Friday, 20 November 2015

It ends when it comes

A weakened soul replicates an owl 
concerned this delicate branch will fail
lay still, perturbed to retrace
today's shift a far off place
eventually will arrive in its own time 
if one awakens to save face

A constant sorrow known too well
frequently isolated constant spell
not to mention that fateful word
down in the dungeon unheard
way down where the brave men go
sleep will come, when?, they hear you so
don't be ridiculous, no man will know

Memories trace back, looking forward
A piece in the middle, a quizzical walrus
cutting through ice a piece at a piece
life's not forever it's only on lease
a day past an hour, aquire some sleep
everything ends in black 


Thursday, 19 November 2015

Magnus

                          
                        Saw it
                    all in one day
             a vibrant view at noon     
        fifteen revolutions of New York 
     one hundred and thirty three days 
     alone on a deserted space station   
 Sahara dessert craves attentive yelloW
   the stars come out at night to sparkle
    relevantly radical and awe inspiring 
       electrical engineer remarkable
           sts -112, 2002, neemo 11
                  specialist system
                      sts - 119
                        

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Damn Garden

Autumn is here,
once again my garden is covered in leaves, you see it's surrounded by trees,
every November I pick them up,
every November I pick them up, 
every November I pick them up,
I could have been a singer, a roofer, I could have been the man fixing your computer, but that damn garden is covered in leaves, so I better pick them up, while I'm down on my luck.

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

Ghosts in the past

Curb your enthusiasm 
how dull is a wrench
silver sparkle within the black
relieve the pressure off his back
rusty cart requires oil, a ponies last trek
closed yet spirits remain on the track

Curb your enthusiasm
how dark a town be
kept alive with death, no returning muscle
white skin, a shower put in 
vegetable soup, you're off the grisle
a monument built of steel to last 
the ghosts are far off in the past

Curb your enthusiasm 
Robin of sherwood, oh Nottingham sigh
it was inevitable!, treacherous scum cry
the day must end, so doth the year
so scatter wide, thy noise round fire 
open a tin, settle in and have a beer
the rich have Christmas
our spirit died here.

Sunday, 15 November 2015

Loved but Hated

I wish no harm, an unbearable pain 
tearing at my sanity, emotionally inept
overwrought with compassion
holding normality together 
tragically silent in suffering
while the world suffers hate
weeping without showing
shut the fucking gate
Please shut the fucking gate

Plea's screaming unheard
my heart suffers deep
I cannot change the circumstance 
in which action that I weep
the mind overuneth,
the cup hath no chance
torture oneself cruely 
then have another dance 
do not be seen
have another dance

Continue without showing
I cannot bare life anymore
continue but not giving
a hint of what's in store
a paradoxical torture 
ironical so it seems
honest in a weakness 
hate me for loves sake
not meant to be a bore
so shut the fucking door
Please shut the fucking door



I hear the Woodpecker

Hear the sound of a baby crying
the baaing of a sheep
a gentle sound of wheezing while
you lay asleep

A rustle in the treetops
thundering of the rain
whistle in the chillin' wind
tears through a sorrowed brain

Darkness is a torture
as if we are but blind
exhilarating journey 
of a hazardous kind

The hooting of an owl tells the
screeching of a bat 
"hear that captured rabbit scream,
he's caught in a foxes trap"

wonderous sounds of life
delightful adrenalin fright
fills the world with peaceful joy
through shattered sleep at night

tired in the evening
exhausted in the day
depression grips the dead inside,
he has a peculiar way. 



Saturday, 14 November 2015

Love is peace

individual terrorists kill
pathologically, abnormal 
aim at will
theologically twisted 
pour tuer l'innocence
evil bastards do not feel

peace loving Muslims, Christians too
should stand together to deny you
group of devilry have no place 
upon this earth for the human race
les emmener a' l'enfer
evil disgrace

lavage de cerveau par le mal
save the world with love
use it as a power
from the Lord above
they shall not win 
with a Kalashnikov 


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There is a person climbing a mountain the ALP, is as a rocky sea ln the Atlantic  overflowing with love, pouring as a fountain a lady gives ...