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Of you

20-Nov-2009

Oh no, not again. I can feel them coming, the sobs.
My body begins to shake and tremble,
my stomach turns with a familiar smirk.
You walk into the room and I'm silently begging
for you to look my way, notice me.
Even if only for a second.
Let me feel the warmth of your eyes, skin, and heart.
I would reach out to you, but I'm scared shitless of
your cold flinch, and those words;
"Don't touch me. Go away."

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to provoke...
I only wanted to feel the warmth of you.

When I'm awake, I dream better

20-Nov-2009

Eleven thirty I hauled myself out of bed,
took a piss, couldn't wash my hands
because there was Drano in the sink.

Quietly crept back into the bedroom
where the sun was penetrating delicately through the shut blinds
trying to block out the world, but the world refused.

The light fell upon your face and jumped off into the room
from your long eyelashes, like a diving board into a pool of Heaven.

Warm sheets greeted my skin, as I put an arm over yours.
Softer than clouds. I traced my finger over the swell of your hip
and crashed gently down into your sleeping frame.

Elegy In The Countryside

20-Nov-2009

The startled blackbird's call gives early warning,
The furtive fox slinks homeward with the dawning,
The barn owl swoops in silent flight, a shriek of deathly pain,
And in the misty moonlight cautious movement all in vain.

The old mill shimmers in the silvery light, ghostly and forgotten,
The sluice gate where otters frolic, neglected, the timbers rotten,
The heron upon the tree top tall, statuesque, so patiently watching,
And the wildcat torments, with cruel claws, a mouse he's after catching.

The cockerel perched on the henhouse roof proclaims a new day dawning,
The milk herd in the meadowsweet pasture arise at the farmers calling,
The musical river eternally sings in a language of God's understanding,
And there on a midstream rock, well used, the kingfisher makes a landing.

The blacksmith's forge where old Billy once toiled, devoured by oxidisation,
The old school deserted no children within, another victim of urbanisation,
The huntsman’s horn consigned to the past, for a while in memories keeping,
And my Garden of Eden is fading away, no wonder my poor heart is weeping.

Home Alone

20-Nov-2009

Little child I can hear you sob and weep
In your bed you should be sound asleep
Cold and blue your little hands and feet
Your mum’s still working on lonely street.

In your eyes displayed distress and pain
While I attempt to console you yet again
With my coat your body at once I enfold
Thus protecting you from this biting cold.

In front of the fire in my favourite chair
With warm rosy cheeks and a teddy bear
I see your mother has come rolling home
Chatting to a punter on her mobile phone.

Again she has crossed that forbidden line
The cops are waiting at her door this time
The neighbourhood watch using the phone
She’ll learn what it’s like being home alone.

Bad Moon Rising

20-Nov-2009

The old man seemed so low and sad
Little wonder for the news was bad
Lost in thoughts of what lay ahead
So hard to accept he would soon be dead.

He was three score years and ten plus two
And didn’t want to die he had things to do
Thoughts of his wife and how she might cope
Big sobs welled up and choked in his throat.

For the sake of others he must be strong
He prayed the pain wouldn't last too long
His thoughts flew back to childhood days
Cherished memories in his mind displayed.

He smiled and recalled their wedding day
Then their children around his feet at play
All down the years he had seen them grow
In truth, he said, you reap what you sow.

He grinned and laughed at times gone past
The years it seemed, had flown by so fast
He sighed and yawned, drifting off to sleep
Then gently his soul became God's to keep.

Tír na nÓg

20-Nov-2009

No don't look back lest your heart grow old
For they'll turn you away from Tír na nÓg
Come, let's hurry up or we'll miss the train
In your lifetime it won’t pass this way again.

Times faster than light the train did race
No machine on earth could match its pace
A lonesome whistle the screech of brakes
And there in the station a young lad waits.

The tall smiling youth waves his grubby hand
Then I recognise Jim, my once long lost pal
Midst shared tears of joy we long embrace
Thank heavens I came to this wonderful place.

My young friend Jim takes my feeble hand
Then we walk and talk of this magical land
A boy and girl call my name smiling sweetly
I cannot believe who approaches to greet me.

When I was a child they were wrinkled and old
They flew off to heaven together, I was told
Behold here they stand in blossoming youth
And here stand I all withered and stooped.

What a wonderful place this Tír na nÓg
I'm the only one here decrepit and old
Then my eyes behold such a brilliant light
Don't be scared says Jim; it'll be all right.

The light envelops this tired ancient frame
In less than an instant I'm now young again
Through valley and glen we run without care
In bluebell woodland we rest a while there.

Then came the sad thought, ah it's only a dream
Of days that are gone how I wish this were real
So clear was the whisper how knowing Jim's smile
Not so my young friend you'll be here for a while.

Ouch

20-Nov-2009

This headache has overstayed it's welcome.
I guess punching myself in the temple last night
while sitting on my bedroom floor in a pathetic pile of sobbing shit
was asking for a few days worth of pain.

Brave New Oath

20-Nov-2009

To Amerika and
all her lands,
and to the 'Republic'
for which she stands,
and to Big Brother's
watchful eye
and to His legions
standing by,
and to the flag--
I pledge allegiance:
One nation,
under surveillance.

To the girl sitting in my living room who I don't even know anymore

20-Nov-2009

Yes, I am a seventeen year old girl,
but I don't like boys.
The only man I've ever been attracted to
barely even counts!
(Sorry, William Beckett.)

I didn't think it was such a crime to rekindle a friendship
that happened to be with the first guy I ever dated.
My best friend of five years decided not to talk to me anymore
and I thought maybe it'd be nice to see a familiar face
who will actually help me out when I need it.

If I had known all of this would have come from me hanging out
with an old friend, I would have just stayed at home lonely,
waiting for you to get out of your mood and watch t.v. with me...
or something like that.

I know what you're thinking, but I'm now feeling sorry for myself.
Maybe for once, I thought I could have a new friend, that's all.

The Storm

20-Nov-2009

That morning the breeze was light and airy
Like fluttering butterflies or dainty fairies
Tickling the wind chimes with delicate wings
Oh how pleasantly the music of nature rings

Covertly the wind became rough and rowdy
The beech and sycamore complaining loudly
As lightening strikes, causing dread and fear
Of death and mayhem drawing rapidly near

Beware; beware, the weatherman screamed
His warning, for many, too late it seemed
In the distance approaching a terrible sound
Like wailing banshees and the devils hounds

From the higher slopes like a mountain cat
Those cruel claws ripping this way and that
Spitting vicious contempt, insane with rage
More wanton destruction wherever you gaze

At the window shutters tearing and shrieking
Like souls of the dammed forgiveness seeking
Then past the eaves, whistling and screeching
Around the chimneypot’s howling and weeping

Upon the coastline rocks white horses trashing
At harbour walls waves pounding and smashing
Across the angry sky forked lightening flashing
Thors thunderous hammer booming and crashing

It seems the lord of storms his all has given
For the raging elements no longer wildly driven
From their shelters citizens are warily peeping
Then give thanks to God for their safekeeping

Ghost

20-Nov-2009

It was your decision.
I must have said this at least three times.
Such a thing was not meant to be left to me.
You said you didn't care, you were just tired
of being the non-girlfriend girlfriend.

(I didn't mind it, seeing as how it's either that
or this awkward silence, ignore each other while in the same room
kind of thing)

But you really did care.
So, I hope for once I'm giving you what you want.
I won't speak until spoken to, and even then I'll keep my voice low.
No eye contact, no kisses, no hugs, no affection.
Just a ghost wandering the house.

The Eagle And The Horse

20-Nov-2009

Quite a long time ago when my son was a child
He had a tame eagle and a white horse to ride
His eagle would fly to lands distant and strange
Returning to tell him that nothing had changed

He learned about people so wretched and thin
Their poor little children all bloated and grim
Sad haunted looks, their eyes dim with despair
For the rich of the world didn't know didn't care

At night in his dreams the white horse he would ride
To lands where starved thousands were destined to die
He remembers their wailing, the moans and the sighs
And he saw the Grim Reaper wipe tears from his eyes

He thought, where’s this God we all pray to for help?
And why don't his apostles give more of their wealth?
Why can't the rich nations put an end to this scourge?
Or in truth would they rather spend money on wars?

The Doorway

20-Nov-2009

Through this doorway all must go or our journey surly ends in woe
There is no other route you see, for the good or bad bond or free
The rich man through the needles eye a narrow path he can but try
There only ever was one way, no matter what earth’s wise men say,

The doorway’s closing as I write and judgment day looms into sight
Upon the door many shall knock, be gone, to you the door is locked
All their lives many have prayed, unheard each single word they said
Ignore the way you have to go, ignored are you, for it is written so.

Mankind has cherry picked the word, death to those a flaming sword
Have they forgotten they are but dust, thinking only of earthly lust
The word of man now given credence, a fine example of disobedience
As once before the word is ignored, in truth, by many now abhorred.

The narrow path not to mans liking, the pattern again is very striking
Clearly many are non-believers, lost or blinded by the great deceiver
To he who hears the truth well known, the deaf are lost and all alone
Blind leading blind stumbled and fell, that path shall only lead to hell.

Four In The Morning

20-Nov-2009

It’s four in the morning and I can’t sleep
How the seconds tick and minutes creep
The startled blackbirds give early warning
A prowling tomcat to his home returning.

Little cock robin singing sharp and bright
As he bathes in mankind’s generated light.
That cheeky wee rascal has brains to burn
For the neon street lamps keep him warm.

The big black crows have joined the chorus
In treetops high calling hoarse and raucous
Dawn’s grey light becomes increasingly bright
Shadows vanishing like the creatures of night.

The nervous magpie demonstrates his mistrust
His vocal machine gun sounds harsh and robust
Rowdy squabbling jackdaws enter into the fray
As they celebrate the dawning of another day.

My Life

20-Nov-2009

My life,
Has been like a gleaming rock,
Buried deep within the earth.
Beautiful yet dirty.

Rock-A-Bye Baby: A Modern Interpretation

20-Nov-2009

Rock a-bye-baby
On the tower top
When the wind blows
I’ll let you drop
When your skull breaks
And you hear mummy’s call
She’s coming down too
I’ll make her fall

Police are descending
Sirens and light
Trying to find me
As I run through the night
Out through the back doors
Into the street
Won’t hear the footsteps
Of my quick feet

why i stink

20-Nov-2009

wish i could just
take a shower in peace
the vulnerability
causes me angst

soap faced blindness
though only temporary
is enough time
to be crept upon-no thanks.

Stargazers

20-Nov-2009

I miss u and im thinking of u right now
We only spent one night apart and it just doesn’t seem right somehow

My tall drink of water, keeps me hydrated with love
And im so thankful to my Father above

Lets fly together to a place free from stress, and war
We could try mars
flying high above the stars
into a universe all ours
Wouldn’t it be fly
up in the sky
together just you and i

We could escape reality and live in sweet harmony
Surrounded by music made by us for infinity

What is a world perfect and where would it be,
Anything and anywhere you’d find u and me.

Tripping 2

20-Nov-2009

Tasting the colours of the rainbow,
Drifting through a vortex of light.
Sitting back, mind relaxed,
Knowing it’s all going to be alright.

Head rising up into the stratosphere,
Eyes following a purple squirrel.
Chasing it down, back to the ground,
Nothing can control this giggle.

The familiar orb of light floats up,
And hovers in front of your face.
Enticing you up towards the stars,
But you see no reason to chase.

Marooned on this island of perfection,
A world where you can just chill.
Once again, where you want to be,
No need for a rush, for a thrill.

what a card

20-Nov-2009

Thank you for your business card
what a colourful motif,
In fact it’s been quite handy
to pick the chicken from my teeth.

Sorry I’ve abused your business card,
it’s lovely, oooh the logo is embossed,
But it’s a bit wet and soggy now
I guess I should have flossed.

Gods Debris

20-Nov-2009

Boldly I fought the world and was triumphant
Where all but Gods debris in a phase of reconstruction
unfolding and molding his spirit as one
Creating and screaming time on the run!

Raped

20-Nov-2009

Charming, kind, loaded, sexy,
All the things you want in a guy.
Little did I know that come the next morning,
I’d be in the corner thinking, Please let me die.

He jabbed away like a stubborn woodpecker
The size, quite frankly, would make you laugh.
But this was no laughing matter,
Tied to a scolding radiator, gagged with a scarf.

A burn on my back, a bloodied nose,
My pussy, sore, white-hot.
My mind trying to concentrate hard on the music,
My face covered in tears and snot.

The intensity of hatred I felt was immense,
Surpassing the pain in my groin.
Wishing all evil on this bastard,
Trembling at his every moan.

The stump squirted something, it felt like piss,
I think that was his excuse for spunk.
Then he hit me, square, between the eyes,
I felt as though I had sunk.

I emerged the next morning, feeling like shit,
Hurting, crying, still wanting to die.
But not before I found that bastard,
And demanded a reason for why.

Then to get ten girls to beat him up,
Tie him to a radiator and give him a shock.
Then stamp on his face, snap all his bones,
And rip off that minuscule cock.

iN vEiN

20-Nov-2009

HeLLo My frIenD… we’Re hEre aGaIn,
yOur niGhtmarE dOes nOt haVe aN enD,
wHy doN’t yOu just aCCepT ouR bIrTh…
tHis iS YoUr liTTle heLL oN eArtH .

“I pray dear lord please rescue me,
Cleanse my soul and set me free,
I’ve stepped into a place of hell,
Where apparitions and these voices dwell,
Rebuke them now… that I can see,
There’s still some light that’s left in me”.

YoU pRay for liGht… buT wE’re stIll hEre,
We sNickEr at YouR fEEble prAyS,
CAn’t tUrn us ofF…wE’re nOt a sWitch,
YOuR miNd is ours… You PatHeTic biTch;
sO tAke tHis giFt aNd dOn’T RefUse,
wE’ll sOOn beCoMe yOuR grEateSt mUse.

time will be mine!

20-Nov-2009

Time drips like acid
penetrates my essence
You see time engulfs me

The heart beats steady
as my skin changes shape

We are not always
we are but a moment in this acidy pool
the sum of yesterday
and the subtraction of tomorrow

Her love was timeless once
her eyes and skin
where the stars and the wind
that made my time stand still

i wait for the day
when time and i will clash
and she will be there to watch me
retain my insanity.( and laugh)

I wanna smile!

20-Nov-2009

I spit so slick the alphabet
that ancient writings can't handle it
is what a ghost told me last week
once i got my spirit back on its feet

because I got knocked down and thrown around
that no sound drowned the night
but what a sight when that demon lost our fight

I have seen and i have concord all the fears in my life
I've killed a ghost and fought in wars
that cannot be seen by light
i look for love to take my being
and set it free and give it meaning

I sit and wait for that lovely day
when sun and the night meet
when perception and realty greet
when the world is not fake anymore
when i can open every door and smile!