So the song thrush sings his tunes to the darkening sky.
Is it to give thanks to some bird god or just for you and I?
As we watch the evening’s dying light and say goodbye to another day lost in time.
We sleep to give rest to our maddening minds. Then wake to insanely rush through the precious time of daylight.
Planning for this and planning for that. Dreaming about this and dreaming about that.
Silently killing us all our lives. It plays the echoes of our broken promises in our lies. We can hear time slipping when we close our eyes. Gravity eats our youth and gets hungrier as time passes by.
Solace is taken by wiser minds. Now we can’t anymore reach, leap and run through the darkest nights! The wind sounds the same and the sun is just as bright when our bodies can’t cope with the stress of living in these modern times.
Escape to find some peace in the evening light. With glass of water or your favourite wine, sit and close your eyes to listen to the thrush sing for you tonight.
Buck off a twenty; should twenty
buckshots mean nineteen too many?
Extinguished abruptly,
with Godspeed so mighty,
effortlessly shattered,
sending molars afar.
So far they say a
shard was found in
the neighbor's yard.
Found someone at the bar.
Didn't want to get in the car.
Pray tell, that didn't get far.
I arrive at the walkway;
I push past a pause, just
I can't stand until
standing right side up,
I saw this rerun show.
Chest cavity. Ghost town captivity
to gesture from behind,
telling, "They were scared."
Startled, so too are we.
Starting up again, approached
closer with a tender voice.
Damn! Blasted fantasy poaching,
encroaching as the situation
abused the determination. In
determination abused, saw
and became amused.
Morals annihilate as
fury eradicates saving grace.
Roof off mouth demonstrates a
desperate need to escape.
Erupting out, fountain snatch;
flung, streamers are strung
about—it's raining.
However, it had ended
before
any ringing got started.
Destroy the annoyance so
they
can bury a face,
not only a body.
At least...
If my meter were sweeter could I be the star of the show
I struggle with getting it right – I know I’ve a long way to go
I sound out the syllables but where is the stress
Apart from in my brain - oh I make such a mess
'Foot’ or ‘feet’ aren’t the limbs that I see
Iambic pentameter – its French and Greek to me!
Da DAH Da Da DAH ... it’s ringing in my head
Oh I’ve had enough so I’m going back to bed
10th April 2015
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Telling me that I don’t matter
That the storm clouds will not scatter
Telling me my heart will shatter
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Splish splash, splish splash
Telling me our dreams will clash
That on rocks my love will dash
Telling me my heart he’ll gash
Splish splash, splish splash
Drip drop, drip drop
Telling me my love he’ll swap
That my heart strings he will crop
Telling me my life will stop
Drip drop, drip drop
September 1, 2015
it begins with the red card
found in the hands of that same being
staring back from the mirrored image &
there lies the rub,
for to look right or left,
to leave the room,
to try & sleep forever,
brings no peace---
the maddening of the mind has already been set forth in
motion---
as questions upon questions
pile up like the foulest garbage in a landfill,
what becomes of the thinker is a mass of
unrest---
stirrings outdo themselves when
the maddening increases &
sooner than later it becomes harder to distract oneself from
more impending inquiries,
from further investigations promulgated by
multiplying selves
who are all up to no good---
on the outside
the attempt to keep it all in check
begins to dwindle as well &
even something so simple as eating a muffin at the
café
becomes something of the greatest struggle,
because the self will not allow its own
inquisition
to
cease &
nothing but destruction lies ahead.
They say if you're tense
Just picture them naked
You don't feel clued in
Creatively fake it
Reconsider both sides
Look up -don't look down
Mad waters could take you
Crash you up from the sound
And your voice might be lying
Seems your thoughts are too loud
Far away from the quiets's
How you drown out the crowd
Possessed and dispossessed
in the blink of an eye
fresh pain in old wounds
chunks of yesterday's and
tomorrow's pain
crowds today's vacuum
suffocation and nauseating
sweat
slowly excites the numb senses
cleverly disguised in false
colors
bleeding my inner soul
i gather to your selfish whims
but you are blind
you see me through the
crowd's eye
listen endlessly to my hoarse
laughter
as i circle mindlessly
round and round
this maddening wheel of life.
Converging forces, volatile and caustic
Magnetism drew us two poles together
south on south
Defying physics ,advice, and common sense
We tempted fate and dove in
...in straight jackets
Your unabashed, uninhibited way drove me wild
Impetuous like a child, I was the toy
My outspoken, wild, and lively heart lured you in
Your rivaling sexuality compelled me
Fires burning bright and lively, shining in one space
Feeding off the common oxygen
Meeting in the middle, devouring each other
Our flames' outer flickering intertwined and danced
Oh so hot, we moved the earth
Making love for all it's worth...
...sweating, gasping, grabbing rapture
Competitive inclination drove
erotic mingling to crescendo
One step past the edge
sex was sport and we gladiators
Appeased one another's arena
We could never be...My best friend, My BEST lover
An equation seemingly perfect from every side
Her Thunder and mine
could never exist in one space
Aware of this...parting ways completely
Neither she or I could bare
a friendship remainder
in these maddening mathematics
In the mouth of madness
Is where I now lie
My comfortably numb sadness
Surrounding like a lullabye,
Such a sickening sweet melody
Just for one moment
I'd like to detach you from me.
I'm tripping up on memories
Still in love with a fantasy
Thought that somewhere in you and I
I could find a we;
But in the end all I had was me.
Here alone with undescribable pain
You found that one part
No one else could drain,
Stripped me away layer by layer
You are my own personal heart slayer
Just bleeding me dry
One drop at a time
Soon enough there'll be nothing left
I'll just die, drifting away
With a drug induced smile
I've medicated my life away
To feel happy for a short while.
It's cold and numb
Beneath the surface
I'ts like the blind leading the dumb
Searching for my purpose.
I thought I had found
The meaning of it all
But I was just gagged and bound
A slave to my downfall.