New Chapters
Never deny Who you are What you did Or said. Unreliable voices in the head. Take care I am here You are there But together We turn fear Into friend Look back Was it ever Really there? Stories don’t end But new chapters Just beginning.
Let it Go
Chasing sheets of paper On the wind They fly away My thoughts upon them But that was yesterday Scattered in my dreams I know What they mean and say To me. Move on Let go Let go
What Must be Done
Structure imposed, On the structureless. Meaning imposed, On the meaningless. The beauty of chaos, And the pointless, Juxtaposed. Reality paper thin. Trying to make sense, Where do I begin? Will someone ask, What’s going on? They don’t know, So I run, And jump the fence, Where will I land? At least I’ve gone. Forget the past. The time that spanned, And look ahead. Do what must be done.
Soft Tones
Soft tones, Down the telephone. The catch of breath, Imagining their world together. Sweet pain of separation, Yet ties cannot be broken. Loves intoxication, Makes dizzy, With the expectation. So precious to each other. Hearts reaching, Always touching. Then face to face The beauty of embrace, Takes over.
Humanity
Listen well in quiet rooms, There maybe something there. Speak soft amidst the noise of crowds, And your voice will be heard. Act when others do not dare, They are full of doubt and fear. Be generous when you have no more, And others do not care. Be free with love, And do not seek reward. Ask for less than you deserved, All of this will show The strength and quality, Of your own, Humanity.
Blame
Blame, Taken fully, or not at all, Either point untrue. Along the line, Which joins the two. Where do I stand? The call is up to you. I cannot judge, Lest I am too easy, Or too harsh, But I must know, What part i played. I don’t know why, A guess would do. Try and measure, What cannot be measured. Thoughts and memories, Once treasured. When life and hope, Hang by a thread, And it breaks. Will something take its stead? Or am I just, The same.
Dark Streets
Walking down dark streets. Darker thoughts follow him. Where does he begin? No story left, The warp and weft, Of life he wears, His cares in every stitch, Yet rich with ideas. He looks for ancient patterns, In a tidal wave of ancient passions, And turns another corner of the street. His search goes on, Once again on the run. To what, from what.? The house, Where it all happened. Passed by on the way to school. Waking, sleeping dreams, That rule. A stain never washed away Grows more livid by the day Revenge or sorrow Who can say Perhaps its both The memory still vivid.
New Years
New year’s eve, Brazilian style. Nephews, nieces, For a while. If this don’t make, You smile, You’re not a child, Inside. I know you are. You want to share, But you’re going spare, Inside. They fill the room. Different faces, Foreign language. You are just the groom, But you get it. That’s the way you are. You don’t have enough, To pay, For the happiness, You feel today. Will it last? The past is dead and buried, Shredded, cast aside. You have no pride? I believe you do. There is no telling, Of what you do, Next. I am spelling, It out for you. Now, move along, There is a queue.
Dilettante
Join the dots, Of my tears. Hear the fears, In my heart, What do they say to you? On my knees, In deep freeze, And praying, Don’t go down that hole. Don’t go down again, No, no, no. We both know you will. Transparent as glass, You spill light. But talk such shite, Late at night. Talk as if you, Have no choice, But you have a voice, So lets hear. Not Curtis, not Dylan, Or even John Lennon. Certainly not Shakespear, Or Chaucer, Merely the son of a grocer. Take no pride in humility, The deadliest sin of all. All servants wish to be masters, And you are no exception.
The Wolf
Little to do, But think of you.. So I prowl, and howl, Like a wolf, At the moon. See you soon I hope. Till then, Just cope. Life for the living, There is no way, Of knowing. At the end of a rope, Facing nothing, But you. You turn me on. Is there something, I am missing? Just one kiss from you.
Clown
Sorry, don’t know, Where time went. Eroded and corroded, Thrashed by sentiment. Chewed up and bent. Liked to get loaded, White wine, whiter lines, Screwed, smoking weed, So I could sleep. The days I nearly died, Mashed and ferment, This cannot be reconciled. Go your own way, I also want to play, But cannot say Which games to throw away. Easy to get in, Harder to get out, Like your head through the railings. The mind numbs, And whatever, The failings you, You think you got, Don’t follow, The crumbs. People try to bring me down, So I arrive as, Your clown.
Dead Man Walking
Cleansing in the blood, Of those who came before. I was once a good man, But now I am not so sure. You ask the question, I give you more. Don’t know why I did it, Maybe even up some score? Test my heart, Is my timing flawed? You ask the question, I give you more. Shuffling down death row, To the chamber. Suddenly I remember, Why iam here. Don’t ask the question, I got no more.
Adieu
With no kindness, Comes no fear. With the blindness, Comes no tear. You are party to the few. It didn’t seem I fitted, They wanted me committed. Always rational and polite, Depending on, Your point of view. De-rated and berated, I shattered their illusions. You can draw, Your own conclusions. I paid my debts in lieu. What I’ve given, What I lost. I don’t count the cost. Still driven, unforgiven. Where am I going to? A verse once shed, That has not bled, Deserves no recognition. A figment of imagination, Adieu.
Down
Down, down, You shot me down. What must I prove 'Till I can reach the ground Where I can stand? I don’t care what it takes, Or what I have to do, I have nothing left to loose. You charmed my heart, It belongs to you. Not stolen, Given; Yet I am driven To ask Where did this start? Pangs of love Bite hard, Leaves marks Upon my flesh. But non the less I see this through. I know how to love, I think you know how too.
Amusement
Too late, I have to demonstrate That I ain't got a screw loose. By now You should have worked it out; Running out of juice, Living on the fumes Of yesterday. And I pray Every day Nothing conclusive comes. You take the life That you choose. You can keep A spirit that runs deep, If it will amuse.
Butterfly
Come fly butterfly; We go together And I will try To show a better life. Reach out, hold my hand, You will not fall. We promised everything; Now hear my call. Sworn to the damned, But I can see angels. Where in the world Do I stand? I stand by you butterfly. Fly free, Fly free. The sunlight through your wings, So beautiful to see. Always and forever I will chase The butterfly in the sun, Hoping one day We can be together. Where our love began. Don’t be afraid, Rest on my hand; The greatest treasure A man could demand. Oh butterfly, oh butterfly Fly with me. Too late; I have to demonstrate. Memory takes me back. Most of all I miss you girl, The choice I make. You could break my heart. I don’t think you will.
Icarus Did Not Die
Wings of wax and feathers, We glide From this maze, But remember: Don’t fly Too close to the sun; Or hopes and dreams Will melt. Now leap, We go together. Like I saw it with my own eyes, Saw the blaze as he fell And Daedalus flew on, While his only son Crash landed In the ocean. But he wasn’t dead, Instead Lives in my heart today.
Cigarettes and Coffee
Get the mood down. But I get up, Watching the moon frown. No regrets; Looking at the cigarettes In the coffee I almost downed. But I was wasted, Yet tasted The possibility That something Would come soon. Need a clear path In the aftermath Of what you meant to me. Bring something To the party. I know you are good enough.
Love, No Frills
Love makes fools of us all, Where even the clever fall. Try to fight it, You will lose. Has no respect for age Or for any rules, It's just the life we choose. Often dangerous and cruel; We gamble every time, Hoping for a win. We always turn the wheel. But just remember this We will trade anything For one moment of bliss.
Give up the World
I could give up the world forever. I am tired and my journeys quite done, But i look at you And I see through and through, Why I am still alive And the pleasure You gave Is like treasure, To a poor man Lost at sea. I tried to be something I wasn’t. Leaving feelings, Some not so pleasant, But you were the best thing, That I ever knew And it hurts were not together.
Strange Fascination
I have come to the end, Now do I bend the rules, And watch fools gather. Old dear friend, Look at their faces, Eyes dry, No crying here, But I must die. Not pursued by a bear. Exit stage left. Something more prosaic, But the mosaic, Of life, Fascinates me. Just grant me a wish, One last kiss, Then I disappear Forever.