The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
Colours run through my mind Lights, shapes, memories Are all I have now Of a once complete consciousness Stability no longer exists Since she came At once my mind became restless Until it became divided My soul stretched out to her My shyness fought against nature My actions were no longer mine My thoughts were confused I knew it would happen For me loneliness evermore But my mind cannot endure it Please, please help...
30/04/1978
Leave a CommentWhat did they feel I wonder? As they were swept away on that hideous wave. That same wave that so terribly burnt the names Hiroshima and Nagasaki Into our dull consciousness. Were they afraid, did they feel terror In those few seconds? Did they think on their loved ones, Did they know they were going to die, Or were they just living their ordinary lives? Were the children playing in the streets? Were the mothers shopping, washing, talking? Were the fathers working as they had always done? Did they have brothers I wonder Fighting at the front? So many died in that instant, in that twinkling of an eye, All on the orders of a solitary man so far away. And so many of the undead Suffered so terribly. Was it worth it? And now so many years later What lessons have we learnt? Could it ever happen again? Will so many people die so needlessly Or can we learn to live in peace?
13/01/1990
Leave a CommentWhen in the rebellion of mens eyes I am alone, I have a warmth inside that gives me life. When in the hatred of men's thoughts I am in danger, I have no fear for you are with me. When in the anger of men's fears I suffer without sound, I feel no anguish for you strengthen me. When in the blackness of men's hearts I stumble blindly, I worry not for you are there to guide me. When in the dungeon of men's dreams I am a captive, I am in peace for your love frees me.
26/08/1989
Leave a CommentThe candle in the corner splutters and dies Fading slowly to dimness Casting strange dancing shadows on the walls Until it is engulfed by growing darkness And only a glowing ember is left Where its life used to be And then that too disappears Just the smoke remains Forlornly forcing its way heavenward And then it too is gone And all is left in cold blackness. Who had warmed their frozen hands Around this self-same flame? How many children had played late at night In its warm and friendly light? How much was done Whilst this candle gave of itself Unselfishly, unceasingly Using what it had only for others Until all was consumed And it left us alone with the dark The cold and lonely dark
04/08/1992
Leave a CommentWaves upon the wilding coast Far flung spume of grey Atlantic Scudding clouds, dark in fury Over headland pass in haste I stand alone And watch the passion Of sea, of sky Of wind, of rain Conjoined In union Of violence Hurled Upon Earth Full mighty
18/09/1999
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Yes, there are many people
But they're not you
And yes, they are beautiful
But they're not you
They may be good company
But they're not you
Yes, I have some friends
But they're not you
And yes, they like having me around
But they're not you
And they may love me
But they're not you
Yes, I have my family
But they're not you
And yes, they too love me
But they're not you
And I have a father and a mother
But they're not you
Yes, there are many people in this old world
But they're not you
And yes, there are many that I've not met
But they're not you
Many that I could get to know
But they're not you
Only you are
You
04/08/1992
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In the silence I hear your voice,
In the silence I see your face,
In the silence I smell your scent,
And I feel secure.
In the silence I feel your heat,
In the silence I know your love,
In the silence I sense your power,
And I feel secure.
15/05/1990
Leave a CommentI scream to the wind That blows through forest And grass and me I scream to the wind That howls and cuts Ice cold, hoar sharp I scream to the wind That whines and listens Not to the pain I scream to the wind And cry my fear Cold, unheeded, alone
09/02/2004
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Scudded greying cloud
Dark sky framing
Soaks green grass ground
Raging race rises
Tear bringing, death giving
Force of nature wronged
23/11/2009
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This too crowded island
Drains me
Cold wind, cold rain, cold people
Chill me
Sadden me
Make me
Homeless in my own home
Take me
On dark, dark roads
Going from nowhere
To nowhere
Through brick built jungles
Sterile sanctuary of sterile souls
Grey dank faces watching me
Through dusty windows of dust minds
Unattractive, unappealing, unclean
Living corpses crying
Putrid babbles
Of nothingness
And hate
Yet I remain
Unheard
Unseen
Unwanted
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