass mapped
Studiously another lick of paint
Words mend
A palette full to escarp and trace
Little drizzle
The aero clothe, jewels the heart
Skipping art
Glazen windows to dispise
Love’s note
Framed within my art
2017. Adam Blewett ©
bending words
When love’s a residing catch of butterflies, and there is a fiction at ease, alteration of a slain youth. We are together on this drought of words, that only arises in bouts of pleads; from under this misty sky high. The looking had taken task, for this sky was her cause; triumphant in longing plead, aback outed I read the loving words, stitching to a butterflies quilt. Should youth burn insipid of my last breath, I would build upon this worldly hour a pleasantry of complementaries, snatching fictional butterflies. Ruse the impetuous my wading heart, slain a clause resting of story and non fiction. My sorrow not knowing the path of eventual, struck under this darkened sky, the solitude of a compelling unease, for a loving wealth gave to a bare soul bereft. Should today strike our past then apprehend I for my lack of a loving youth.
2018 Adam Blewett ©
brights of will
All the honey snapped in a ponytail
Draped in fright her windows tight
Sunset blue i invite her to you
Dying beyond a strawberry tale
A feigning light in hollow delight
I stood the warm rain out to ten
Reduced my petrichor sleeve
Buoyed by my sunset blue
I dreamed a comets hail
Counting colours
To sleep the rain
Of her tail
2017. Adam Blewett ©
to have
to see
would be
to prize
to rise
blue blue lies
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Distinct and near was the vice
As my perpetual creativeness became more preverlent
The cause of my demur
With the medium was as you say
You’re only as good as your last
Now last but not first of all
Is my ability to create with a vice
Yet perpetuated with the vice
My outlook is earthshattering
If my art does not wash
Because of bad karma
And the vice will not suffice my mediocre stance
But with out my vice my mediocre attempt will stand
And not impede my next work of art
© Adam Blewett
2015
~Written 1999~
sold a land
I came from death
i’m back now you know
of past the hour we sat
reminded into ancestry
who stood before i was back
being back is a bless
now united we can say no
reminding you that you’re back
2017. Adam Blewett ©
fast in howl
The wolves of hunger,
crave for desire
soon growled
moon’s horrific rage
recessed in open slay
i fray bombastic
and skill in scarlet
pulsing loves flood
sole crow
should
they stray
have i your blue
2017. Adam Blewett ©
They who they say
Your cell-phone know your home
So I clone in prints of yours
To help them after acquisition of you
You i am after but i am the clone
So i am at home
Looking through my phone
A position within wholesale
For in retail i have no-sale
So smart my phone
I’ve locked my love within
Too colour a merry smile
So much better
Then looking back
At oneself.
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Polar and unrest
the languished bear
melt the true
you contested my
blessing numb heart
2018 Adam Blewett ©
In the arteries of misty skies
my ugly cries with dreams of you
in dark matter that lies pretty of bliss
even my coldest heart
will draw pain and not mist
2017. Adam Blewett ©
next breath
manic with treasure
needled black heart
suffice in the sky
dewdrop drips
black heart remedy
my sovereignty
be run with you
2017. Adam Blewett ©
call me it’s spring
call it home
i’ve leant to moan
to weed the bars
the larger the furrow
the lesser the weed
this spring i’ve a newer grass
it’s nutty like a thorn
prickly like a cat’s-head
i have left home now i’m dead
i can not remember where i live
where do i leave my key’s
i hike the streets
and remember many apartments
but they are already ful to families
so i roam
i love her soft sweet lawn
her baking apple-pie
so i roam
all the driveways full
i have no home
only the one who love’s me
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Leave it in
transfer to soul
eat up melancholy girl
rest up and read loves tattoos
walk skip pave hearts path
ruminate bye see you late
enjoy the clue it’s meant to be
leave the crow he’ll never know
it look’s good upside down
back to front
leave her love in the truth
I miss you there
and their are you
many places in one day
so small tiny infinite every-where
and i can count on that
the small of my loves soul
2017. Adam Blewett ©
There your lust lay dormant
I have you in a clandestine voice
Thoroughly devout of my inheritance
They have scorned where i dwell
Their love to see a lust to quell
If only I could sail this ship
Nouveau my remembrance be of them
With thought of you a place to reside
From gallows below to mast set high
Buoyant thought’s of energy i breathe
To farewell this intrusion
Alone at sea: for my Trident and Neptune
Too fight in fortune
On this place my last pontoon
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Love pale
this lesser of your golden eye’s
forlorn beats my heart swallows desire
I blame the Crow
a treble to cheat the midnight air
that Crow of bloods hollow beat
love’s beat I expel
your sound of darkness
my treat a lust with golden eyes
for first place last
this heart of bass
a melody to cheat the midnight air
2017. Adam Blewett ©
bones
In lively streams of static
my bones prone laden somatic
bathed in glinting moonlit night
lovers archer shot by the feeble
past and present into eternity
could i help be the fonder
twice that night
solemn glinting
awakening into eternity
bathing with stars of lover’s wonder
2018 Adam Blewett ©
Be and see
i a number
like you a
equation of emotion
2018 Adam Blewett ©
insatiable one
draw two worldly hours
heist your loving way
and repair a loveless soul
2017. Adam Blewett ©
I am eight at orange eating
I am nine at one day at a time
At ten i am at truce with her friend
At eleven it just you and me
At twelve be me one silhouette
By one i am alone
At two they bring me home
At four my eyes have no doors
At three i am with you.
2017. Adam Blewett ©
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I watch with pause
and hold each note tight
my song sexy love beetle
playing in the contrails
of my heart
2017. Adam Blewett ©
You belong
My love in time
Colour moon’s capture
Zen of domain
A keeper of motion
2017. Adam Blewett ©
My day be yours
love’s soft veil
on a misty horizon
laced with Angelic voice
your word’s they attach
too taste loves soft night
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Socrates a pedestal of play’s
Plato extend’s the portrayal,
there universe sauntered and on display
Why are we here today? is still the chosen verse,
with peace and finite energy theirs no effigy
dost the pious energy, too find that epiphany
© Adam Blewett
2016
I has last night
was fail to plight
done past a number
my lauded worse chef
I was as last
remembering my attire
them all to wear
my not so new
in gifting pair
A ever so well
2018 Adam Blewett ©
her treasure
The sum of cold is near
Not my exhale of frosted trace
It’s a treat for yesterdays solution
Loves remembrance of this year
As my food is gone before I eat
Another remorseful conversation
Those bat’s they don’t talk back
My love retold in warm hours light
Her plead I take that she my make
Night’s sake has brought you from the cold
2017. Adam Blewett ©
blurryer
This moon of yours
It song’s induce paprika eyes
This girl of yours
Why had she of wont the moon
Because they say it’s laced with cheese
You know it originates the Sun
You didn’t steal that one
Why the moon!?
I stole the moon on Tuesday
This matter is not of heart
You’re in a fit of hope mad
You know there’s no cheese
So don’t steal this moon
Can you not see
It lies tempered of rest
Dwelling in paprika eyes
Now the thief are you
Next time see a falling star
2017. Adam Blewett ©
I hate my life
there is round two
I had you unused
Your hatred of waiting
the neighbours they bleed
Tell not but I
Stupid hate’s of wait
It’s a wish you can’t prepare
Life is that potion
The icing for winter’s spell
Not your family raising well
The racism you will wear
My capitalist tree of two hundred years
Garnish at your will
Two hundred more
Falling in love my endless climb
More year’s of hate
and you will be gone
Only a skeleton to remain
2018 Adam Blewett ©
Empty Ink
When my darkest sky opened
all the word she held fell
splashing about in treat
living this lie my heroine
you are words and make my complete
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Sky loop
No more excuses
I remember the neon blue sky
the colours
that one I never remember
Yellow/Amber. No I was gold
golden as those word’s
I love you
intelligent by lament
even a day spun blue
is golden with you
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Her post was as rare as fair
her beauty became my disclosure
my creativity became my ghost
love’s pout evaporated into the thin air
the heart locked and my ghosts did battle
for my dream was not foreseen
last past the post
my make in the quake of a
bind-less dream
2017. Adam Blewett ©
Alone it came to me
My true last petal
The others did fall
On this occasion
It become my untold treasure
Lost on lake’s edge
With the salient air
My question of her lay softly broken
On butterflies missed fortune
This petal had stolen my answer
Skipping a ripple by ripple
Drawing my wave-less love for her
With this catch of vibrant flutter
Petal lie on nature’s beauty gone round
Elevated in lakes supple blue edge
Each troubled echo my reclusive glare
Did she know i did love her so
2017. Adam Blewett ©
On loves horizon
the day’s page
emptied of your beauty
Sapphire blue’s
Ruby red
the setting golden Sun
written to you for all to see
looking to page your brightly eyes
thousands of stars all drawn too me
the gift of love
by the hungry night
and love requite
this page of dreams
soon to be
tomorrow’s
words of stone
2017. Adam Blewett ©
2017. © Adam Blewett
you live in a time fore me an i eat cred food
and espionage with mine: we sat in silence over her i maze of how lush be our fields of pray here before time I drink the purple milk, you demand a bride a whole in one, i eat your bestowed fermented food with this jolly purple milk you exclaim i languish and fail too find time. It’s the pilsner of this very quest an i tell you about this new drone; i am told about this new phone. Recital of pray i admire your say with every bite of condensed randomness i suckup to find a bride whose at one with me.
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No you’re not my poet
Love’s a watery fall at hearts tear
You a writing season where flowers won’t grow
Endless echoes well a misogynist out of luck
And if i am girl I would enjoy my own company
See the words of my poetry
be to-love in the well that heart I know
2018 Adam Blewett ©
In the early stir of a jasmine morning
Humming her tune on a jasmine day
Lost love has never felt so near
Her scarlet heart for the risen day
Serenity her dream within me
Giving into her, jasmine soul
“You told tea, not coffee!”
2017. Adam Blewett ©
The elixir from above
I cobbled her name in stone
Looped the G ‘s dotted her sighs
I loved her this way
Presents be my attentive hold
Are they my diamond eyes?
I cobbled her name in my heart
The ground was sown destined to her home
Too sparkle in her diamond eyes
And lavish her with my attentive hold
I would gift her with impeding pride
Tell-her i love her goddess smile’s
2017. Adam Blewett ©
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