'All in life is perspective' Music whispered in my ear, while the sea breeze nodded reluctantly.

Logan J Parker 

January 2019

The man has returned 

Languid like a seagull in the wind,

Soft like a sea stone 

down in the deep blue sea.

Paintings in his skull.

Music in his skin.

Stories in his hands.

His smile is mine tonight.

I…

Travelling is just like swimming.
You got your feet off the ground, 
Crumbling motion, 
Your limbs go floating, 
Free from the worries 
you've been carrying 
In your shoulders. 
Your heart goes fishing, 
Those promises of love, 
On the road. 

Travelling…

My heart belongs to the wilderness, 
The skies still red like a never-ending song. 
As long as there is the ocean for me to look upon, 
I'll cross it once, twice, 
back and forth, 
until the sun sets and the…

Some people draw lines in the sand 
I stretch my hopes and walk over rocks 
My soul goes swimming with sharks 
in Lynton bay. 

I'd like to sit here with my man one day, 
Sing till dawn, 
Lay my bones…

Your life, my life. 

Doesn't it mean the same thing? 
Your heart, my heart. Don't they beat the same way? 
Your skin, my skin. Touch it. 
Touch me. 
Do it again. 
Doesn't it feel exactly the same? 

I am what…

Music is that very thin line lost in the horizon,

distant dream so close at sight.

Some say they are far away,

those cloudy notes of pure delight.

But I sat in the sand, day and night,

holding it all…

I asked the moon one night 

“will you light my soul on fire?” 

“I ain't got flames like that star over there.” 

She answered pointing west. 

My eyes rushed through the night sky, 

stumbled upon two lonesome clouds, 

patiently waiting…

Love is water running when you're thirsty. 

Love feels like sunbeams burning in your tummy. 

Oh love! 

 Snow flakes falling in the summer. 

 Love is music playing in the toilet. 

 Love is sharing a full bowl 

 of sweet popcorn 

 in…

I want hate to fill up my entire body 

and ignite my soul 

I want it all over the table 

Spilling onto the floor. 

I want to slam that door. 

I want to find a way out this misery and…

In the dead of the night 

I am going back in time 

Going back 

To the days we left behind. 

And I’ll never hear your voice again 

Whispering in my ear in the morning 

Your fingers sweeping away all the…

No one has ever seen what's behind that frail smile of yours. 

A thousand words echoed. 

A million doors were shut right before 

 that beautiful and frail smile of yours. 

Tears have been falling heavy in the dark. 

They've warned…