The End Poems

Cathedral at the end of night

The cathedral was still lit late at night 
dance music played faintly t
the drapes waved gently
the feet spun and floated
the silhouette danced gracefully
the silhouette grabbed a hand and spun
the silhouette spun in love late at night
the silhouette was alone
there was no hand to hold
there was no body to spin it in the air
but the music

Port at the end of room

If it's a harbor at the end of the beach
then just say my name in a whisper
like a boat going back and forth
within its sturdy walls

And if it's a house
then the door is cracked
even though it's battered by the wind

There's no hot tea there
let alone the lonely flower of eternity
only soft eyes that feel different

No,

The ABCs of Surviving The End Of The World

Always remember to pack the essentials,
Bat, Bottle, Bag, Boots,
Cut down anyone who tries to get in the way,
Don't look them in the eye, it only makes it harder,
Enemy, everyone is the enemy, yes, even them,
Find what you can, anything, you'll need it later,
Get up, you don't have time to rest, not yet,
How have you survived

Knowing The End Affects The Now - 1 Thessalonians 5: 1-11

God's word declares that the end will come
to know that Jesus will return
this is for the believer's comfort
believing your pleas, He won't spurn

Living here in the here and now
affects our endeavours to serve
looking upwards to the great day
turns us to follow on full of nerve

Remind ourselves of Jesus' sacrifice
dying in our place for our salvation
rising

The End Game

The downhill slope
I'm on that side,
less time remaining
of life's wild ride.

Don't know the answer
to when it ends,
for if I did
might change the spend.

Have had my share
of ups and downs,
with smiles a many
but sometimes frowns.

This life has taught me
it's a complex game,
while our rules may differ
we all end the same.

The End

We are waiting and praying
Hoping that it won't happen
But it was seen so long ago
The date when common sense died
The lunatics became the leaders
And talking no longer worked
All it took was one wrong word
The flexing of a muscle too many
Just one finger on one button, and it was over
The daylight disappeared in a moment
Nighttime's green

Tangerine or Tandoori Tan Man - full version

Tandoori or Tangerine Tan?

Mister rich lister Blister

Sinister Mandarin Minister


Sin..Spin & Chagrin Talisman

Jaundice scrotum prejudice totem

Podium pandemonium
 
Needs Imodium...feeds Opprobrium 

As this git did his bit 

To ensure the sh*t hit the fan



Satsuma Tumour

Sense of Humour?

That Groomer Rumour


Cometh the Hour

Cometh the TAN


People Power Glower should Flower

But proles at the polls sold their Souls

To joust like Faust

Ignore

'Til the End of Time

You know how much I love you
I've told you many times
In many different formats
In music and in rhymes
The question never whether
The answer was I do
And that love will not sever
Until my days are through

Faithful Until The End

to
my
tailor-made
and
dearest friend
that
we
are
both bookends
always
faithful
and
inseparable
until
the 
very end

The End of the World

Snapshots of teenage melodrama:
not having the sense to stay out of the rain, 
the latest hits broadcast over the cafeteria speakers,
a night out, with boisterous boys and giggling girls in cars,   
first heartbreak. It seems like the end of the world - silly, isn't it?

The end of the world?  Lights out? 

The Eulogy 1994 to The End

I am here for a short time 
Sadly luckily my time has come. 
I am not sick or anything. 
But death is close to me all at once and suddenly. 
I felt his breath all around me
I fear I am dead; I gave up on me. 
None of you  really did believe in me
You

At the End of the Street Lies the Sky

By Michael Parker

At the end of the street lies the sky
dressed in the purple magician's robe
of eventide and the winter storm.

Tonight, she sculpts stairs of ice and
snow. She casts spells upon the laden
earth and the dying man can hear
her invitations in the blizzard, 
in dreams that are like all other dreams
except more sound, deep, and

In The End

While the universe is ever-expanding
life on earth becomes even more demanding
despite a few one or two
world-shattering improvements
man is still wallowing
in the proverbial primordial
and if this road he insists on following
our future looks severely bleak
as where once we were happy winning
we're now all on a losing streak
yet history has taught him nothing
that and his memory is

the end of me

if your juliet smile would laugh and call my name,
with love that would set the stars to flame,
i'd bow my head, won't dare to see
the eyes that spelled the end of me.

in her eyes, the storm-light sways,
gods forget their holy ways.
she speaks, and silence kneels to sound—
i tremble like the cursed and crowned.

so let her

We shall be speaking Physics by the end of today

This is a problem growing in direct proportion
To the papers that we face very soon
In everyone’s speech a pronounced distortion
And half the class sleepwalking at noon
I’m here chiefly to bring to your attention
You may soon not understand us
Because I for one, others by extension
Shall be speaking nothing but Physics because

James is moving about too excited
Gerald

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