I N D R E A M S // 01-06-16

I was caught in the fabric,

Of daydreaming,

About a dream in which,

I was lucid dreaming,

About a dream in which,

I was writing about,

Sleepless dreaming.

Written and published by James Macdonald.


R E D // 02-05-16


Centuries have,

Conditioned us,

To think,

In brown,

And pink

Identities branded,

Barcode black and white,

By origin of ethnicity,

Or the pigment,

Of our skin

If the colour spectrum,

Shines a thousand shades,

Of you & I,

Inconceivable to human eyes;

Prejudice is ultraviolet,

Racism is colour blind.

Written and published by James Macdonald

P E R F E C T D A Y // 30-04-16

Beautiful morning;

Sun shimmering high,

As we paint perfect portraits,

Not a cloud in the sky

With pools to bathe in,

Of crystalline blue,

What a magnificent life,

For me & you

Beneath champagne showers,

Confetti will shoot,

In palaces of paradise,

Made for two

Transfixed in the Twilight,

We’ll watch birds take flight,

As dawn turns to dusk,

and day turns to night

Serenaded by silence,

As the world passes by,

A moment of solace,

Between you & I


Mouthfuls of forever,

Sweet whispers say,

Oh, what a feeling:

“A Perfect Day”

In the dark of the hour,

Stars will shine,

Your eyes glisten like diamonds:

Precious adamantine

Memories made,

In essence of time,

Waiting on words,

Hard to define

No camera lens,

Can capture,

The emotion,

Of today:

This is my “I Love You”

“A Perfect day”.

Written and published by James Macdonald

Y O U // 01-03-16

Most stargazers,

Seek infinite universes,

In girls so celestial;

All the planets perfectly align

But I was unlike any astrophile

And she was a space odyssey like no other

Amidst the aurora and stardust


Every collapse

And creation

Resonates the

Atoms of




Poem written and published by James Macdonald.

I N E Q U A L I T Y // 02-01-16


Why are moths treated worse than butterflies,

And bluebottles are only infatuated by death & what dies,

What if flamingos were regarded as masculine/feminine creatures,

And iguanas no longer felt invisible to naked eyes.


Why are terrapins treated worse than turtles,

And vultures are bedeviled by the thought of what rots,

What if ugly ducklings were deemed as beautiful as white swans,

And wild leopards were commemorated for changing their spots.


What if dark horses were heroic and natural born winners,

And wasps’ temperament weren’t as self destructive as bees,

Why are underdogs discounted before running a race,

And elephants are plagued by insecurities.


In a world that picks apart our imperfections,

In our faults and in our flaws,

That discriminates against our differences,

And abuses us like animals.


We are all beautiful,

And deserve to be loved equally,

Us and organisms alike,

Won’t be punctured by prejudice,

And celebrate peace & diversity.


This world epitomises beauty;

From every footmark to footprint that walks the earth beside you,

Every animal should be equal,

Every man and woman too.


Poem written and published by James Macdonald.

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