I bid you goodnight

An eary shadow
Walks the rooms
As we sleep at night

A flicker of a candlelight
Against the Painted walls
as I am passed by

Who is it in the hall
Who is it on the stairs
I hear a breath of air

I feel it on my neck
I hear the deepened breath
Who’s there

Who is it that we hear
When the floorboards
Creak at night

Whoever you are
Hello and I hope
you are alright

I hope the nights are
Not to dark
And I bid you goodnight

Copyright Brian cee poet

arrows then muskets

A bullet a bomb
Still man carries on
Poison or explosion
Still man has the solution

No matter what race
Or color of the face
Still war gathers pace
And mans in a space race

The riffle the gun
There is man at the trigger
They just follow orders
With pace and with vigor

So if anyone tells you
That mankind is good
Tell Mother Nature
And look under mans hood

There you will see
What man has become
With there arrows then muskets
Then bombs and then guns.

Copyright. Brian cee poet

No Pain No Blood No Bullets is good

If your brought up with war
will you wage war
If you value your life
will you spare someones life

If you handle a machine gun
will you kill someone
If you handle a bandage
will you repair someone

But if your told to kill
Will you always kill
and if your told to love
will you always love

So love not war no war anymore
as people die but people live
They have the memories
of love that’s lost and pain that’s had

No Pain No Blood No Bullets is good

Don’t forget

Don’t forget the chicken
Don’t forget the ground

Don’t forget the people
Running all around

Don’t forget to speak
Don’t forget to learn

Don’t forget to grow up
Don’t forget to money earn

Don’t forget to live your life
Don’t forget your husband or wife

Don’t forget to remember
Don’t forget it ends your dead

Goodnight Goodbye Live On

Today I Died
I left no will
This gave my family
A little bill

But now I lay
In the chapel of rest
Some family have visited
Others just guessed

What I would look like
All made up
And the tears are shed
As my story was told

As I get ready
To become dust
I will then be sent to the
Place they must

Send my soul
To a place of joy
Where people go I say
goodnight goodbye live on

Copyright Brian cee poet

Coffee best drink of the day

I lay a wake it’s 3am
What can I do at this
Time of day

I am still awake
It’s four o’clock
What is wrong with the coffee clock

Wide awake still
It’s five am well
Coffee time it must be then

Well just woke up
With my coffee cold
It’s is now at seven thirty

It will soon be time
To wake and be Lively
so welcome to the day

So I grind the beans And clean the basket Place the grounds and tamper down Ad the hot water and drink

That’s the start of
Of the next new day
As I taste the coffee and remember

Coffee best drink of the day


In a heart is love
That grows in life
When you find
Your partner
husband or wife

In a life is a heart
Which beats fast or slow
Depends on
what In your life
You do or know

What you do in life
You must journal
As you go
Because you can not
Go back that we know

So remember all love
Remember all dreams
As your life will go faster
And faster
it seems

So then you lay
Peaceful they say
But how do they know
What you would do
Today .

Copyright Brianceepoet 2014