I'd like to meet:
I like to talk to free spirited people who have a open heart and mind who dont follow others are free thinkers and who dont pre-judge others who can stand apart and are not afraid to say so.
Anyone who wants to have a laugh and a chat about anything but please no religious,political,money/work driven people as they bore the tits off me.
Please don't ask me to be your friend just to boost your ego and/or friend count as the answer is No.
Cover
In Rope,Cloth & Bands of Gold
Bind
Wrap
&
Hold
With Lies,Manners & Shame
Cheat
Flatter
&
Blame
With Sounds,Image & Speech
Influence
Lead
&
Teach
With Waves,Storm & Quakes
The Earth Erodes
Washes
&
Shakes
With Feelings,Thoughts & Deeds
Love
Want
&
Need
Good and Evil
Good Will Refuse All Pleasure And Sin
Evil Tastes Good,Running Down Your Chin
Good Will Turn & Take The Pain
Evil Will Kill Like Cain
Good Suffers In Silence
Evil Buys The Best Defence
Good Will Tend The Sick
Evil Will Scorn And Kick
Good Will Feed Evil
Evil, Poison To The Ill
Good Will Bow & Kneel
Evil Leashes & Brings To Heel
Good, Lessons To Prech
Evil, Instinct No Need To Teach
Good Vs Evil
One Needs The Other
Like A Child To Its Mother
I like the line ...kill like Cain... made me smile and dance like a windmill.
Talking
She Walks Through The City
At Night
Lights,Dance Water,Pretty
No Fright
As She Walks She Talks To The Angel
To His Delight
Her Life Story And Woes To Tell
Words Taking Flight
She Talks And Strides
Telling All Her Woes
Behind Her Guardian Glides
Watching Wherever She Goes
Love amongst the Coleslaw
Dip me quick Sidney
In bean sauce red or kidney
Spank and slap my arse
Taunt me with Lemongrass
Strip me down to the raw
Smear me with Coleslaw
Rip off my dress
Dont give me egg and cress
I want Wham Bam thank you ma'am
Stick your maryland ham
Drive me crazy
Not Mayonnaisey
I want some fun
Not your sesame seed bun
Keep your Pastrami
I am off up the butchers
for a Salami
Well one vaguely funny one out of god knows how many aint bad.
Failed
To die of a broken heart
System took its part
Loss of two
Blame you
She is now free
Where one become
Three
To a brave lady who died
The last dawn chorus
kill kill kill them all
the robin chirps
Death Death to all
the raven calls
This one This one
sings the cuckoo
Get them all Get them all
chorus the starlings
Which one first Which one first
the blackbird cries
And the sparrow quietly stares at you
Ins
no-one talks
we all revert to type
on a pane
painted with hype
no-one walks
we all ride
in a cage of windows
we hide
no-one thinks
options given
the button press
we push and wait
our red distress
String
a look,a glimpse
of self reflected
anothers eye
a phrase,a word
thought stolen
mirrored back
life echoes
words dead
soul head
I dont know at all...
Dont know what to call this
Search
High
Low
For
Who
We
Dont
Know
Strangers
Face
Charm
And
Grace
Eyes
Fix
Melt
Desire
Felt
Hand
In
Hand
A
Spiritual
Band
Fate
&
Destiny
Revealed
Sealed
Strange this i have tried to write one with the title "Numbers" twice
now and another poem comes out of nowhere.
Bull
Theres a bull in a china shop
inside my head
Kicking all illusions dead
I am putting doubts a-new onto its back
one kick and crack
All that stands is a empty shelf
Myself
The Bull will turn and gore
This self created Matador
3 Primates
See No Evil
Turn your eyes away
No bad news today
In a world of one
Reality gone
Hear No Evi
l
A wall of silence
The defence
No words love or lust
Image is all you trust
Speak No Evil
Spread No lies
Hate or deceit
Vile words will kill
Beauty lies dying
At your feet
Lore
Peace
Is
Truth
Is
Serenity
is
Clarity
Is
Purpose
Is
Life
Is
Love
Need
desire - want - need
all greed
to own keep catch
one for one
perfect match
town county country
wherever they be
heart will burn
soul will yearn
Cascading
catch and release
rhythm never cease
pass and throw
high and low
hand to eye
hold then fly
grip and let go
keep the flow
clubs,balls,knives
timing illusion thrives
fire torch path been
hand unseen
now the final toss
showing the art of
control and loss
Inspired by a juggler
.
SunRay
one day
one ray
one face
hair burned
myriad of colours
earthly hues
eyes shine deep
cool and true
skin is fired
palest of gold
one face
one ray
one day
Trial
man walks
blood trailed
bruised,skin torn
abused,no scorn
Centre bowed
chains,muscle,ploughed
light,high,sharp
words,lies,money bought
crowd,muffled,mute
sentence passed
no questions asked
I have been listening to last fm and this is what came out.
Pherhaps i should listen to happy fm?
Old
one raindrop over
is a call to arms
fight for higher groun
d
one song one sound
Sun taking her due
raindrope so few
and time slips by
And the birds fly
looking for green and dry
a wind twists to kill
cameras thrill
building falls in
lives lost been
and time slips by
And the birds fly
never landing, die
land cracks and shears
all our fears
Sparks a million strong
flash and gone
waves rise
no surprise
and time slips by
And the birds fly
so few now numbers high
land fades to the sea
higher ground to be
ice slides in
land once been
and time slips by
A bird flies
looking for green and dry
House
A blind spirit walks to where he knows
Guided by what the land shows
When he gets to the place
All worry drops from his face
A broad smile for all those who have been
in this house of the un-seeing
Airport of Fate
Enter warm inviting
Mood high exciting
Your decision to make
Which route to take
At check in
Declare No sin
You wander to the gate
and take your plane
from the
Airport of Fate
Place
spirit destined to fly
body dying to try
some full of grace
for a higher place
another time and place
not your line and face
somewhere green and new
to see if you fit the view
looking for a time
searching for a line
full of trial and treat
times sour, sweet
where a stone will rest
not always the best
fate pulling you on
beyond the horizon
and so you walk
and talk
many people to talk
a lifetime to walk
path unknown leading into the blue
hoping its true
sun scorched and rain sodden
a long path trodden
from out of a dark end
to where a soul can mend
emotions choose paths
Some tears, many laughs
you never get to the end
until its the end
This started off as one thing and then a certain non-irish person got into my head and this is what came out.
Glide
Warmth caressing
momemtum increases
muscles flexing
twisting torso
feathers splayed
the bird will fly
Cold depressing
pressure never ceases
strength waxing
fight gone also
all hope strayed
bird will die
Empty
In a world of one
Nowhere to run
Walking a path solo
Nowhere to go
Flickering halo wrong to right
Swinging dark to light
Seeing the world in colours new
Different View
From a head thats old
Too old to be told
In and out of sight
Scared someone might
The image in shadows
As the darkness grows
Walking away from pain
Before it turns to joy
One so low boy
A N T H E M
I am Man hear me roar
Same cloth dishes,floor
~*~
I am Man hear me bore
Football,Rugby whats the score
~*~
I am Man hear my lore
Shit,Shave & Shampoo Ten mins out the door
~*~
I am Man with hands that paw
And with teeth, skirt tore
~*~
I am Man join my war
So many dead need more
~*~
I am Man to the core
Loathe,Hate or Adore
~*~
John Doe,Ray
,Standing outside
Looking in
Counting time
Feeling fine
Watching life
Spinning mind
Blurring view
Being silent
Raging anger
Getting hurt
Saying sorry
Sides
Objects we own
Happiness is free
Only to be shown
Sitting under a tree
Money is greed
Peace is a state of mind
More you have More you need
In the arms of one so kind
Lies and Hate
Love is all
Karma deals your fate
We all fall
Goodbye
To Fly to one at the end
So much love to send
To sit and watch beside
Past hurts fade and subside
A Look just for one
For all things said and done
Silence falls all around
Peace for one is found
Inspired by someone
.
Death of A Angel
An Angel lies bleeding
Beaten by cruelty of thought
Cut by lies with silver bought
Bound by deceit and hate
One Angels bloody fate
Meeting a Angel
An Angel walks
No sound trace
Shimmering beauty face
Soul pure clean deadly
Mirror to my flaws
Vision of what can be
With no hate or doubt
Ashamed to meet her gaze
When eyes meet
Exposes my heart
To truth burns
Tears come and go
For what she shows
All my doubt and woes
Who believes in angels
Soul shines
Like the brightest star
Ripping the air
For all to gaze upon and admire
The purest fire
Spirit so gentle
Holds you in its arms
Overwhelming warmth and peace
The world and pain fall
Sweetest Embrace of all
A voic that flies
Of the sweetest song
Dancing through the air
Makes you listen
Eyes glisten
Eyes pure shine
Stealing the light
Fly or cry
Fixed on you
Helpless to do
Find
Looking for who i dont know
Looking for a light to show
Looking for a soul to match
Looking for a heart to catch
Looking for a smile to kiss
Looking for arms to miss
Looking for a spirit to guide
Looking for an embrace to hide
Looking for eyes that burn the air
Looking for someone to care
Looking for a mind to meet
Looking for a pure white heat
Sun
The clouds try to hide the sun
From everyone
Keeping its warmth and light
For their own delight
The sun spits out a golden spear
The clouds part in fear
The gentle ray
Caresses and comforts the day
And when the sun is at a peak
The moon will start to sneak
Sail Boat
Launched finally set free
The toy boat glides across the pond for all too see
The wind changes and the sails fill
Each new direction a new thrill
The rain makes the boat rock and roll
Each drop takes it toll
And when the pond is like a mill
The waves its makes nil
Then a gust takes it a direction new
Different course Different view
The pond reflects the journeys taken
It never shows the making
And as it comes to the bank the sails let go
The last thank you to the wind The last show
Edge
Dancing on a fine line
Mind inbetween reason and rhyme
Either side too steep
The colour too deep
One step one direction
No time for reflection
Choice is set
Chips fall let
Words and Deeds decide
Fate,Destiny and Path collide
A fine line in which we tread
A coin decides life or dead
We all move to our goal
Spirit,body and soul
Balance
The One & Only
The Lost & Lonely
One Thought Can Kill
Thoughts That Thrill
One Word Spirit Soar
Another It Flies No More
One Deed One in Need
Greed Will Take Not Feed
One Drop To Grow
Too Few Land Will Blow
One Tear for One Dying
Another Crying
One spark for joy and life
A Million Strikes Like a Knife
The Breeze Carries The Wave
Stronger So Many To Save
Souls of Pure Joy & Light
Always Burn Too Bright
The Good & True
So Few
Mercy
A slow long final walk
A mother and child with no talk
A long cold stare
Away from a world so unfair
One last and final embrace
Into the safest place
One step into space, soon no trace
Still protecting the child from this place
This was inspired by the court releasing a young mother from
prison on the grounds of mercy. She tried to take her life by
jumping off a bridge while holding her child. What impressed me was even in her darkest point the instinct to mother overrides everything.
Thank god the justice system sometimes works.
Reality bites,sucks
When your heart cries out
Pure love is the shout
You for you is the call
Best you get is Fuck all
Following the one you chose
Who's love is just a pose
Un-Requited love
Self Respect gets the shove
Deflections
Mirror Mirror
Tell me what i want to know
I will tell you what to show
Show me who i want to be
Not this i see
Blur the image detail gone
Dim the light shone
And now in this pose
Lens coloured Rose
Song Bird
A bird will fly forever
With its song ending never
The wind will lift and rise
The land no surprise
Her song ever clear
Her song for anyone to hear
The meaning is what you take
The song is hers to make
The sound so vital and bright
Echoes through the day and around the night
And when her song ends
To hear the last the air will bend
inspired by Listening to The best of Lisa Gerrard
one image one second
The image stops you dead
Memory takes your heart, you are led
Back to a space
A far happier place
The joy tinged with pain
Remembering loves refrain
Heart nothing to give
Nothing left but to live
Heartfelt
With eyes of sparkling blue fire
Burning with pure desire
Looking for a love reflected
No more dejected
Hair of a Golden hue
So pure so true
A woman of style and grace
With a Angels face
A soul in need of friends
True and to the ends
A man to call her own
No more alone
Darkest fears
Washed away with tears
The need for laughter
To raise the rafters
Too much hurt
Heart found in the dirt
Stronger now than before
Looking for the open door
Rude
As my fingers glide
Over your skin
Guided by your breath
Caught and Short
Circling as your body
Rises and Fall's
Pushing Harder as your
Voice goes to a low moan.
Then after my tongue
Teeth and Lips
Will Follow where my
Fingers have led
Leaving you helpless
On the bed.
So Very Funny
A clown shows but one of his faces
A clown buys extra long laces
A clown leaves lipstick traces
A clown lives on a smile to pay basis
A clown for love,chases
A clown paints a smile
A clowns life is a trial
A clowns misery in denial
A clown laughs full of bile
A clown weeps all the while
Singular
One point in time one dies
After one will cry
One second life is made
First step on a path laid
One thought can kill a race
One acrion smiling face
One tree cut down
Sea rises land drown
One earth one sky
Wave bye,bye
A State of Bliss
Love creeps in when you dont see
It wont let you be
Slides in and wraps around
Breath taken never found
Locks your heart with no key
Content not to be free
Colours your eyes
Blind to lies
Thoughts unclear
Alone the fear
You are loves fool
Aint it cool
Tick Tick Tick
Time waiting to kill
No more the thrill
Time the changer
The mirrored stranger
Time dealer of fate
No heed of hate
Time revelations
Condemnations
Declarations
Celebrations
The Journey
Train pulls in
From a long time been
We join Glistening,wet,new
We join every hue
We all come from pain
We all board the train
Others like us, brand new
Straining to see the view
Some step off their time due
The path is set straight,long,true
We learn, the time flew
Some who we thought would stay
Get up to leave whatever we say
The line is everlong
Always right never wrong
Guided by a hand everstrong
Time goes
Lessons learnt begin to show
When the end is due
We rise for one last view
Inspired by a idea by T
L-O-S-T
Standing still
Wind tree's sway thoughts carried away
Daylight turned to night
Over my shoulder i see only older
Who will choose Who wil i lose
Which path is mine What wave washed line
Do i drop out to find out
Where do i go To play my part in my show
The painful truth
When a thought makes you cry
Isn't it better to live with a lie
Everyday your heart will die
Until you no longer cry
A little ditty about Myspace
To the mad,bard and dangerous to know
To the shy not wanting to show
To the lonely,lost and loony
To those who try to be foony
To the ones who show you what they got
To the ones with not a lot
To the souls seeking a mate
To ones wanting a date
To the ones who want to marry
To one called Tom.Dick or Harry
To those with a point to prove
To those with books to move
Welcome to the land of the free
Where the adverts pay the fee
Sound
Voices old and new
Voices false and true
Voices gone,lost
Voices wanted any cost
Voices spurned
Voices yearned
Voices wise
Voices lies
Voices shouting at the night
Voices unrequite
Voices warm,love,light
Voices no more fight
2
When two hurt
Vile words spurt
Love is lost
Friendship the next cost
Not saying
Pain is playing
The final step
More tears wept
No way out
Except shout,shout,shout
Dinner
Someone you know
A twisted image now on show
The reason deep and long
Feel strung along
The hurt pours out
The love a silent shout
This show is not real
For she must feel
She must feel
SHE MUST FEEL
Lyrics
You know how sometimes a song you have heard a million times suddenly "hits home".
These lyrics from the Eurthymics love is a stranger struck me as intensely beautiful:
its savage and its cruel
and it shines like destruction
it comes in like a flood
and it seems like religion
its noble its brutal
it distorts and deranges
and it wrneches you up
and your left like a zombie.
Barriers
Distance holds my arms
Time holds my heart
A world holds my thoughts
My voice is silent
All for you
Stream of thought
picking up sticks
packing away stones
moving space
shifting time
half a life gone
my country my home
new skies with no star to call mine
all alone cut to the bone
all new from what i knew
no stake in a land thats not mine
new place my face
new land new voice
new land my choice
KAT
Wu's a BAD wittle puddy tat
Wu SHOULD have shat
Where we told you to SHAT
Wu bad IKKLE puddy tat
COME here wittle puddy tat
And take THAT!
Poor ikkle puddy tat
Christmas Dinner
As the family sit
your lip firmly bit
*
Dont say the past trouble
All live in a false bubble
*
Views left unsaid
Until the day of the dead
*
No noise or sound
Voices mutter underground
*
Tempers kept in check
Like cards in a deck
*
Eating in silence
Dont cause offence
*
At the door
"Next year for more!"
Xmas
HO HO HO
one in pain lets go
BUY BUY BUY
a loved one left to cry
EAT EAT EAT
one cowers and gets beat
Spirit of my Father
As the spirits rise and fall
i hear a call
A voice i have never heard
Unsure,i unsure
The voice is old
Old as the oldest day
intently i listen
as a child
It is a voice that is mine
Its a voice thats been through time
and i listen like a son
All at once my worldd caves in
Crying with joy
as a boy
Questions in my head
For a Father's voice long since dead
Why I am partially Sighted
I was born with a condition that is called Con-Genital Glaucoma. This basically means that my eyes cannot drain the liquid that passes through your eyes to keep them free from disease. It took 31 years to take effect i noticed stars in my eyes as i walked home from work. After going to a optician then my GP and the local general hospital i then ended up at the place that is my first childhood memory Moorfields Eye Hospital.After a consultation of minutes it was decided to put tubes in both eyes. The best way to visualise this is a soft boiled egg and a straw. So less than one week i was having my first operation. The following day i sat in the chair waiting to go home when i noticed a pain that was growing i thought it was just the pain killers wearing off but my eye was filling up with 4 times as much liquid as it should have. The pain was stopping me breathing that was making my heart go faster which was making the pain worse i couldnt speak or move a muscle at this point. The only thing that saved me was my brother coming to take me home. The nurse saw i was in trouble and gave me 4 shots of morphine and a shot of diamox to bring the pressure in the eye down at this point it was 55 [normal is 15].I went back to have the stitch out 4 weeks later which involved me sitting at a slit lamp and someone sticking a piece of wire into my eye to remove a holding stitch they put on the tube so that scar tissue can form. The scar tissue was not sufficently formed so it let my eye drain completely so i had the sheer joy of having my eye pumped up several times. This involved one needle in the top of the eye to let the air out and one attached to a tub of helon which was pumped into my eye to re-form the eye the sensation is sickening. This happened about 5 or 6 times all of them being totally awake. The eye was suffering and it was decided to re-tie the tube so i went into another operation and 4 weeks later went back this time the scar tissue held but the eye was virtually useless. I went back to work and watched as the eye tore itself apart so i went back in and had it re-stitched by now the eye was too weak and i only saw blood swirling around.Now it was the left eye's turn for it "Oh Goody" i thought the surgeon who i owe my sight to came up with a variation to the normal method. It worked it held first time and i kept about 30% sight which i will lose but hey you can only lose what you have got and i thank everyone at Moorfields for their humour,care and devotion especially the nurse "Helena" and the Consultant Surgeon Mr I. Murdoch.I have written this to explain my condition not to define me.
Machine
The machine ploughs through your hopes and fears
no time for tears
The machine rips your heart,body and soul
only one goal
The machine doesn't care
standing still,blank stare
The machine rolls on and on
all hope gone
Cornfield
Grasping at the stem
in place of the hem
Darting and diving blazing a trail
without a mind to fail
Moving at speed
with advice no time to heed
Moving at full pace
trying to win every race
At the edge a shining light
Thinking about what was right
Stepping into the edge
looking at one path from hedge to hedge
No Church
You
are
born
with
the
right
to be
free to love anyone
free to be what you want to be
no
rules
Church
Told
to
be
intolerant racist ignorant
sexist obedient
blind
faith
leads
to
one
view
one
lie
Time and Place
I want to say
But i cannot
Content with just hey
Change is in the air
And to stay mute
Is only fair
To wait and see
And wait for the time
Is what i have to be
Now the words must come
Heart in mouth
Standing struck dumb
Waiting for the answer
Waiting for joy or pain
My Country
My Country Red
Born and bed
End up dead
My Country White
Not right
No light
My Country Blue
No longer true
Tired of this view
Change
From the sea to the land
We come.
From the child to the adult
We grow.
From the lonely to the loved
We hope.
From the trapped to the free
We fight.
Fromt the rut to the new lease
We want.
From the land to the air
We go.
Wild flowers
Theres a crack in the highway
Some water has bled
Theres a crack in the highway
A wild flower has made her bed
Cars pass to the left and to the right
Twisting the flower with all their might
Yet the flower seeks out the light
There was a crack in the highway
Filled in - flower dead
The seeds the flower shed
Are now flowers of every hue
From the highway to where the
land turns blue.
Something you said
From the first division of cell
To the last toll of the bell
From the Euphoria to the grey
We never fade away.
As the river runs to the sea
It hastouched and fed a million places.
Grown stronger through a million races
As this life plays to its final scene
With all the places we have been
And all the faces we have seen
We join and talk to the spirits that have been.
e
Travelling through space and time
leaving no trace the invisible crime.
Going round the world without a face to call my own
The only watchers are offers for a loan.
Left
When the picture is taken away
your spirit remains
When the colour has faded
your soul burns bright
When the image has gone
your memory lives on
When the world turns dark
your light shows the way
L.E
To a little girl in her perfect world
When a loved one leaves through a door
Her laugh turns to a roar.
To a perfect girl in a little world
Whose Utopia must die
To live in a world in which we lie
* MORTALITY *
Just when you think you're flying
it shows you a mirror which shows your dying
Your life seems to be gliding
it shows you what you're hiding
when you see nothing but blue
it shows you it aint true
So much joy and pain
i am pregnant...it must be his...he's the one...she said no
he used to...makes me laugh...torn apart...just friends
cant live with...cant live without...smile lights my world
feel worthless...dont want to...grown apart...trust me
please dont cry...thank you for...i love your...you make me
its not you its...you said...what i meant was...i am sorry...sorry
i love you
Fact Reduced People
Increasingly we are all losing detail,individuality a sense of the unique. These global database's hold,sort and match us all.
We are then presented as a photo and a few facts for other people to browse over. The term browsing for people is one i find personally disgusting as it reduces us all to commodities to be compared and contrasted where a person is infinetly more complex than any database can handle.
Is this the globalization of the human race each person pre-packaged into a standard format able to read at speed with no real idea of what is inside.
The barcode tattoo,the implant and the tag have all been outdated and sold down the river as we sign up to these processing centres for free with the promise of acceptance by others and to not be left out.
I too have signed up and have been processed signed,sealed and posted around the world. Welcome to your world where everyone knows nothing about you.....
H2O
tear the soul
wash away the stain
melt the hardest heart
stop the world from turning
World View
If your entire world is your flat.
Then what does the outside world mean to you.
Do the people walking outside seem like friends or a threat.
If you go out do you interact or avoid them.
Is the safety of your home a trap to keep you there or a comfort.
Fog
Do you remember fog?
The weather forecast
"Sorry about the F in fog"
I suppose its global warming well not in my eyes i have had a real pea-souper for a day now and it is only just clearing now.
I do hope i dont get snow.
I dreaming of a white christmas.
Money
How much is enough
How much do you need
How much do you want
What will you do for it
How much would change your views.
Trust
The word means nothing
the deed means everything