Suncharged

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

Sometimes wonder if my writing comes from the angels and God?

Not in a blasphemous way, the Holy Spirit flows through our bod!

Suncharged and ignited, words directly into Google Keep Notes,

Poets are on passing ships, please stop and see my word boats.

An amalgamation of wonders seems to be out of reach,

Work, taxes and death are not a tasty and eternal peach.

Trying to get to the epicentre, find out a meaning of all this,

Judas's are seemingly everywhere and giving a betrayer's kiss.

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  • sorenbarrett

    Religious wording and connotations permeate this piece. Lovely

  • orchidee

    I expect E.T. is behind A.I. Intelligent life on 'ere? Nooooo! But I jest. lol.

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    My friend, I think a lot of writers know this feeling…those moments where words arrive so suddenly and intensely they almost feel handed to you from somewhere beyond yourself. Then life crashes back in with work, bills, and betrayal. Deeply relatable piece, Shaun. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

    • Shaunmatthewcpoetry

      Thanks pal, yeah does feel like I'm not writing at times.



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