Friday, May 05, 2017

Years Ago...

Desire unstated.
Wishes unspoken.
A glance is stolen.
A spell never broken.
Radiance glows within.
A warm flashing look.
And it drew me in.

That’s really all it took.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

It’s a long strange highway

It’s a long strange highway we’re rolling down
Big city lights, small non descript towns
Urban delights, pastoral peace, lots of green, little bits of brown

Driving on down the line, taking it all in
Straight line speed, the long and winding road
The ups, the downs, the turn arounds and all things in between

Life is an open road, that part I do know
Where does it take us, where does it end
Rolling right along, lost in that feeling, right from the get go

This is where it goes down, this is the life
The stops and the gos, the ebb and flow

Take your pick, play it safe, or live on the edge of a knife

Monday, August 24, 2015

Guesswork Communication

So you call me deliberately slow, but I don’t
Know what to do with implications
All that’s meant to be so obvious
Joining the dots, figuring machinations

Words come easy, more often than not
It’s just sometimes, what’s said has latitude
That needs to be considered and figured
Too often the meaning is not what is understood
The essence of what is important
Is to admit to the clarity of feeling
Not trying to plot some comprehension
Till you get a head that’s thumping and reeling
So what when that clarity is inconvenient
To admit to even oneself can get so tough
Do you need to state, communicate?
I’d say, even a little, well put, is enough

Monday, June 15, 2015

Fleeting Dream

In a fleeting dream
A visually conscious stream

Don’t know where it’ll go
A journey so long and so slow

In God that we trust
The wind takes the words were it must

Don’t know how to defy
Instinct that’s built to multiply

Always wanting more
Feelings beyond a smoky glass door

Don’t know what it is

Just that it is, the way it is

Thursday, May 07, 2015

Just Talking

So from time to time, I might have spoken out loud
Wonder if it stuck a chord or jangled a nerve.

Hope the honesty can stir up some piquant thought
Hope you can keep up your pep, vim, maybe some verve.

Just airing out some things that needed to be said
Keeping it fresh, so there is no embedded dust.

Unclogging pipes, so as to speak, clearing the air

Hope you can keep your cool, you can keep calm, I trust?

Friday, November 21, 2014

4th Dimension


I hear you talking your heart out
All you say, everything it's all about
Do you hear me singing to you?
Get every word, does it ring true?
Is it the universe speaking to me?
Drawing out a pattern that only I can see?
Is it realisation washing over my head?
Where would I be, if I’m not here instead?
Where does this evolve and grow?
Which way is high, which is labeled low?
Riding along a spiraling wave
A black hole or merely an endless cave
Logic that curls in on itself, over and over
Feelings that crash into one another
Do what I can, often I do as I do
All I can do is hope I stay connected to you
Through the static, through the blinding noise
Through the dust that is blowing, the water that keeps flowing
It’s never a moment that its still, it moves
In riddles, in shapes that spin around, always growing
Changing colours, texture, temperature and light
It’s a different thing every time you change the point of view
It’s still the same as the moment realisation dawned
Something that we can’t understand, but always knew

Saturday, October 04, 2014

Equus


The road’s twisted
Broad as the night
Easy to run
A railway flight

Don’t be afraid
Of the crazy dark
Deepest corners
Footsteps don’t mark

Where feelings hide
Deepest wishes
Greyed out dreams
Tiger’s tail swishes

Nights have magic
Look far inside
Seeds have sprouted
Grown far and wide

Back that truck up
That slippery slope
Try and cling to
Some desperate hope

The path is paved
With jagged stone
Cut your soul bare
And cut your bone

A word is dropped
A glance is flashed
Expression snared
A blank cheque cashed

With ragged light
A penny drops
Images fade
The dreaming stops

But it’s all here
Under the surface
Of your two eyes
Waiting to surface
When you least expect

Insidious calm
Gripping you tight
Subterranean intent
Rocking you numb
Vowing to protect