Friends we are
Often required to consider
Ourselves less than valuable
Based on the sense of worth we
Perceive others to hold
On our true self
Thus we begin to devalue
Ourselves
And our world
To the detriment of
All things important
And harmonious
I ask you
To reconsider so
That in truly valuing self
We can better serve
All of mankind
And friendships true worth
13 October 2016
24 December 2015
Disillusioned
To be disillusioned, first live under an illusion.
Is any of this real.. or is it all a huge joke?
You be the judge but be real
Or not.. I don't care.
I may finish this at a later date.. when I'm less embittered.
Is any of this real.. or is it all a huge joke?
You be the judge but be real
Or not.. I don't care.
I may finish this at a later date.. when I'm less embittered.
10 February 2012
The Sofa
So here we are again at weeks end
I'm thinking of beer and BBQ
Mountain bikes and fishing trips
Friends and family over to eat
Laughter and teasing over photos
Old Kids chasing kids and chasing dogs
Screaming and giggling, fighting, running
Sunlit tired bodies rest on the swing seat
Desultory conversations about plans and ambitions
Sudden animation as the truck pulls up outside
Big men carry packages into the lounge
When everyone leaves we can relax
Turn on the TV and sit on our new sofa
I'm thinking of beer and BBQ
Mountain bikes and fishing trips
Friends and family over to eat
Laughter and teasing over photos
Old Kids chasing kids and chasing dogs
Screaming and giggling, fighting, running
Sunlit tired bodies rest on the swing seat
Desultory conversations about plans and ambitions
Sudden animation as the truck pulls up outside
Big men carry packages into the lounge
When everyone leaves we can relax
Turn on the TV and sit on our new sofa
19 September 2011
A Working Week in Twelve Steps
Monday
Morning coffee
Monthly meeting
Minutes & agenda
Motions
Movements
Monetary projections
Maureen's leaving
Money for gifts
Memories shared
Marzipan cake
Mojitos after work
Tuesday
Transforming budgets
Trialed ideas
Tasting coffee
Tasty treats
Transporting product
Training recruits
Testing output
Taking stock
Travel home
Taties & steak
Thinking of bed
Wednesday
Weekly paper
Wandering execs
Whispered liaisons
Weight watchers
Wilted lettuce
Wine with dinner
Watch the news
Wash the dishes
Weighted eyes
Washed bodies
Wrapped warmly
Thursday
Trendy clothes
Traditional methods
Thorough cleaning
Tasteful Decoration
Ticked off bosses
Tuned up workers
Thrashing out issues
Threatening letters
Throbbing heads
Tasty dinner
Turning in early
Friday
Friendly greetings
Final reports
Fashion foobars
Fancy lunches
Finding parties
Firing off emails
Fixing computers
Finishing early
Friday drinks
Fish & chips
Finished.
5 September 2011
Marakopa Waves
Marakopa waves
Barbed wire fences
Choices we make
Based on frames
Of reference
Choices dictated by
Education and understanding
Ethics put aside for
Passions or not
As need and desire dictate
6 foot waves or 5 metre fences
What is the difference
We can make?
To thinking, understanding
And decision making
To enable ourselves
And others
To enjoy the waves.
23 August 2011
Speaking to a group
I cant help thinking
We speak a lot, whilst saying little
People talk to be heard, words fall like heavy rain
Numbing our senses & prohibiting thought
My mind screams out of the fog
Asking for peace & time to catch up
Do they take note of the sagging heads & drooping eyes
Surreptitious glances at watch & phone
I sit here as they think I'm taking notes
The world is a noisy place
We speak a lot, whilst saying little
People talk to be heard, words fall like heavy rain
Numbing our senses & prohibiting thought
My mind screams out of the fog
Asking for peace & time to catch up
Do they take note of the sagging heads & drooping eyes
Surreptitious glances at watch & phone
I sit here as they think I'm taking notes
The world is a noisy place
Red Sands
Red Sands
Stretching away miles
Interspersed with
Small hill and scrub
Land of lizard
And rainbow
Hunter stalks forward
Stops
One legged stance
Tastes the breeze
Creeping slowly
Toward dinner
Throws his spear
Stretching away miles
Interspersed with
Small hill and scrub
Land of lizard
And rainbow
Hunter stalks forward
Stops
One legged stance
Tastes the breeze
Creeping slowly
Toward dinner
Throws his spear
16 August 2011
And still
I write of love
and sun and sand
beaches and trees
green leaves and bbqs
snow storms in the south
as the weather crashes
Sunlight in the north
hot pools and hot lunches
much laughter over latte
groups of friends
spending time
and a dime or two
on clothes and play
to while away the day
before nights adventures
of dinner and romance
in simmering water
followed by walking
and talking
holding of hands
movies and popcorn
to follow with bed
to be warm and soporific
and still
and sun and sand
beaches and trees
green leaves and bbqs
snow storms in the south
as the weather crashes
Sunlight in the north
hot pools and hot lunches
much laughter over latte
groups of friends
spending time
and a dime or two
on clothes and play
to while away the day
before nights adventures
of dinner and romance
in simmering water
followed by walking
and talking
holding of hands
movies and popcorn
to follow with bed
to be warm and soporific
and still
15 August 2011
Benefit
Gambling is a way
to return to those
who pay our wages
the benefits attained
from our labors
which if I'm right
they already have
to return to those
who pay our wages
the benefits attained
from our labors
which if I'm right
they already have
The Need to Gamble
Gamblers and their needs
met by machine and card
costing bread and milk
taken from the mouths
of babies and parents
stolen funds and stolen lives
redeemed in bar and club
to feed the addiction
and compulsion of rich men
to make money from who and why?
met by machine and card
costing bread and milk
taken from the mouths
of babies and parents
stolen funds and stolen lives
redeemed in bar and club
to feed the addiction
and compulsion of rich men
to make money from who and why?
Shames Reversal
I got to thinking
About shame
& bad feeling
About how to shift
From bad to good
From wrong to right
About recognition
I got it wrong
I messed it up
About being mad at me
An end time
A new start
About conclusion
A timely reminder
To treat me gently
About shame
& bad feeling
About how to shift
From bad to good
From wrong to right
About recognition
I got it wrong
I messed it up
About being mad at me
An end time
A new start
About conclusion
A timely reminder
To treat me gently
13 June 2011
Nebulous
Clouds of information streaming
From mouths to ears
Regurgitating air and noise
Overt politeness masking aggressive intent
And controlling ideology
Working through issues and tasks
Internal politics and alliances
Vying and jockeying for position
Interesting though it is
Really - what does it all mean?
From mouths to ears
Regurgitating air and noise
Overt politeness masking aggressive intent
And controlling ideology
Working through issues and tasks
Internal politics and alliances
Vying and jockeying for position
Interesting though it is
Really - what does it all mean?
1 June 2011
The Meeting
Cantankerous old men and silly girls
Flirting with wasting time as a distraction
From the important business of being alive
To serve those other lonely people
Who are spending money and time
In order to avoid the important business
Of being alive to serve mankind
In improving the lot of those
Even less fortunate
Who struggle
Simply to live
Flirting with wasting time as a distraction
From the important business of being alive
To serve those other lonely people
Who are spending money and time
In order to avoid the important business
Of being alive to serve mankind
In improving the lot of those
Even less fortunate
Who struggle
Simply to live
23 March 2011
Comprehension
I have to wonder
at man's propensity for trying
to control all things
that he might be in charge
even of the things
he did not create
striving to order
a world of perceived chaos
that he might
be able to understand
that which is beyond comprehension
and by this I mean
man himself
at man's propensity for trying
to control all things
that he might be in charge
even of the things
he did not create
striving to order
a world of perceived chaos
that he might
be able to understand
that which is beyond comprehension
and by this I mean
man himself
8 March 2011
We will see what we see
we will see what we see
what will be will be
to see daddy you must look as a child
fresh and free to observe and wonder
what is this thing that I see
My name is Lucy and I see what I see
What I see is beauty and funny and terribly interesting
I would like to see more of this and that
to explore with my eyes and my ears
my nose and my toes and my fingers too
to taste and smell and touch and feel
to hear and to see what I will see
this is the things that make me, me
I am Lucy you see
do you see me
am I pretty
what will be will be
to see daddy you must look as a child
fresh and free to observe and wonder
what is this thing that I see
My name is Lucy and I see what I see
What I see is beauty and funny and terribly interesting
I would like to see more of this and that
to explore with my eyes and my ears
my nose and my toes and my fingers too
to taste and smell and touch and feel
to hear and to see what I will see
this is the things that make me, me
I am Lucy you see
do you see me
am I pretty
3 February 2011
Find You
Find you I will.. and we will be...
What is , is
already and irrevocably
warmth and burning
desires and sleepless nights
the perhaps and maybes
wanting and running scared
to be aware of yearning for the one
who perhaps can fill the void
to make whole the unit of two
friends and so much more
perhaps.
What is , is
already and irrevocably
warmth and burning
desires and sleepless nights
the perhaps and maybes
wanting and running scared
to be aware of yearning for the one
who perhaps can fill the void
to make whole the unit of two
friends and so much more
perhaps.
26 July 2009
A note to me and you and someone else.
Discovered lines of long forgotten text
A dusty wine bottle resides in darkest corner
Tatachilla partners? Time and choice will dictate
A date, October 30th, another coming of age
Are you really the complete deal and this sweet?
Or do I marry you and your instantly transformed
Into a serial killer and I’m forever being relocated?
Are you man enough to step up and to own that which you say is yours?
Darkly husky red flows from this the new bottle
Dry on the palate, old memories and new are good
A coming of age in celebration of having made it this far
And having plenty left, I hear your heart beating loud as thunder
A dusty wine bottle resides in darkest corner
Tatachilla partners? Time and choice will dictate
A date, October 30th, another coming of age
Are you really the complete deal and this sweet?
Or do I marry you and your instantly transformed
Into a serial killer and I’m forever being relocated?
Are you man enough to step up and to own that which you say is yours?
Darkly husky red flows from this the new bottle
Dry on the palate, old memories and new are good
A coming of age in celebration of having made it this far
And having plenty left, I hear your heart beating loud as thunder
16 November 2008
Summers Day
Of sun and rain
love and lust
And drunken passions
Roasted legs of mutton
Sausages and steak
Crates of beer and bottled wine
Fizzy for the kids
Potato Salad and lettuce too
Naked littlies in sprinklers play
Mums and Dads drink away
The last dying rays of summers
Long long day blended with
Sunscreen and waves
Trees and sand
Last swim kids
Come on now
Hand in hand we walk
Home to bed
love and lust
And drunken passions
Roasted legs of mutton
Sausages and steak
Crates of beer and bottled wine
Fizzy for the kids
Potato Salad and lettuce too
Naked littlies in sprinklers play
Mums and Dads drink away
The last dying rays of summers
Long long day blended with
Sunscreen and waves
Trees and sand
Last swim kids
Come on now
Hand in hand we walk
Home to bed
31 October 2008
Surprised Musings
Musings on creativity and love
seemingly spontaneous connections
perhaps provided by a benevolent creator
intent upon the happiness of his children
or is it coincidence? A fluke? I hear you ask
did this thing really happen to us
today and yesterday blending, becoming one
creating a hope for tomorrow and futures to come
entwined by bonds of complete surprise
holding back and wanting to enfold one another
in arms of soft supporting warmth
cushioning each from the blows
of life's tempests and tantrums meted out by others
wanting, yearning for the gentleness of lovers
who truly appreciate the value of the other
and yet being free to let our mate be free
encouraging creativity and love to grow
following a path of blissful friendship
into who knows where but what fun
and what passionate hope in each
seemingly spontaneous connections
perhaps provided by a benevolent creator
intent upon the happiness of his children
or is it coincidence? A fluke? I hear you ask
did this thing really happen to us
today and yesterday blending, becoming one
creating a hope for tomorrow and futures to come
entwined by bonds of complete surprise
holding back and wanting to enfold one another
in arms of soft supporting warmth
cushioning each from the blows
of life's tempests and tantrums meted out by others
wanting, yearning for the gentleness of lovers
who truly appreciate the value of the other
and yet being free to let our mate be free
encouraging creativity and love to grow
following a path of blissful friendship
into who knows where but what fun
and what passionate hope in each
19 June 2007
Your Eyes
Your eyes tell a story
Of mischief and madness
Music from the sea and tunes from the rocks
Playing the wind through the grasses
Pixie dust and playful stupidity
I’m mad, you’re mad, come play some music with me
Be happy and free in this world of night and day
Drink of this wine of happiness and splendor
Cause a little mayhem here in the sand
Stir up some humor and craziness
Come let us play the strings of insanity
Until the sun creeps over the dunes
Of mischief and madness
Music from the sea and tunes from the rocks
Playing the wind through the grasses
Pixie dust and playful stupidity
I’m mad, you’re mad, come play some music with me
Be happy and free in this world of night and day
Drink of this wine of happiness and splendor
Cause a little mayhem here in the sand
Stir up some humor and craziness
Come let us play the strings of insanity
Until the sun creeps over the dunes
Wood Chopping
Thumping grinding pounding noise
Wood screams, torn apart
Shrieking whine of axe on grain
Slicing aggression ripping through flesh
Smashing knots
Chips fly and settle
Beads of resin seeping out
Dripping sap like blood
Staining earth from whence it came
Wood screams, torn apart
Shrieking whine of axe on grain
Slicing aggression ripping through flesh
Smashing knots
Chips fly and settle
Beads of resin seeping out
Dripping sap like blood
Staining earth from whence it came
Wide Open Space
Full of sky and air
Clouds white and gray
Sun shining, rain falling
The moon rises
Darkness settles down
Like a cloak of black
Cold and spooky
Full of promise
Sparkles the stars
One then more
Still more and the moon
Shining bright
Ice cold frost
In the trees
On the ground
Crackles underfoot
I walk with you
In this wide open space
In love with you
And this night
Of first beginnings
Dark but warm
Under this blanket
In this wide open space
Wrapped in your arms
Clouds white and gray
Sun shining, rain falling
The moon rises
Darkness settles down
Like a cloak of black
Cold and spooky
Full of promise
Sparkles the stars
One then more
Still more and the moon
Shining bright
Ice cold frost
In the trees
On the ground
Crackles underfoot
I walk with you
In this wide open space
In love with you
And this night
Of first beginnings
Dark but warm
Under this blanket
In this wide open space
Wrapped in your arms
Love Mum
You’re such a baby
Life can be hard
Toughen Up
Live today
Tomorrow will come
Get a life
Get up
Go play
Go work
You’re such a baby
Happiness is your responsibility
It’s your choice
Don’t hassle me with your needs
Go be happy
Love Mum
Life can be hard
Toughen Up
Live today
Tomorrow will come
Get a life
Get up
Go play
Go work
You’re such a baby
Happiness is your responsibility
It’s your choice
Don’t hassle me with your needs
Go be happy
Love Mum
Waiting To Die
Waiting to die, that’s me.
I guess we all are really.
Sooner or later it’s bound to happen
Maybe today or even next week.
We will all die, hopefully free of all sorrow
What we do in this life will make the call for us
How we act, what we believe and how we spend our time.
So as I sit waiting to die, what will I do with this time on my side?
And you? What will you do with your last batch of days?
Could we do it together?
Waiting to die is better with you.
I guess we all are really.
Sooner or later it’s bound to happen
Maybe today or even next week.
We will all die, hopefully free of all sorrow
What we do in this life will make the call for us
How we act, what we believe and how we spend our time.
So as I sit waiting to die, what will I do with this time on my side?
And you? What will you do with your last batch of days?
Could we do it together?
Waiting to die is better with you.
Tomorrow
What’s the point of all this greed?
Why work for what you can not have?
Seek only for today that which you will have tomorrow.
Plan for a future full of joy
Be happy where you are
Don’t waste time on futile yearnings
What is in a possession?
Today is where you must live.
Plan for tomorrow but expect to not reach it.
Life is for now. Be happy
Be busy.
Be fruitful.
Life is fun
Life is adventure beyond what we know
Dare to be happy today.
Tomorrow will come
Or it won’t.
You have no say in tomorrow’s day.
Live in today, the next will be better.
What can we lose but that which we do not own.
Life is an instant and done
We are here and gone beyond
Today is now.
Tomorrow is already here
And yesterday is yet to come.
Why work for what you can not have?
Seek only for today that which you will have tomorrow.
Plan for a future full of joy
Be happy where you are
Don’t waste time on futile yearnings
What is in a possession?
Today is where you must live.
Plan for tomorrow but expect to not reach it.
Life is for now. Be happy
Be busy.
Be fruitful.
Life is fun
Life is adventure beyond what we know
Dare to be happy today.
Tomorrow will come
Or it won’t.
You have no say in tomorrow’s day.
Live in today, the next will be better.
What can we lose but that which we do not own.
Life is an instant and done
We are here and gone beyond
Today is now.
Tomorrow is already here
And yesterday is yet to come.
Today
I awoke
The sun shone down
This day is mine
To be alive
To taste
To feel
To do
This day is mine
To be happy
The sun shone down
This day is mine
To be alive
To taste
To feel
To do
This day is mine
To be happy
The Utterance Of Beauty
The utterance of beauty exclaimed from afar
Just a glimpse in passing of raven haired youth
Flitting and preening before a mirror
Designed to enhance the wonder
Of vanity and self fantasy
Dressed for dinner at a restaurant
Romantic candles and wine
Sweet talk and unspoken promises
Waiter hovers to offer specials and drinks
But our lovers have eyes for each other
Everything else is irrelevant
Just a glimpse in passing of raven haired youth
Flitting and preening before a mirror
Designed to enhance the wonder
Of vanity and self fantasy
Dressed for dinner at a restaurant
Romantic candles and wine
Sweet talk and unspoken promises
Waiter hovers to offer specials and drinks
But our lovers have eyes for each other
Everything else is irrelevant
The Tree
Whatever happened to the tree?
I played in it once or twice
When I was young and smart
It was in the yard where we lived
It looked so big to me
Branches stretching out and up
I had a hut up in that tree
Four walls and a floor
Didn’t have a roof, I liked the rain
Then I grew up, moved away
Lived in the city, got a job
Had my own young family
I went home the other week
And there it stood still
Looking the same
We all grow up, get bigger
Change our plans
But hey, not the tree
It stays the same, always big
Stretching up and out
Waiting for us to come home
I played in it once or twice
When I was young and smart
It was in the yard where we lived
It looked so big to me
Branches stretching out and up
I had a hut up in that tree
Four walls and a floor
Didn’t have a roof, I liked the rain
Then I grew up, moved away
Lived in the city, got a job
Had my own young family
I went home the other week
And there it stood still
Looking the same
We all grow up, get bigger
Change our plans
But hey, not the tree
It stays the same, always big
Stretching up and out
Waiting for us to come home
The One Important Thing
The tears roll gently down your face
Sadness at the loss
Bleak smiles and resignation
It is gone but there is hope
Acceptance of what happened
Sobs escape as you mourn
Cleansing pain and tears of grief
Done but still we hope for hope
And wait to see if it returns
These tears continue unabated
Expressions of your sadness
Sighs as you lay down
To sleep then and to wait
For the renewal of tomorrow
A day to make it new
Sadness at the loss
Bleak smiles and resignation
It is gone but there is hope
Acceptance of what happened
Sobs escape as you mourn
Cleansing pain and tears of grief
Done but still we hope for hope
And wait to see if it returns
These tears continue unabated
Expressions of your sadness
Sighs as you lay down
To sleep then and to wait
For the renewal of tomorrow
A day to make it new
The Dog House
Central city humour
Spacies and Mohawks
Couzies and bros
Giz a 20 eh mate
Knife fights and hot dogs
Beer and fizzy drink
Broken glass and laughter
Playing to be seen
Scrapping gangs
Tagging with spray cans
Kids filled with sadness
Acting staunch
What you looking at?
Smoking and drinking
Chatting up the chicks
Punched for looking wrong
But worth it eh
Street cred
Spacies and Mohawks
Couzies and bros
Giz a 20 eh mate
Knife fights and hot dogs
Beer and fizzy drink
Broken glass and laughter
Playing to be seen
Scrapping gangs
Tagging with spray cans
Kids filled with sadness
Acting staunch
What you looking at?
Smoking and drinking
Chatting up the chicks
Punched for looking wrong
But worth it eh
Street cred
The Blank Canvas
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
What will you paint?
What will you draw?
Will it be happy or sad?
Colored or grey
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
Red, blue or yellow
What will you make?
A masterpiece is waiting
For you to create it
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
Begin today
Finish tomorrow
For a true work of art
Is seldom finished
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
A work in progress
Is how it should be
A little now and later
No hurry lets get it right
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
And it’s yours
If you want it
Take it and paint
If you dare to try
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
What will you paint?
What will you draw?
Will it be happy or sad?
Colored or grey
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
Red, blue or yellow
What will you make?
A masterpiece is waiting
For you to create it
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
Begin today
Finish tomorrow
For a true work of art
Is seldom finished
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
A work in progress
Is how it should be
A little now and later
No hurry lets get it right
Life is but a canvas
Devoid of all color
Stretched and waiting
For the artist
And it’s yours
If you want it
Take it and paint
If you dare to try
Teenage Life
Anguished cries of frustration and need
Screams of a soul attempting to make sense
Of a world of indifference and blindness
To the need to be heard and understood
Treated as a child, wanting to be adult
Struggling with the pangs of emerging maturity
And the related issues of sex and learning of self
Confidence wanes and self image stressed
Trying to balance the needs of classroom
And friendships and racial requirements
Cultural identity beckons as do friends and parties
Threaded in with sexuality and boys and girls
Desires barely disguised by looking cool
Wrestling with parental control
Wanting boundaries to stretch
And stay the same.
Screams of a soul attempting to make sense
Of a world of indifference and blindness
To the need to be heard and understood
Treated as a child, wanting to be adult
Struggling with the pangs of emerging maturity
And the related issues of sex and learning of self
Confidence wanes and self image stressed
Trying to balance the needs of classroom
And friendships and racial requirements
Cultural identity beckons as do friends and parties
Threaded in with sexuality and boys and girls
Desires barely disguised by looking cool
Wrestling with parental control
Wanting boundaries to stretch
And stay the same.
Teenage Boy
Burning like a coal
Fluttering and aching
Heart races at parting
Yearns to be joined
My heart breaks more
For the risk of your loss
Anxious thoughts
Happy days of anticipation
Senseless drive to make you smile
Gifts and little touches
Outpouring of my need
To hold you forever safe
The pain it continues
Unabated until you are mine
Pulsing through this body
Stupid thoughts of death
Fluttering and aching
Heart races at parting
Yearns to be joined
My heart breaks more
For the risk of your loss
Anxious thoughts
Happy days of anticipation
Senseless drive to make you smile
Gifts and little touches
Outpouring of my need
To hold you forever safe
The pain it continues
Unabated until you are mine
Pulsing through this body
Stupid thoughts of death
Tears
Tears run down my face
I mourn for the thing
That never was
I fell like a stone
Through that door
Into the fire
Fierce heat then gone
Senseless loss of something
That maybe was great
Splash of sun
On an otherwise bleak day
Here to tease but no
Tears run down my face
I mourn for the thing
That never was
I mourn for the thing
That never was
I fell like a stone
Through that door
Into the fire
Fierce heat then gone
Senseless loss of something
That maybe was great
Splash of sun
On an otherwise bleak day
Here to tease but no
Tears run down my face
I mourn for the thing
That never was
Surfing
Paddling past the break
Summer sun on wet suited backs
Hair bleached by sun and sea
Slicked back by waves frothy
Ducking under breaking water
Up again and paddling
Now sitting and watching
Incoming set building
Tension and excitement
Counting the break
Timing the take off
Turning, paddling
Board gathers speed
Smooth motion
Crouching then up
Exhilaration of speed
Twisting, turning
Down and bottom turn back up
Riding the crest
Racing the wall of water
Inside the barrel
Hand on the face
Roaring wave crashing
Wipeout
Tumbling twisting
Green room
Popping up to paddle back out
Waving to mates waiting
Fantastic rush of life
Camaraderie of surfers
All here for fun and living
The zone of total silence
Yet loud piercing joy
Of sand, water, sunscreen and wax
Leg ropes and fins
Cutting, slicing waves of purest blue green
Sparkling with the promise
Of times yet to come
BBQ and beer
Bronzed bikini clad bodies
Dancing around the fire
Summer sun on wet suited backs
Hair bleached by sun and sea
Slicked back by waves frothy
Ducking under breaking water
Up again and paddling
Now sitting and watching
Incoming set building
Tension and excitement
Counting the break
Timing the take off
Turning, paddling
Board gathers speed
Smooth motion
Crouching then up
Exhilaration of speed
Twisting, turning
Down and bottom turn back up
Riding the crest
Racing the wall of water
Inside the barrel
Hand on the face
Roaring wave crashing
Wipeout
Tumbling twisting
Green room
Popping up to paddle back out
Waving to mates waiting
Fantastic rush of life
Camaraderie of surfers
All here for fun and living
The zone of total silence
Yet loud piercing joy
Of sand, water, sunscreen and wax
Leg ropes and fins
Cutting, slicing waves of purest blue green
Sparkling with the promise
Of times yet to come
BBQ and beer
Bronzed bikini clad bodies
Dancing around the fire
Stanmore Home For Boys
Unruly groups of boys
Small and not so small
Teams 1, 2 and 3
Earn your privileges
Earn your rights
Don’t fight
Don’t swear
Do as you’re told
Help the cook
Wash the dishes
Peel the spuds
Clean the floor
Serve the meals
Scrape the plates
Get a wee pastry treat
Team sports and boxing
Run with a medicine ball
Scrag in the concrete gym
Learn to be hard
Play as a team
Look to the big boys
Fight for what you can win
School and learning to add
Swimming at lunchtime
Barefoot tennis and soccer
Spotlight games in the dark
Milo and cookies
Neville draws cartoons before bed
Pillow fights in the dormitory
Scraping of knees and elbows
There’s a fight on the concrete
Rolling around in shorts
Boys and staff in a circle
Blood and bruises
Locked up for 2 days
Loss of privileges
Caring staff
Doing what they can
Showing love but not too much
Keeping the rules
Keeping the peace
Sharing a joke
Visiting Day
Small and not so small
Teams 1, 2 and 3
Earn your privileges
Earn your rights
Don’t fight
Don’t swear
Do as you’re told
Help the cook
Wash the dishes
Peel the spuds
Clean the floor
Serve the meals
Scrape the plates
Get a wee pastry treat
Team sports and boxing
Run with a medicine ball
Scrag in the concrete gym
Learn to be hard
Play as a team
Look to the big boys
Fight for what you can win
School and learning to add
Swimming at lunchtime
Barefoot tennis and soccer
Spotlight games in the dark
Milo and cookies
Neville draws cartoons before bed
Pillow fights in the dormitory
Scraping of knees and elbows
There’s a fight on the concrete
Rolling around in shorts
Boys and staff in a circle
Blood and bruises
Locked up for 2 days
Loss of privileges
Caring staff
Doing what they can
Showing love but not too much
Keeping the rules
Keeping the peace
Sharing a joke
Visiting Day
Sneaking Autumn
Here before she knew
Tree changing color
Losing its leaves
Soft skin wrinkles
Eyes less sharp
Life is still young
Summer was here
But now it’s autumn
Time to reflect
And prepare for winter
Tree changing color
Losing its leaves
Soft skin wrinkles
Eyes less sharp
Life is still young
Summer was here
But now it’s autumn
Time to reflect
And prepare for winter
Sitting Naked In A Glass Of Bubbles
Sitting naked in a glass of bubbles
Sipping from the wine of love
Feasting on this life we have
Warmth emanates from you
Passing the grapes
Soft touches ‘
Small kisses tentative
Shy smiles looks away
The night rises quickly
Dark and sweet
Stars reflect on wine
Depth unfathomable
Reveling in you
Enjoying the bubbles
Loving you more
Holding you close
Whispered yearnings
Moaning in the quiet
Touching your face
Talking Sharing
Sitting naked in a glass of bubbles
Sipping from the wine of love
Feasting on this life we have
Warmth emanates from you
Sipping from the wine of love
Feasting on this life we have
Warmth emanates from you
Passing the grapes
Soft touches ‘
Small kisses tentative
Shy smiles looks away
The night rises quickly
Dark and sweet
Stars reflect on wine
Depth unfathomable
Reveling in you
Enjoying the bubbles
Loving you more
Holding you close
Whispered yearnings
Moaning in the quiet
Touching your face
Talking Sharing
Sitting naked in a glass of bubbles
Sipping from the wine of love
Feasting on this life we have
Warmth emanates from you
Romantic Difficulty
Rain falls in sheets
Runs fast down the drive
To pool in the already flooded gutter
Inside a boy and a girl
Trying to work out how this thing works
Making sense of this love and chaos
Learning to co exist
Giving and holding back from
Committing everything
Wanting and needing to share
Yearning to be okay together
Struggling with issues both seen
And unseen in the beauty of couples
Talking through stuff
Hugs and laughter
He tries to be considerate
Used to living alone
And she is adapting to having
This bloke living in her space
Love blooms like sunlight
Runs fast down the drive
To pool in the already flooded gutter
Inside a boy and a girl
Trying to work out how this thing works
Making sense of this love and chaos
Learning to co exist
Giving and holding back from
Committing everything
Wanting and needing to share
Yearning to be okay together
Struggling with issues both seen
And unseen in the beauty of couples
Talking through stuff
Hugs and laughter
He tries to be considerate
Used to living alone
And she is adapting to having
This bloke living in her space
Love blooms like sunlight
Rich Mans Creed
Don’t let them think
Stop them from learning
Give them a job and a mortgage
They will be our slaves
Give them some credit
Some high interest payments
300 days to pay
They will be our slaves
Pay them low interest
Take it back in fees
Fool them with fake interest
They will be our slaves
The world is for the rich
Lower class citizens are there to make us richer
They are poor and we need to keep them that way
They can work in our factories
Make our new toys
Keep them poor but make them think they are rich
That is the code of the rich mans creed
Stop them from learning
Give them a job and a mortgage
They will be our slaves
Give them some credit
Some high interest payments
300 days to pay
They will be our slaves
Pay them low interest
Take it back in fees
Fool them with fake interest
They will be our slaves
The world is for the rich
Lower class citizens are there to make us richer
They are poor and we need to keep them that way
They can work in our factories
Make our new toys
Keep them poor but make them think they are rich
That is the code of the rich mans creed
Realignment Of Worlds
Two people meet
Fall in love and marry
Both working hard
Earning loads of cash
Partying and buying a house
Enjoying each savoured moment
Of intimacy shared and given
New car and overseas holidays
Planning a family
Making a baby together
Pregnant mum to be
Pride swells his chest
Morning sickness
Scans and tests plentiful
Seeing the babies image
Total shock of unexpected emotion
Worlds have shifted suddenly
Some things less and more important
Waiting expectantly for the day
Birth and wonder
And loss of sleep
Fall in love and marry
Both working hard
Earning loads of cash
Partying and buying a house
Enjoying each savoured moment
Of intimacy shared and given
New car and overseas holidays
Planning a family
Making a baby together
Pregnant mum to be
Pride swells his chest
Morning sickness
Scans and tests plentiful
Seeing the babies image
Total shock of unexpected emotion
Worlds have shifted suddenly
Some things less and more important
Waiting expectantly for the day
Birth and wonder
And loss of sleep
Real Sweet Runner
Me car wont start mate
Giz a push would ya
Ill buys you a pint and a pie
In the pub when we are done
Wanna buy the heap
100 bucks to you mate
It’s a piece of crap
But it runs real sweet
Needs a touch up
And the seats are all cracked
But she’s a beaut mate
Come have a pint
Ill tell you the history
Of the car in the dessert
The dents are all classic
Stories in themselves
Get the next round blue
That dent in the bonnet
Kangaroo last year
Bloody thing jumped out of the bush
Was goin down south
To visit me old mum
Had to stop here
Been stuck here since
Giz a hundred bucks
So I can catch me a bus
Down south to see me old mum
She’s a real beauty and a real sweet runner mate
Giz a push would ya
Ill buys you a pint and a pie
In the pub when we are done
Wanna buy the heap
100 bucks to you mate
It’s a piece of crap
But it runs real sweet
Needs a touch up
And the seats are all cracked
But she’s a beaut mate
Come have a pint
Ill tell you the history
Of the car in the dessert
The dents are all classic
Stories in themselves
Get the next round blue
That dent in the bonnet
Kangaroo last year
Bloody thing jumped out of the bush
Was goin down south
To visit me old mum
Had to stop here
Been stuck here since
Giz a hundred bucks
So I can catch me a bus
Down south to see me old mum
She’s a real beauty and a real sweet runner mate
Psychosis
Words spoken twisted, bent, regurgitated pain
Dissecting and examining for meaning and rhythm
Revealing the evidence of my inner meanderings
Recycling the spasms of formentioned melodies
of words and syntax and diabolical fiends
Fighting the demons that dwell in the mind
Expunging the darkness of past life
Exhume the truth of ourselves
From certain death to almost suffocating
Into the breach of madness
Pain beyond comparison or comprehension
Warmth of knowing self and destruction combined
Mutilation of real lifes boundaries
Societals flowings of no consequence
Battering my own sensibilties
Searching for the void of release
Aching, yearning lust for the seemingly unobtainable
Truth beyong reality and grasp
Dissecting and examining for meaning and rhythm
Revealing the evidence of my inner meanderings
Recycling the spasms of formentioned melodies
of words and syntax and diabolical fiends
Fighting the demons that dwell in the mind
Expunging the darkness of past life
Exhume the truth of ourselves
From certain death to almost suffocating
Into the breach of madness
Pain beyond comparison or comprehension
Warmth of knowing self and destruction combined
Mutilation of real lifes boundaries
Societals flowings of no consequence
Battering my own sensibilties
Searching for the void of release
Aching, yearning lust for the seemingly unobtainable
Truth beyong reality and grasp
Poetry
Poetry
Bereft
Torn
Put together again
Slowly slowly crows the sun
Make haste for fun
Today is the day of life
What now is the cry, what now?
Make haste for the sun
Tomorrow
Bereft
Torn
Put together again
Slowly slowly crows the sun
Make haste for fun
Today is the day of life
What now is the cry, what now?
Make haste for the sun
Tomorrow
progress
Prove it to me if you can
Show me the reason to go
Forward to the sun
Away from this shady spot
Underneath this tree of sadness
Why should I go forward?
Here in this place I am safe and blue
Sadness is my friend and my ally
Come out say you and see the world
Don’t hide there but come see the sun
I like it here in my world of down
I am comfortable here in this place of sad
Cooking my dinner of depression
Down in the dumps and stuck here
My attitude sucks but I like it
So come show me the way
Let’s see what’s out there
In your world of light and warmth
Can I bring my grief?
My misery? My pain?
The blues be softer than life
So I will stay here in the shade
Underneath this tree of sadness
Holding hands with my angst
Cooking my dinner of depression
Prove it to me if you can
Give me a reason to escape
From this world I create
Convince me to come out
And try something dangerous
I might like it but i'm skeptical
Show me how to play
Like a child in springtime
Happy and free from this shade
Ready to experience this life
Show me the reason to go
Forward to the sun
Away from this shady spot
Underneath this tree of sadness
Why should I go forward?
Here in this place I am safe and blue
Sadness is my friend and my ally
Come out say you and see the world
Don’t hide there but come see the sun
I like it here in my world of down
I am comfortable here in this place of sad
Cooking my dinner of depression
Down in the dumps and stuck here
My attitude sucks but I like it
So come show me the way
Let’s see what’s out there
In your world of light and warmth
Can I bring my grief?
My misery? My pain?
The blues be softer than life
So I will stay here in the shade
Underneath this tree of sadness
Holding hands with my angst
Cooking my dinner of depression
Prove it to me if you can
Give me a reason to escape
From this world I create
Convince me to come out
And try something dangerous
I might like it but i'm skeptical
Show me how to play
Like a child in springtime
Happy and free from this shade
Ready to experience this life
Paula
Beautiful like the sun
Smile like an opening flower
Sweet as autumn wind
Warm and playful
Touches of wow
Skin like soft warmth
Radiant lovely blows my mind
Teaches me awe
Only a short time
And already impacted
I can only dream
And hope for more
Generous and trusting
I see depths to explore
Together and slowly
We go forward
Smile like an opening flower
Sweet as autumn wind
Warm and playful
Touches of wow
Skin like soft warmth
Radiant lovely blows my mind
Teaches me awe
Only a short time
And already impacted
I can only dream
And hope for more
Generous and trusting
I see depths to explore
Together and slowly
We go forward
Paper Bag Princess
So soft in this early light
You make me want to smile and cry
Your face is like water on a summer’s day
Refreshingly cool. Smooth and sweet, Pleasant
Where is the love you promised?
Did it just vanish or was it not real?
My heart you did break today
Your eyes like dark fire set wide in your face
Arms like soft linen enclosing me round
So much to offer and yet so little to give
How do you suffer alone in your head?
You are like precious metal
So rare and exquisite
But so full of sadness and pain
I take care of you
My love is undying
I see sadness and suffering
But wait
You make me want to smile and cry
Your face is like water on a summer’s day
Refreshingly cool. Smooth and sweet, Pleasant
Where is the love you promised?
Did it just vanish or was it not real?
My heart you did break today
Your eyes like dark fire set wide in your face
Arms like soft linen enclosing me round
So much to offer and yet so little to give
How do you suffer alone in your head?
You are like precious metal
So rare and exquisite
But so full of sadness and pain
I take care of you
My love is undying
I see sadness and suffering
But wait
Painting
Broad strokes define
Beauty presented before
A world of introspection
Of wonder and awe
Stilted conversations
Interspersed with concentration
Eyeing the subject
Measuring the curves and hollows
Smooth luxurious splendor
Created for indulgence
Exclaiming Satisfaction
Slender fingers turn his painting
For her inspection
Beauty presented before
A world of introspection
Of wonder and awe
Stilted conversations
Interspersed with concentration
Eyeing the subject
Measuring the curves and hollows
Smooth luxurious splendor
Created for indulgence
Exclaiming Satisfaction
Slender fingers turn his painting
For her inspection
Our People
In this world of stuff
Why are you here?
To give or to take?
People need you
But what do you want?
Money for jam?
Or money for Sam?
Give it up
Bring them up
Our people
Rich is an attitude
A well spent smile
Feed me because I need
I smell bad, I stink
So feed me with love
Bath me in your kindness
Teach me how to give
Show me the way
So I can repay
Give to others
Meet the need
And show me how
So I can give
Bring them up
Our people
Why are you here?
To give or to take?
People need you
But what do you want?
Money for jam?
Or money for Sam?
Give it up
Bring them up
Our people
Rich is an attitude
A well spent smile
Feed me because I need
I smell bad, I stink
So feed me with love
Bath me in your kindness
Teach me how to give
Show me the way
So I can repay
Give to others
Meet the need
And show me how
So I can give
Bring them up
Our people
North And South
Past and present
Future and hope
Torn, bereft and ravaged
Waves rock my very existence
Splash of spray on faces moon lit
Sunshine and kisses
North and south
Half way, I’m torn
Love for my life existing
Love for my life becoming
Bemoaning the separation
Soon these waves, this sun
And these lips will cavort for two
Soon we, you and me
Future and hope
Torn, bereft and ravaged
Waves rock my very existence
Splash of spray on faces moon lit
Sunshine and kisses
North and south
Half way, I’m torn
Love for my life existing
Love for my life becoming
Bemoaning the separation
Soon these waves, this sun
And these lips will cavort for two
Soon we, you and me
Nightmare
Darkness the season
Light seen no more
Moon beyond black cloud
Haunted by the night
The curtain flutters
Slowly envelops the room
Eating up stars
Devouring the moon
Inky blackness and nothing
Smothering of all feeling
A child screams
And whimpers
Blackness moving
Slithering evil presence
Light seen no more
Moon beyond black cloud
Haunted by the night
The curtain flutters
Slowly envelops the room
Eating up stars
Devouring the moon
Inky blackness and nothing
Smothering of all feeling
A child screams
And whimpers
Blackness moving
Slithering evil presence
My Mind Is Gone
The clouds drift across my sky
Slowly forming a picture in my mind
One day this and then the next
Softly forming and changing
White then grey
Hard then soft
Faces melt into the sun
Pictures of animals
Strange in their shapes
Drifting slowly round the world
Forming then parting
Becoming something
Then nothing
Close my eyes
I sleep, dream of a world of soft clouds
Cushioning my mind
Keeping me safe
Drifting on a sea of white
Forming a picture in my mind
Of peace and happiness
Blue sky erupts in a shower of bright
Chaos from reality
Storms come and go
Snap of the lightening
Splash of the rain
Falling on my face and hands
Darkening my smile
Chasing my dreams
Becoming a new reality
Harsh and bitter
But clean as well
Dripping down my nose
Running in my hair
Itching at my collar
Wet and cool
Soon it will shine again
And all will be bright and dry
Slowly forming a picture in my mind
One day this and then the next
Softly forming and changing
White then grey
Hard then soft
Faces melt into the sun
Pictures of animals
Strange in their shapes
Drifting slowly round the world
Forming then parting
Becoming something
Then nothing
Close my eyes
I sleep, dream of a world of soft clouds
Cushioning my mind
Keeping me safe
Drifting on a sea of white
Forming a picture in my mind
Of peace and happiness
Blue sky erupts in a shower of bright
Chaos from reality
Storms come and go
Snap of the lightening
Splash of the rain
Falling on my face and hands
Darkening my smile
Chasing my dreams
Becoming a new reality
Harsh and bitter
But clean as well
Dripping down my nose
Running in my hair
Itching at my collar
Wet and cool
Soon it will shine again
And all will be bright and dry
My Heart Breaks
Words fail me
Completely speechless
Dreaming of your arms
Your warm shoulder
Aching for your kiss
Needing your touch
Eyes like diamonds
Leading me on
I write this sitting here
Next to your warmth
Looking at your smile
My heart breaks
Completely speechless
Dreaming of your arms
Your warm shoulder
Aching for your kiss
Needing your touch
Eyes like diamonds
Leading me on
I write this sitting here
Next to your warmth
Looking at your smile
My heart breaks
My Best Friend
What begins as something magical
Turns into something beautiful
Two people
United as one but separate
Together but apart
Him and Her
This love will be
They will be together
In love
His thoughts
Her dreams
Blend together
In love
Years yearning
Worth the wait
My Best friend
I love
Turns into something beautiful
Two people
United as one but separate
Together but apart
Him and Her
This love will be
They will be together
In love
His thoughts
Her dreams
Blend together
In love
Years yearning
Worth the wait
My Best friend
I love
Mutterings
Well um yeah. I came here because some stuff happened
Do go on. Would it help to discuss it?
Well um my mum she did touch me when i was little hehe
You say she touched you. In what way did she touch you.
You know.. blushing.. down there .. she pulled down my pants
She touched you on your genitals?
Yeah she did.
Tell me. How did that make you feel?
Do go on. Would it help to discuss it?
Well um my mum she did touch me when i was little hehe
You say she touched you. In what way did she touch you.
You know.. blushing.. down there .. she pulled down my pants
She touched you on your genitals?
Yeah she did.
Tell me. How did that make you feel?
Mommy He Touched Me
(To be read in the cadence of a Dr Suess book)
Mummy he touched me
He touched me down there
Mummy he touched me
And I did not like it
Is he allowed?
Is this thing right?
Mummy he touched me
And I am real scared
Hush little child
Don’t tell me those stories
I don't believe you
It’s all in your head
But he did do this thing
He really did touch me
Mummy he touched me
I tell you the truth
Go to your room
Don’t tell me these lies
You will embarrass your mother
Say this no more
What would they all think?
The people out there
Oh the shame on my family
If they knew what went here
Say no more about it
Forget that it happened
Go on with your life
And push it down deep inside
Oh the shame on my family
This we must hide
You will soon forget
That this ever happened
Grow up little child
Have your own babies
Treat them with kindnessAnd don’t tell a soul
Mummy he touched me
He touched me down there
Mummy he touched me
And I did not like it
Is he allowed?
Is this thing right?
Mummy he touched me
And I am real scared
Hush little child
Don’t tell me those stories
I don't believe you
It’s all in your head
But he did do this thing
He really did touch me
Mummy he touched me
I tell you the truth
Go to your room
Don’t tell me these lies
You will embarrass your mother
Say this no more
What would they all think?
The people out there
Oh the shame on my family
If they knew what went here
Say no more about it
Forget that it happened
Go on with your life
And push it down deep inside
Oh the shame on my family
This we must hide
You will soon forget
That this ever happened
Grow up little child
Have your own babies
Treat them with kindnessAnd don’t tell a soul
Motion
Quickly the rushing river
Violent its charge to the sea
Over the boulders
Under the bridge
Faster
Slower
Pooling here
Rushing there
Ever onward its quest
Escape the bounds of the river bed
Mingle with the sea.
Watery nirvana
How quickly it goes
To become something else
Salty and bitter when it is pure and sweet
Crashing over the falls
Charging the river mouth
On its way to the sea
And oblivion
Violent its charge to the sea
Over the boulders
Under the bridge
Faster
Slower
Pooling here
Rushing there
Ever onward its quest
Escape the bounds of the river bed
Mingle with the sea.
Watery nirvana
How quickly it goes
To become something else
Salty and bitter when it is pure and sweet
Crashing over the falls
Charging the river mouth
On its way to the sea
And oblivion
Memories
Big waves crashing
Strong winds howling
Wandering hands and feet
Wooden seat by the ocean blue
Touching, exploring, knowing
Promises made and kept
Long grass rustles
Bright sun shines down
Walking talking and enjoying
Seal preens for us
Tasting salt on air and lips
Cooking, eating and spilling
Red wine flows smooth
Cheese for you and me
Coloured hats and smiles
Small beautiful delight for me
Your face and wow
Gifts and poetry
Stones and playing
Midnight rush to prevent disaster
Sleep is but a mystery unsolved
Holding hands and bodies
The sun sets brightly
Moon and stars over sea
Memories are such as this
And more than this
Strong winds howling
Wandering hands and feet
Wooden seat by the ocean blue
Touching, exploring, knowing
Promises made and kept
Long grass rustles
Bright sun shines down
Walking talking and enjoying
Seal preens for us
Tasting salt on air and lips
Cooking, eating and spilling
Red wine flows smooth
Cheese for you and me
Coloured hats and smiles
Small beautiful delight for me
Your face and wow
Gifts and poetry
Stones and playing
Midnight rush to prevent disaster
Sleep is but a mystery unsolved
Holding hands and bodies
The sun sets brightly
Moon and stars over sea
Memories are such as this
And more than this
Madness And Joy
Come look inside my mind
What does the day hold?
But madness and joy
Insanity is but a step away
Work to eat and play to live
What does this all mean?
My constant companion
Madness and joy
I am alive
Dream your dreams
Of peace and war
Does it matter?
This world will end
The day will finish
Then what
Madness and joy
I believe in a future
Filled with clouds and butterflys
White clouds and gold paved roads
Music and food and all those glorious souls
Madness and joy, heaven is mine
What does the day hold?
But madness and joy
Insanity is but a step away
Work to eat and play to live
What does this all mean?
My constant companion
Madness and joy
I am alive
Dream your dreams
Of peace and war
Does it matter?
This world will end
The day will finish
Then what
Madness and joy
I believe in a future
Filled with clouds and butterflys
White clouds and gold paved roads
Music and food and all those glorious souls
Madness and joy, heaven is mine
Madness
Insanity is mine
Declares the sane man
The sun shines
When it rains
And I will be there
Insanity is mine
Declares the sane man
The sky is bright blue
When the clouds are gray
And I will be there
Insanity is mine
Declares the sane man
The moon rises
Over a new day
And I will be there
Waiting for you
Declares the sane man
The sun shines
When it rains
And I will be there
Insanity is mine
Declares the sane man
The sky is bright blue
When the clouds are gray
And I will be there
Insanity is mine
Declares the sane man
The moon rises
Over a new day
And I will be there
Waiting for you
Lost Not Broken
This love in my heart
Must it stay unrequited?
I yearn for the day
We can be together again
You are so beautiful to me
Like a flower that begins to bloom
As your life unfolds, so do your wings.
You fly on the hope of a future happiness
You have risen so high
Become my best friend
Beyond the hope of love
Into my forever
Must it stay unrequited?
I yearn for the day
We can be together again
You are so beautiful to me
Like a flower that begins to bloom
As your life unfolds, so do your wings.
You fly on the hope of a future happiness
You have risen so high
Become my best friend
Beyond the hope of love
Into my forever
Leslie
Such high hopes you had
Dreams and ambitions of life
Filled with laughter and family
What writhing path leads you here?
What abhorrent act of fate or history
Makes you destroy that which you so dreamt about?
Sucking you downward into this miasma of self loathing
Unable to stop from breaking what you created so beautifully
Seeking to quell memories of guilt laden moments
With random acts of misguided kindness
Towards those who exist without you
Selfish need to appear as functioning
Seeking to control the torments of recollection
Aiming to forget who it was that once you so desired to be
When all it would take to be redirected
Reacquainted with your ideals
A willingness to accept your strange convoluted past
The ability to admit that it is all gone wrong
And an eagerness to do the work
To rebuild the shattered fragments of reality
Dreams and ambitions of life
Filled with laughter and family
What writhing path leads you here?
What abhorrent act of fate or history
Makes you destroy that which you so dreamt about?
Sucking you downward into this miasma of self loathing
Unable to stop from breaking what you created so beautifully
Seeking to quell memories of guilt laden moments
With random acts of misguided kindness
Towards those who exist without you
Selfish need to appear as functioning
Seeking to control the torments of recollection
Aiming to forget who it was that once you so desired to be
When all it would take to be redirected
Reacquainted with your ideals
A willingness to accept your strange convoluted past
The ability to admit that it is all gone wrong
And an eagerness to do the work
To rebuild the shattered fragments of reality
Learning To Fly
Summer wind ruffles soft down
Chicks newly hatched struggle
Competing for mothers food
Soothed bellies now huddled
Soon to grow and learn to fly
The leap of faith and tumbling
Spread of wings new formed
Floating on airstreams cushion
Flying, learning and testing
Now diving to snatch at fish
Settling at cliffs edge
Then racing beyond the clouds
Soaring on currents of summer wind
Chicks newly hatched struggle
Competing for mothers food
Soothed bellies now huddled
Soon to grow and learn to fly
The leap of faith and tumbling
Spread of wings new formed
Floating on airstreams cushion
Flying, learning and testing
Now diving to snatch at fish
Settling at cliffs edge
Then racing beyond the clouds
Soaring on currents of summer wind
Kate
I sit and I ache
For the loss that is you
Why did you leave us?
My world is undone
Suicide is such a waste of time
Selfish and cruel to you and to us
Was it so bad that you had to?
Could we not have helped?
I have often considered it
But no, the cost is too great
For those that stay and those that go
It is not worth it to lose who we are
The end is never the end as well you must know
So why did you risk it to burn in that fire?
I pray that you made it to a happier place
Was this hell so bad?
And I pray that I will not fall too
For my pain is great at the loss of you
And for those that have to stay
And clean up the mess you left
For the loss that is you
Why did you leave us?
My world is undone
Suicide is such a waste of time
Selfish and cruel to you and to us
Was it so bad that you had to?
Could we not have helped?
I have often considered it
But no, the cost is too great
For those that stay and those that go
It is not worth it to lose who we are
The end is never the end as well you must know
So why did you risk it to burn in that fire?
I pray that you made it to a happier place
Was this hell so bad?
And I pray that I will not fall too
For my pain is great at the loss of you
And for those that have to stay
And clean up the mess you left
Insane Genius
Insanity, genius
The Difference?
I sit in a room full of dropouts
Told they are stupid
Can't learn
Can't conform
I see intelligence
People on a path
Different from ours
Different from yours
Moving, learning
Different but relevant
I see contributors
People who care about others
About the world
Giving, Sharing
Individual beauty
Insane genius
The Difference?
I sit in a room full of dropouts
Told they are stupid
Can't learn
Can't conform
I see intelligence
People on a path
Different from ours
Different from yours
Moving, learning
Different but relevant
I see contributors
People who care about others
About the world
Giving, Sharing
Individual beauty
Insane genius
In Times Of Peace And War
in times of war we fall back on our
wits and our skills learned from
generations past, handed down
from your fathers fathers time
to this and onward to your own
offspring and theirs.
we survive and adapt
to loss of sleep and
loss of food, working to help
and to provide for those among us
who cannot provide for theirs
embracing family and tradition
making something small into big
so we may eat and drink, survive
getting ready to accept our fate
and yet holding to a hope
that happiness and peace may
yet come from the ashes of violence
and then to peace that we may plan
to annihilate our enemies with war
the elusive dream of world peace
provided they do it our way and
trade only with whom we say
and give to us our share
In The Park
Howl at the moon on a hot summer’s night
Enjoy this new love we have found
So innocent and yet so true to life
Flowers and secret smiles in the sunset
Holding hands as we walk this walk
Of passion and of mystery
Tell a story of life to each other
Just with a look and a smile
I love you my beauty
I can live with out you but I don’t want to
Why should I suffer like that?
On a sultry warm night in the park
Eating of your beauty
Drinking of your smile
Howl at the moon on a hot summer’s night
For I am a man and you are a women
Created for love and to be loved
Sadness too has a part but not today
Life is full of fantasy and promise
Watching the stars here in this park
With you and with me together
Is there a future for us here in this world?
Should we continue to ponder this mystery?
Or just to live and accept the love
We have given ourselves already
We could go back but why?
When the future is onward and bright
Tomorrow will come over the hill
And we will be waiting together
Enjoy this new love we have found
So innocent and yet so true to life
Flowers and secret smiles in the sunset
Holding hands as we walk this walk
Of passion and of mystery
Tell a story of life to each other
Just with a look and a smile
I love you my beauty
I can live with out you but I don’t want to
Why should I suffer like that?
On a sultry warm night in the park
Eating of your beauty
Drinking of your smile
Howl at the moon on a hot summer’s night
For I am a man and you are a women
Created for love and to be loved
Sadness too has a part but not today
Life is full of fantasy and promise
Watching the stars here in this park
With you and with me together
Is there a future for us here in this world?
Should we continue to ponder this mystery?
Or just to live and accept the love
We have given ourselves already
We could go back but why?
When the future is onward and bright
Tomorrow will come over the hill
And we will be waiting together
Identify
Identify identity
Conformity of self
Crushed and moulded to fit
Society’s norms of normality
And bent morality written
Rules and guidelines to punish
To push around a shape
Fitting form of regulation
Spontaneity contained prevented
In case of thought and deed
Designed to think and plan
To overthrow those oppressors
Whose very need is to oppose
And to control everything
We seek to create and grow
Conformity of self
Crushed and moulded to fit
Society’s norms of normality
And bent morality written
Rules and guidelines to punish
To push around a shape
Fitting form of regulation
Spontaneity contained prevented
In case of thought and deed
Designed to think and plan
To overthrow those oppressors
Whose very need is to oppose
And to control everything
We seek to create and grow
I Sit Alone In A Crowded Bar
I sit alone in a crowded bar
Full of people playing
Strutting for the crowd
Exposing the feathers of youth
And needing to find a friend
With which to explore
The lusts of youth and love
Passionate drinking and talking
Dancing like peacocks strut
Exposed midriff tanned
Ankles adorned and teetering
On spikes of leather and wood
Boys admiring and wanting
Talking and buying drinks
Smile of uncertainty
And subdued asking for numbers
Promises to phone and arrange
Back to the music and drinking
Trying to remember today
That life is good and fun
And still I watch and learn
Full of people playing
Strutting for the crowd
Exposing the feathers of youth
And needing to find a friend
With which to explore
The lusts of youth and love
Passionate drinking and talking
Dancing like peacocks strut
Exposed midriff tanned
Ankles adorned and teetering
On spikes of leather and wood
Boys admiring and wanting
Talking and buying drinks
Smile of uncertainty
And subdued asking for numbers
Promises to phone and arrange
Back to the music and drinking
Trying to remember today
That life is good and fun
And still I watch and learn
Hobo
To be free from the bonds of property
Is to be free from the bonds of everything
Freedom complete and yet not quite
We have become slaves to an idea
Security at all cost and no exceptions
To be a slave is to be free from thought
A lack of thought and feeling
Safe and secure following the rules
Thinking is for the bad people
Bring your kids up right and proper
No mess no clutter have nice stuff
Impress the neighbors and your friends
I am free to think my own thoughts
I have an opinion different from yours
I can sleep under the stars
Enjoy the freedom of being outdoors
Believing what I believe and knowing
When its time to go home
Is to be free from the bonds of everything
Freedom complete and yet not quite
We have become slaves to an idea
Security at all cost and no exceptions
To be a slave is to be free from thought
A lack of thought and feeling
Safe and secure following the rules
Thinking is for the bad people
Bring your kids up right and proper
No mess no clutter have nice stuff
Impress the neighbors and your friends
I am free to think my own thoughts
I have an opinion different from yours
I can sleep under the stars
Enjoy the freedom of being outdoors
Believing what I believe and knowing
When its time to go home
Heart Of The Cripple
Smoke over the trees
Plays his guitar
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Sits on the ground
He cries out pain
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Fugitive from her
Living pain hurts
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Should swallow pride
Go to his girl
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Afraid of the storm
Fury unleashed
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Sorry is sorry
But yet not enough
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Unable to speak
To tell of his love
Sad little song
Heart of the cripple breaks
Plays his guitar
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Sits on the ground
He cries out pain
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Fugitive from her
Living pain hurts
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Should swallow pride
Go to his girl
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Afraid of the storm
Fury unleashed
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Sorry is sorry
But yet not enough
Sad little song
Picks at his soul
Unable to speak
To tell of his love
Sad little song
Heart of the cripple breaks
Grey Metal Crunch
Scream rending crunching
Naked shrieking of guttural fear
Gushing rivers of red tinted reality
Tearing, ripping of human meat
Fumes and lights flashing
Faces in the torchlight
Probing, touching, feeling
Bending, straightening, strapping
On the scene, doing the job
Assessing, testing, making sure
Working when all seems trashed
Limitless giving and caring
Without expectation of renewal
The hope of life saved
And underneath, a nagging loneliness
Assuaged perhaps by love
Tomorrow is another day
We wait and hope and pray
Naked shrieking of guttural fear
Gushing rivers of red tinted reality
Tearing, ripping of human meat
Fumes and lights flashing
Faces in the torchlight
Probing, touching, feeling
Bending, straightening, strapping
On the scene, doing the job
Assessing, testing, making sure
Working when all seems trashed
Limitless giving and caring
Without expectation of renewal
The hope of life saved
And underneath, a nagging loneliness
Assuaged perhaps by love
Tomorrow is another day
We wait and hope and pray
Greed
Old stuff
New stuff
The difference?
Lust
Collect
Die
The point?
Greed?
Comfort?
Need?
Stop
Be happy
Present
Live
Die tomorrow
Alive then dead
Strive?
Waste time?
Give up
Be happy
Grateful
Meet the need
Make them happy
Love them
No Surrender
New stuff
The difference?
Lust
Collect
Die
The point?
Greed?
Comfort?
Need?
Stop
Be happy
Present
Live
Die tomorrow
Alive then dead
Strive?
Waste time?
Give up
Be happy
Grateful
Meet the need
Make them happy
Love them
No Surrender
Friends
Dark interwoven fragments of life
And light and humour and tears
Crying for lost and found
Laughing for teasing and saying
Fishing and sifting and looking around
Time will tell and reveal something
Scared and excited and plunging
Headlong into this celebration
Of friendship and recovered
Things discussed and stated
Humorous and not so
Funny and really quite sad
But enough and enough
We are and we will be
Friends and acquaintances
Of sorts yet unknown
But interesting and
Provocative and thoughtProvoking yes?
And light and humour and tears
Crying for lost and found
Laughing for teasing and saying
Fishing and sifting and looking around
Time will tell and reveal something
Scared and excited and plunging
Headlong into this celebration
Of friendship and recovered
Things discussed and stated
Humorous and not so
Funny and really quite sad
But enough and enough
We are and we will be
Friends and acquaintances
Of sorts yet unknown
But interesting and
Provocative and thoughtProvoking yes?
Freedom
What is this that you have told me?
It is time to move on from this place I have found?
Where should I go on this cold wet weathered day?
What should I do to lay my head down tonight?
Should I go home to that place I despise?
Maybe I could go back to the agony of abuse
I could choose to surrender to the anger inside
Give it all up to feed that hot fire
But no I shall not surrender
I will prevail and win
Onward from here to the next place Ill find
Moving forward to the promise of happiness
I will never give up the fight to be free
This is my choice and my right by birth
So stand aside all those that would stop me
Because today is my day and I will be free
What is this that you have told me?
It is time to move on from this place I have found
Yes it is time to move on and I will not stop
Do not waiver in your driving me on
Encourage my persistence and together we will make it
To the end of the rainbow
The end of the strife
Onward to freedom and onward to life
It is time to move on from this place I have found?
Where should I go on this cold wet weathered day?
What should I do to lay my head down tonight?
Should I go home to that place I despise?
Maybe I could go back to the agony of abuse
I could choose to surrender to the anger inside
Give it all up to feed that hot fire
But no I shall not surrender
I will prevail and win
Onward from here to the next place Ill find
Moving forward to the promise of happiness
I will never give up the fight to be free
This is my choice and my right by birth
So stand aside all those that would stop me
Because today is my day and I will be free
What is this that you have told me?
It is time to move on from this place I have found
Yes it is time to move on and I will not stop
Do not waiver in your driving me on
Encourage my persistence and together we will make it
To the end of the rainbow
The end of the strife
Onward to freedom and onward to life
For Chris Button
To make you cry was not my intention
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
When I speak these words to you
Do not be offended
I also am to blame
For this world of shame we did create
And also the good
You and I, my friend are as one
Both creative and destructive
Learning and caring for each other
Getting it wrong and right
Good or bad it is ours
To make you cry was not my intention
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
We are the product of ourselves
Today and yesterday will influence our tomorrow
What we say, what we think
It’s ours to choose what we do
Who we become
Happy or sad, it’s a choice
Live in anger or pursue righteousness
Accept what is and make it ours
Love and be happy together or not
We can choose to recover what was lost
To make you cry was not my intention
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
When I speak these words to you
Do not be offended
I also am to blame
For this world of shame we did create
And also the good
You and I, my friend are as one
Both creative and destructive
Learning and caring for each other
Getting it wrong and right
Good or bad it is ours
To make you cry was not my intention
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
We are the product of ourselves
Today and yesterday will influence our tomorrow
What we say, what we think
It’s ours to choose what we do
Who we become
Happy or sad, it’s a choice
Live in anger or pursue righteousness
Accept what is and make it ours
Love and be happy together or not
We can choose to recover what was lost
To make you cry was not my intention
Merely to make you think
For this is the world we have inherited my friend
We made this and we make it so
Good or bad it is ours
Flipside
I'm great. Never better
Fantastical illumination of my mind
Running forward. Cant stop
Competing with myself
Who will come first
Nothing can go wrong
I'm cured
I'm dead. Life finished
Dark fluttering of death in my head
There is no way out
I'm a loser
Going nowhere
Everything is screwed
Goodbye
Fantastical illumination of my mind
Running forward. Cant stop
Competing with myself
Who will come first
Nothing can go wrong
I'm cured
I'm dead. Life finished
Dark fluttering of death in my head
There is no way out
I'm a loser
Going nowhere
Everything is screwed
Goodbye
Family Tree
Begins like this
Explosion of family feuding
Fueled by alcohol drugs and abuse
Then left are my brother and me
Hoping, trying to make a life
Out of this hysteria of pain
Peering through the blood
And the clouded inability to face
The reality of past hurts
We talk on the phone
Separated by sea but still close
Trying to evaluate the need
To be with them and deciding
‘No way man, that’s done’
We are alone now and together
We are family
They don’t exist to us
But still they linger
Like ghosts that wont rest
A specter on the phone
Accusing and threatening
You’ll be home for Christmas
‘Because I say so’
Pretending to be
A family with each other
And with our children here and coming
This is our family
Nothing else matters
Nothing at all
Explosion of family feuding
Fueled by alcohol drugs and abuse
Then left are my brother and me
Hoping, trying to make a life
Out of this hysteria of pain
Peering through the blood
And the clouded inability to face
The reality of past hurts
We talk on the phone
Separated by sea but still close
Trying to evaluate the need
To be with them and deciding
‘No way man, that’s done’
We are alone now and together
We are family
They don’t exist to us
But still they linger
Like ghosts that wont rest
A specter on the phone
Accusing and threatening
You’ll be home for Christmas
‘Because I say so’
Pretending to be
A family with each other
And with our children here and coming
This is our family
Nothing else matters
Nothing at all
Family
Family is what you make it
Birth and blood
Also friends, lovers and others
Mixing and intertwining
In a constantly shifting collage
Of colour and passions
Today’s hatreds are tomorrow’s miracles
Loving and hating but still family
Moving on and coming back
Shifting and moulding
And never really settling
Enjoying opportunities to explore
Each facet of this changing landscape
Never constant but always available
Birth and blood
Also friends, lovers and others
Mixing and intertwining
In a constantly shifting collage
Of colour and passions
Today’s hatreds are tomorrow’s miracles
Loving and hating but still family
Moving on and coming back
Shifting and moulding
And never really settling
Enjoying opportunities to explore
Each facet of this changing landscape
Never constant but always available
Escape
Down the road
Points A to B
Escaping from reality
Going to another place
Living the dream
Free from the stress
Driving away
Pointless but not really
Coming back later
Maybe / maybe not
I might keep going
To that other place
Points A to B
Escaping from reality
Going to another place
Living the dream
Free from the stress
Driving away
Pointless but not really
Coming back later
Maybe / maybe not
I might keep going
To that other place
End Of A Beautiful Thing
Elusive touches of black and white
intertwining and twisting writhing
forming streams of gray reality
smothered by exclusive rights
and privileges given and taken away
to love and hold but only at the whim
of one who makes the rules based on
a set of values, principles untested
floating in a mist of extraneous color
music drifts past with gifts of rainbows
smells and tastes of food cooked and eaten
provided out of liking and wanting to know
yet snatched away by the gray areas
stated colors of indecision and finality
uncertainty and longing for clarity
experiences to discover what
to catch up on what was missed
and clinging somewhat frailly
to what is already here just in case
intertwining and twisting writhing
forming streams of gray reality
smothered by exclusive rights
and privileges given and taken away
to love and hold but only at the whim
of one who makes the rules based on
a set of values, principles untested
floating in a mist of extraneous color
music drifts past with gifts of rainbows
smells and tastes of food cooked and eaten
provided out of liking and wanting to know
yet snatched away by the gray areas
stated colors of indecision and finality
uncertainty and longing for clarity
experiences to discover what
to catch up on what was missed
and clinging somewhat frailly
to what is already here just in case
Dutch
My friend, crazy, true
Your smile honey
Your face beautiful
So funny and smart
So sad and happy
Crazy you and yours
In love with... What’s his name?
Your eyes when you speak of him
Amaze me. Teach me so much
About friendship and love
Your passion for life and service
Is an inspiration to me and to others
Honesty is no stranger to your world
Neither the need to share yourself
And to create happiness
My friend, crazy, true
Your smile honey
Your face beautiful
So funny and smart
So sad and happy
Your smile honey
Your face beautiful
So funny and smart
So sad and happy
Crazy you and yours
In love with... What’s his name?
Your eyes when you speak of him
Amaze me. Teach me so much
About friendship and love
Your passion for life and service
Is an inspiration to me and to others
Honesty is no stranger to your world
Neither the need to share yourself
And to create happiness
My friend, crazy, true
Your smile honey
Your face beautiful
So funny and smart
So sad and happy
Driving
It flows like a rainbow
Over my body. Through this state
Of nothing. Soft, hard, and in between
In and out of consciousness, drifting fitfully.
That Saturday night so promising.
One for the road and crash. Through
The hedge and down tumbling through the
Darkness. Crunching to a stop. Pain then nothing.
Awake at last, the pain so intense. So cutting.
A machine breathes for me, I can’t do it myself.
Stitches up stitches, bandage upon bandage.
Your awake says the nurse. Good I'll call the doctor.
Doctor comes. Examines me. You’re very lucky to be alive
Why am I alive? You will probably walk again.
These policemen want to talk with you. How much did you drink?
Why did you drive? You crashed on the road in the valley.
Doctor says enough. Gives me a jab. It flows like a rainbow
Over my body. Then pain and remembrance. Did I do this?
And why. My friend dead and I the cause. No license for one year.
Small consequence. My friend, finished.
Over my body. Through this state
Of nothing. Soft, hard, and in between
In and out of consciousness, drifting fitfully.
That Saturday night so promising.
One for the road and crash. Through
The hedge and down tumbling through the
Darkness. Crunching to a stop. Pain then nothing.
Awake at last, the pain so intense. So cutting.
A machine breathes for me, I can’t do it myself.
Stitches up stitches, bandage upon bandage.
Your awake says the nurse. Good I'll call the doctor.
Doctor comes. Examines me. You’re very lucky to be alive
Why am I alive? You will probably walk again.
These policemen want to talk with you. How much did you drink?
Why did you drive? You crashed on the road in the valley.
Doctor says enough. Gives me a jab. It flows like a rainbow
Over my body. Then pain and remembrance. Did I do this?
And why. My friend dead and I the cause. No license for one year.
Small consequence. My friend, finished.
Dreams Of Childhood
Walking barefoot on a sandy beach
They pause to watch the children play
Round and round they spin
Giggling, crying, being consoled
Being together, touching, telling
Of things to come and gone
Floating in their space
Filled with the now and forever
Promises and dreams of future days
Slipping and sliding, down and up again
Hanging upside down, swinging legs
Running, laughing, teasing
Climbing and falling, picking up
Strolling toward a future
Filled with laughter and crying
Loving, hating, making up
Skinned knees and chipped teeth
The act of childhood lived
They pause to watch the children play
Round and round they spin
Giggling, crying, being consoled
Being together, touching, telling
Of things to come and gone
Floating in their space
Filled with the now and forever
Promises and dreams of future days
Slipping and sliding, down and up again
Hanging upside down, swinging legs
Running, laughing, teasing
Climbing and falling, picking up
Strolling toward a future
Filled with laughter and crying
Loving, hating, making up
Skinned knees and chipped teeth
The act of childhood lived
Dreaming Of A Place
Blue sky on a summer’s day
Shortage of clouds to block the sun
Dreaming of a place where you are
Sitting in a chair of peace and love
Reposed in the sleep of satisfaction
Free from the clouds of stress and worry
Dreaming of a dog chasing a rabbit
Through the meadow of humor and fun
Enjoying the joke that is life for us
Laughing at the freedom to be a slave
Drunk on the need to be secure
Stumbling and running through the clouds
Sifting through the detritus of safety lost
Picking at the pieces of our imagined lives
Dissecting and inspecting it all one more time
Loving this thing we call relationship
One to another and back again
Blue sky on a summer’s day
Shortage of clouds to block out the sun
Dreaming of a place where you are
Sitting in a chair of peace and love
Truly free of worry and strife
Free of the need to be safe and secure
Sleeping the sleep of the truly peaceful
Enjoying the joke
Shortage of clouds to block the sun
Dreaming of a place where you are
Sitting in a chair of peace and love
Reposed in the sleep of satisfaction
Free from the clouds of stress and worry
Dreaming of a dog chasing a rabbit
Through the meadow of humor and fun
Enjoying the joke that is life for us
Laughing at the freedom to be a slave
Drunk on the need to be secure
Stumbling and running through the clouds
Sifting through the detritus of safety lost
Picking at the pieces of our imagined lives
Dissecting and inspecting it all one more time
Loving this thing we call relationship
One to another and back again
Blue sky on a summer’s day
Shortage of clouds to block out the sun
Dreaming of a place where you are
Sitting in a chair of peace and love
Truly free of worry and strife
Free of the need to be safe and secure
Sleeping the sleep of the truly peaceful
Enjoying the joke
Depression
Meanderings of speech and thought
Convoluted process of self absorption
Unwilling yet wanting to be me
Leave me be in this state of nothing
Help me to be free of this stigma
Justification of behaviors and patterns
Twisted reasoning to cover my pain
Yearning for annihilation
Begging for life and light
Transfixed by one thought
Drifting through the stages of nothing
Searching for the upside
Bringing you my troubles
Knowing I must fix them
Convoluted process of self absorption
Unwilling yet wanting to be me
Leave me be in this state of nothing
Help me to be free of this stigma
Justification of behaviors and patterns
Twisted reasoning to cover my pain
Yearning for annihilation
Begging for life and light
Transfixed by one thought
Drifting through the stages of nothing
Searching for the upside
Bringing you my troubles
Knowing I must fix them
Crisis
A state of mind?
Tragic
Ceaseless crisis
What’s the point?
Ceaseless crisis
Is it real?
Is this pain real?
Do I truly suffer?
What’s the point?
Do I truly suffer?
Is it real?
Tragic
Ceaseless crisis
What’s the point?
Ceaseless crisis
Is it real?
Is this pain real?
Do I truly suffer?
What’s the point?
Do I truly suffer?
Is it real?
Craving
Tonight I'm alone
Sad
Needing the touch of a women
To hold her and sleep
Of sweet intimacy
Wrap her in my arms
Hold her safe
Enjoy the contact
Of skin on skin
The warmth and the love
A craving so deep it eats at my soul
Alone and sad living in the dark
Lusting after a love
Looking for a way to reconnect my
Tortured twisted soul
With this world of man and women
Needing the touch
And I go to sleep
To dream of such as this
Sad
Needing the touch of a women
To hold her and sleep
Of sweet intimacy
Wrap her in my arms
Hold her safe
Enjoy the contact
Of skin on skin
The warmth and the love
A craving so deep it eats at my soul
Alone and sad living in the dark
Lusting after a love
Looking for a way to reconnect my
Tortured twisted soul
With this world of man and women
Needing the touch
And I go to sleep
To dream of such as this
Conversation
Musings on conversational issues
Considerations of context and style
Thinking through the issues
And arguing the points of conflict
Pushing the boundaries of friendship
And acquaintance to new limits
New understandings of time and light
Drinking the wine of fellowship
And celebrating the ability of difference
And spatial random effects of intoxication
And loves been and coming
To be new and fresh and alive
Tomorrow will be fine and sunny
Green grass will grow and we
Will eat breakfast upon its beauty
Gaze out over the blue sky and hedges
Of green leaves and lawn mower sounds
Plans for lunch with friends
Made over the phone and suggested
For one o’clock down by the sea
With tea and cake and polite
Application of sunscreen
And repellent to protect the
Children from our world
Talking about war and peace
And drama on TV and in our reality
Spaces of humour and high tea
To finish
Considerations of context and style
Thinking through the issues
And arguing the points of conflict
Pushing the boundaries of friendship
And acquaintance to new limits
New understandings of time and light
Drinking the wine of fellowship
And celebrating the ability of difference
And spatial random effects of intoxication
And loves been and coming
To be new and fresh and alive
Tomorrow will be fine and sunny
Green grass will grow and we
Will eat breakfast upon its beauty
Gaze out over the blue sky and hedges
Of green leaves and lawn mower sounds
Plans for lunch with friends
Made over the phone and suggested
For one o’clock down by the sea
With tea and cake and polite
Application of sunscreen
And repellent to protect the
Children from our world
Talking about war and peace
And drama on TV and in our reality
Spaces of humour and high tea
To finish
Conscience
Random mutterings of spatial flight
Flinging splattering of verbal mud
Muted profundity of 3d carnage
Chasing spooks of velvet green
Rattling chains of dangerous memories
Speaking of the random acts
Of self loathing and distaste
Crazy temptations and lusts
For things of gold
And unspeakable immeasurable value
Scathing attacks of greed
Upon those who need
To be safe from the harm of money
And men’s evil need to ravage the land and seas
Of natures bounty and rip her bare
To feed the lusts of simple folk
For food and wine and love.
Flinging splattering of verbal mud
Muted profundity of 3d carnage
Chasing spooks of velvet green
Rattling chains of dangerous memories
Speaking of the random acts
Of self loathing and distaste
Crazy temptations and lusts
For things of gold
And unspeakable immeasurable value
Scathing attacks of greed
Upon those who need
To be safe from the harm of money
And men’s evil need to ravage the land and seas
Of natures bounty and rip her bare
To feed the lusts of simple folk
For food and wine and love.
Conscience
Random mutterings of spatial flight
Flinging splattering of verbal mud
Muted profundity of 3d carnage
Chasing spooks of velvet green
Rattling chains of dangerous memories
Speaking of the random acts
Of self loathing and distaste
Crazy temptations and lusts
For things of gold
And unspeakable immeasurable value
Scathing attacks of greed
Upon those who need
To be safe from the harm of money
And men’s evil need to ravage the land and seas
Of natures bounty and rip her bare
To feed the lusts of simple folk
For food and wine and love.
Flinging splattering of verbal mud
Muted profundity of 3d carnage
Chasing spooks of velvet green
Rattling chains of dangerous memories
Speaking of the random acts
Of self loathing and distaste
Crazy temptations and lusts
For things of gold
And unspeakable immeasurable value
Scathing attacks of greed
Upon those who need
To be safe from the harm of money
And men’s evil need to ravage the land and seas
Of natures bounty and rip her bare
To feed the lusts of simple folk
For food and wine and love.
Christmas Day
I sit and wait for the pain to subside
Burning crushing crippling pain
Fuzzy lights obscure my sight
Breath is but a memory
Sharp pain and then some more
Electric current runs through me
Rapid beating of my heart
Dying and trying to live
Lethal injection of life saving drugs
Kick start my person back to the day
Burning crushing crippling pain
I’m dead and still I feel
People working pumping and breathing
Blessed oblivion of unconsciousness
Waking slowly to pink walls
Hospital gowns and nurses
Drugs to thin my blood, rat poison
Told to live an easy life, or die
Going home and dreaming
Of a future filled with hope
Burning crushing crippling pain
Fuzzy lights obscure my sight
Breath is but a memory
Sharp pain and then some more
Electric current runs through me
Rapid beating of my heart
Dying and trying to live
Lethal injection of life saving drugs
Kick start my person back to the day
Burning crushing crippling pain
I’m dead and still I feel
People working pumping and breathing
Blessed oblivion of unconsciousness
Waking slowly to pink walls
Hospital gowns and nurses
Drugs to thin my blood, rat poison
Told to live an easy life, or die
Going home and dreaming
Of a future filled with hope
Come Out To Play
Life is mine and yours
What we do is ours to choose
Or not
It’s a choice
What’s the deal?
Is it going to happen today?
Is it going to happen tomorrow?
I have chosen to play more
Have more fun today
Tomorrow is for tomorrow
Today is here
Mine and yours
Come out to play
Don’t hide in your homes
Away from the light
The life
We are all here
Waiting for you
New friends, old friends
Outside waiting
Make the choice
Happy or sad
It is going to happen
Come be a part of the game
Life is here and now
Come out to play
The day is young
And bright with fun
Children laughing
Parents smiling
Giggling
Splashing puddles of color
Today is happening now
Not later but right this instant
We are here and here we are
Playing in this world of fun
Making love like humans
Fighting with a passion
Come out to play
What we do is ours to choose
Or not
It’s a choice
What’s the deal?
Is it going to happen today?
Is it going to happen tomorrow?
I have chosen to play more
Have more fun today
Tomorrow is for tomorrow
Today is here
Mine and yours
Come out to play
Don’t hide in your homes
Away from the light
The life
We are all here
Waiting for you
New friends, old friends
Outside waiting
Make the choice
Happy or sad
It is going to happen
Come be a part of the game
Life is here and now
Come out to play
The day is young
And bright with fun
Children laughing
Parents smiling
Giggling
Splashing puddles of color
Today is happening now
Not later but right this instant
We are here and here we are
Playing in this world of fun
Making love like humans
Fighting with a passion
Come out to play
Christchurch
City of gardens
Avon River
Beautiful under winter’s naked trees
Flowing cold and shallow
Cathedral reaches out
Dwarfed by bigger buildings
Statement of our past and of our future
Ponds and trees in the botanical gardens
Stunning frosted branches in the morning
Sway in afternoon’s breeze
Ducks swim above the Carp
Gathering for tossed bread
Tram runs a circuit, Museum, city and back
Buses flow, people hurry and mingle in
The square, poets’ stage.
People relax, play giant chess, hassle the wizard
Saturday rugby, all the family, mud and sweat,
Ice cream on the pier at New Brighton
Snow on the hills overlooks the city and the port.
Fishing, shipping, work.
Hopes and dreams.
This city
Christchurch
Avon River
Beautiful under winter’s naked trees
Flowing cold and shallow
Cathedral reaches out
Dwarfed by bigger buildings
Statement of our past and of our future
Ponds and trees in the botanical gardens
Stunning frosted branches in the morning
Sway in afternoon’s breeze
Ducks swim above the Carp
Gathering for tossed bread
Tram runs a circuit, Museum, city and back
Buses flow, people hurry and mingle in
The square, poets’ stage.
People relax, play giant chess, hassle the wizard
Saturday rugby, all the family, mud and sweat,
Ice cream on the pier at New Brighton
Snow on the hills overlooks the city and the port.
Fishing, shipping, work.
Hopes and dreams.
This city
Christchurch
Children Suffer
Children suffer
We caused it
Who are we who do this?
Why do we?
Are we so different?
So superior?
Have we evolved?
I think not
So why?
Is there an answer?
Can we fix it?
Do we dare?
Should we try?
Weak so weak
Bitter taste
We hide
Behind Ourselves
We cringe
Children suffer
We caused it
Who are we who do this?
Why do we?
Are we so different?
So superior?
Have we evolved?
I think not
So why?
Is there an answer?
Can we fix it?
Do we dare?
Should we try?
Weak so weak
Bitter taste
We hide
Behind Ourselves
We cringe
Children suffer
Breath
Time floats in a web of mist
Today is tomorrow and yesterday
Life is here and gone
In and out we breathe
The mist of life
Breath
Float in times mist
Exist for today, yesterday and tomorrow.
Be here and there
Do it all now and later
Time is yours
Breath
Remind yourself of childhood lost
Remember the future to come
Float in the mists of time
Whatever will be, already is
Today is tomorrow and yesterday
Life is here and gone
In and out we breathe
The mist of life
Breath
Float in times mist
Exist for today, yesterday and tomorrow.
Be here and there
Do it all now and later
Time is yours
Breath
Remind yourself of childhood lost
Remember the future to come
Float in the mists of time
Whatever will be, already is
Bounce
Come bounce off the moon with me.
We'll see the world
Gain perspective.
Free
Happy
Win
Lose
Is life.
Come bounce off the moon with me
Well see the world
Have a little fun
Mad
Happy
Hard
Soft
Live life.
Come bounce of the moon with me.
We'll see the world
Dream some dreams
A little
A lot
Live
Die
Bounce of the moon.
We'll see the world
Gain perspective.
Free
Happy
Win
Lose
Is life.
Come bounce off the moon with me
Well see the world
Have a little fun
Mad
Happy
Hard
Soft
Live life.
Come bounce of the moon with me.
We'll see the world
Dream some dreams
A little
A lot
Live
Die
Bounce of the moon.
Beginnings
My life has melted
I cry out through this pain
But I can’t
I must
I need
This moment
This time is now
I must
I shall
These tears have come
There’re here
They're gone
Cleansed
I cry out through this pain
But I can’t
I must
I need
This moment
This time is now
I must
I shall
These tears have come
There’re here
They're gone
Cleansed
Another Bottle Of Beer
Friday night
Work is done
Fish and Chips
And a bottle of beer
Turn it up
Turn it up
The louder the better
Another bottle of beer
Gonna drive my car
Hang with the boys
Play my guitar
Another bottle of beer
Shut up women
Go cook my tea
I'll smack your mouth
Another bottle of beer
Beat the wife
Kick the dog
I'm the man
Another bottle of beer
Make those kids be quiet
My bottle is empty
Bang it on the floor
Another bottle of beer
Knock on the door
Coppas are here
Say I’m under arrest
No more bottle of beer
Cold jail cell
One thin old blanket
No belt, no laces
No bottle of beer
Before the judge
One last chance
Don’t hit the wife
Stay off the beer
Work is done
Fish and Chips
And a bottle of beer
Turn it up
Turn it up
The louder the better
Another bottle of beer
Gonna drive my car
Hang with the boys
Play my guitar
Another bottle of beer
Shut up women
Go cook my tea
I'll smack your mouth
Another bottle of beer
Beat the wife
Kick the dog
I'm the man
Another bottle of beer
Make those kids be quiet
My bottle is empty
Bang it on the floor
Another bottle of beer
Knock on the door
Coppas are here
Say I’m under arrest
No more bottle of beer
Cold jail cell
One thin old blanket
No belt, no laces
No bottle of beer
Before the judge
One last chance
Don’t hit the wife
Stay off the beer
Adventure
Flat distant horizon
Stretching forever onward
Unbelievable distance
As far as the eye can see
Jackrabbit nibbles cactus
Ears alert for sound
Haze of heat on tarmac
Dust blows in a swirl
Rattle snake slithers
Under the rock in shade
Here I stand and wonder
What’s at the end?
Wild dog howls loneliness
Out here in the desert
Adventure begins
If you can find the water
I lock the door
And walk
Stretching forever onward
Unbelievable distance
As far as the eye can see
Jackrabbit nibbles cactus
Ears alert for sound
Haze of heat on tarmac
Dust blows in a swirl
Rattle snake slithers
Under the rock in shade
Here I stand and wonder
What’s at the end?
Wild dog howls loneliness
Out here in the desert
Adventure begins
If you can find the water
I lock the door
And walk
A Nineteenth Century Pub
The stranger soul shields him
Among the robe of his transparent armor
Cobblestone walls embrace him
To meet the breathe of drunken youths
Intoxicated by the lust of youth
Lances in their hands they hunt
For the maidens who must run
Or be impaled on their prongs
Casting cobwebs of pyramids
Of lust and sacrificial burning
Descending amid the crowd of laughter
Tumbling to the tables
Drinking of the laughter and the lust
Fulfilled at last and sleeping
Those demons of youth
Among the robe of his transparent armor
Cobblestone walls embrace him
To meet the breathe of drunken youths
Intoxicated by the lust of youth
Lances in their hands they hunt
For the maidens who must run
Or be impaled on their prongs
Casting cobwebs of pyramids
Of lust and sacrificial burning
Descending amid the crowd of laughter
Tumbling to the tables
Drinking of the laughter and the lust
Fulfilled at last and sleeping
Those demons of youth
A mountain climbers dream
Sun breaks the cloud
Distant glacier shimmers
The summit beckons
All around is sheer steep beauty
Solitary Kea floats on wings of air
Rocks and snow
Crampons and ice axe
Pack full of gear
Ropes and food
Warm Clothes and a sleeping bag
Upwards beckons the cloud
Placing the gear
Testing the anchors
Scaling the face
Rotten rock
Falling
Flailing
I awake
Sweating
Distant glacier shimmers
The summit beckons
All around is sheer steep beauty
Solitary Kea floats on wings of air
Rocks and snow
Crampons and ice axe
Pack full of gear
Ropes and food
Warm Clothes and a sleeping bag
Upwards beckons the cloud
Placing the gear
Testing the anchors
Scaling the face
Rotten rock
Falling
Flailing
I awake
Sweating
A fleeting glimpse
I saw a blind man walking
Trapped alone in the dark
I saw a blind man walking
Tapping with his cane
I saw a poor boy crying
Dressed in rags made of sack
I saw a poor boy crying
Rattling his can for coins
I saw a girl with no shoes
Crying for her cold wet feet
I saw a girl with no shoes
Slapping on the cold cold street
A fleeting glimpse
Of life’s frail lines
I saw a family shot to death
Bloody bodies in the road
I saw a family shot to death
By men who will soon die
Trapped alone in the dark
I saw a blind man walking
Tapping with his cane
I saw a poor boy crying
Dressed in rags made of sack
I saw a poor boy crying
Rattling his can for coins
I saw a girl with no shoes
Crying for her cold wet feet
I saw a girl with no shoes
Slapping on the cold cold street
A fleeting glimpse
Of life’s frail lines
I saw a family shot to death
Bloody bodies in the road
I saw a family shot to death
By men who will soon die
17 June 2007
Discussions on Creating
I was discussing the other day
The art of writing and creating
The why of and how of
Indeed the very need to
Create, share and delve
Deeper into the psyche
The very soul of humanity
To try to examine
To reveal and to explain
What makes us who
And what and why we are
To put forward an idea
Of existence and reality
As we see it and know
To present a glimpse
Of inner something
Created for you and for me
To represent a thing
Be it intricate or plain
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