Wandering along a path of brown, fallen leaves
Taking small, deliberate steps
In a direction you don't know
Moving with the tide of nameless faces through scenes
That play out all around you
As you consider your role
You pick up your pace and you lift up your head
Looking outwards to something
That the world means to show
You have love in your heart and faith in yourself
Trusting it all will work out
Even if now you don't know.
Friday, December 16, 2011
i know what love is
I might not know yet if my path here is this
But one thing is sure, I know what love is
I know what it is to give away your heart
And to trust in another; not be one but a half
I know what it is to share your deep fears
To show them your soul, and plan out the years
I know what it is not to know what to do
When they told you one day, that they'd die here for you
And I know what it is to feel like you'd die
Without them around you couldn't laugh, smile, or cry
I know what it is to feel something so great
That you cannot turn back, sit silent, or wait
I know what it is to look at their face
And see your eyes in theirs, two people one place
And I know what it is when that dream crashes down
To the reality of loneliness that echoes no sound
Of babies unborn and futures unread
Alone in your dreaming, alone in your bed
Your fears you face solo and you know that it's true
There are others much similar, but none are for you
I know what it is to walk far, far away
From something so perfect, but at the end of the day
I know what it is to know it's not right
And risk all the comfort, to fight the good fight
I know what it is to be nothing but true
And I'll know what it is...
When I meet you.
But one thing is sure, I know what love is
I know what it is to give away your heart
And to trust in another; not be one but a half
I know what it is to share your deep fears
To show them your soul, and plan out the years
I know what it is not to know what to do
When they told you one day, that they'd die here for you
And I know what it is to feel like you'd die
Without them around you couldn't laugh, smile, or cry
I know what it is to feel something so great
That you cannot turn back, sit silent, or wait
I know what it is to look at their face
And see your eyes in theirs, two people one place
And I know what it is when that dream crashes down
To the reality of loneliness that echoes no sound
Of babies unborn and futures unread
Alone in your dreaming, alone in your bed
Your fears you face solo and you know that it's true
There are others much similar, but none are for you
I know what it is to walk far, far away
From something so perfect, but at the end of the day
I know what it is to know it's not right
And risk all the comfort, to fight the good fight
I know what it is to be nothing but true
And I'll know what it is...
When I meet you.
Friday, December 9, 2011
echoes of drums
there is a distant calling
of something great
it's yours for the taking
but for now you must wait
your head it throbs
with the pressures of time
shoulders slumped forward
a mountain to climb
through cracks you see clearer
as the light starts to spill
round the edges of hollows
knocked down to rebuild
vulnerability and triumph
when you step off the race
and trundle on forward
at your own steady pace
against all the traffic
in the dark night of day
your calling you hear it
you're going your way
the stillness and calmness
around you, you feel
not empty, but peaceful
what broke can now heal
picking flowers from footpaths
you wander and stray
the drum it beats slowly
to come and what may
of something great
it's yours for the taking
but for now you must wait
your head it throbs
with the pressures of time
shoulders slumped forward
a mountain to climb
through cracks you see clearer
as the light starts to spill
round the edges of hollows
knocked down to rebuild
vulnerability and triumph
when you step off the race
and trundle on forward
at your own steady pace
against all the traffic
in the dark night of day
your calling you hear it
you're going your way
the stillness and calmness
around you, you feel
not empty, but peaceful
what broke can now heal
picking flowers from footpaths
you wander and stray
the drum it beats slowly
to come and what may
Monday, November 7, 2011
my happy place
There are walls I can climb
There are fields, they are green
Do you know what they said
When I entered the scene?
This place it is yours
Run hither and to
No need to wear shoes
No harm here for you
The spongy new plant beds
Pink petals for toes
And buttercups shine sunlight
Right under your nose
My hair it flew free
Catching light in the air
No watch on my wrist
No time and no care
This place is not real
But I go when I choose
Escaping the darkness
Escaping my blues
There are fields, they are green
Do you know what they said
When I entered the scene?
This place it is yours
Run hither and to
No need to wear shoes
No harm here for you
The spongy new plant beds
Pink petals for toes
And buttercups shine sunlight
Right under your nose
My hair it flew free
Catching light in the air
No watch on my wrist
No time and no care
This place is not real
But I go when I choose
Escaping the darkness
Escaping my blues
Sunday, November 6, 2011
remember me to them
You might just be the only person who did not make me angry
You might just be the only person who did not make me cry
You always had hands that would hold me and soothe me
You always had time to let my heart sigh
I remember those hands
I can picture them now
They always were soft
And I'll never know how
I'd look at those hands
I'd picture the scenes
Of you fighting with guns
Of you wiping them clean
Of babies you'd held
Of fences you'd fixed
Of dirty old tyres
Of rubble and sticks
You were strong, you were noble
You always stood tall
Your stories you told me
I'll remember them all
In my eyes you were stronger
Than any man was
You were gentle and caring
A hero to us
Someday I will find you
And tell you these things
That no matter what happens
You'll live on in my dreams
You were the greatest grandfather
One day you had said:
"I love you more than you realise"
And that stayed in my head
The day that we lost you
I remember it well
Because I realised that day...
Just what you had felt
Your loss on this earth
Was felt in my heart
A hole now is left there
You carry that part
And someday I will find you
And I'll take it again
My hand will hold yours
Grandfather and friend.
You might just be the only person who did not make me cry
You always had hands that would hold me and soothe me
You always had time to let my heart sigh
I remember those hands
I can picture them now
They always were soft
And I'll never know how
I'd look at those hands
I'd picture the scenes
Of you fighting with guns
Of you wiping them clean
Of babies you'd held
Of fences you'd fixed
Of dirty old tyres
Of rubble and sticks
You were strong, you were noble
You always stood tall
Your stories you told me
I'll remember them all
In my eyes you were stronger
Than any man was
You were gentle and caring
A hero to us
Someday I will find you
And tell you these things
That no matter what happens
You'll live on in my dreams
You were the greatest grandfather
One day you had said:
"I love you more than you realise"
And that stayed in my head
The day that we lost you
I remember it well
Because I realised that day...
Just what you had felt
Your loss on this earth
Was felt in my heart
A hole now is left there
You carry that part
And someday I will find you
And I'll take it again
My hand will hold yours
Grandfather and friend.
absolution
That feeling of quiet, calm
Solid certainty
A rock in the middle of a whirling pool
Snippets catch you
Gently tugging
But you are in a vacuum
Of your own consciousness
Certain, for a time
Complete in this moment
Having given yourself permission.
It's ok to be who you are
Your choices are right
And your feelings are true
You know what to do.
Fragments of time collect in a bucket by the well
Stories of friends, of lovers
And of new beginnings yet to behold.
A melting pot of colour
Like oil on a puddle
Of life
Of visceral memories
Unique and complete, belonging only to you.
With them you are never alone,
You are absolute.
Solid certainty
A rock in the middle of a whirling pool
Snippets catch you
Gently tugging
But you are in a vacuum
Of your own consciousness
Certain, for a time
Complete in this moment
Having given yourself permission.
It's ok to be who you are
Your choices are right
And your feelings are true
You know what to do.
Fragments of time collect in a bucket by the well
Stories of friends, of lovers
And of new beginnings yet to behold.
A melting pot of colour
Like oil on a puddle
Of life
Of visceral memories
Unique and complete, belonging only to you.
With them you are never alone,
You are absolute.
too scared to say that i love you
Living in bubbles
Those blissful times where there is no-one
And nothing outside of you
And me
Smiles that stretch
From cheek-to-cheek
Heartbeats in my ear, no days of the week
Soft kisses stolen
Under the breeze of my window
A gentle hand sweeps, and holds onto my elbow
My face in your hands
Small circles you make
My mouth swells to yours, to give and to take
A cool, autumn night
But we let in the air...
Our bodies are warm, we really don't care
We lit a candle and nothing was said
But I knew what you felt
As we climbed into bed
The heavens they opened and the rain it fell down
I was soft in your arms
I'll remember that sound
I felt my chest rise
And I felt my chest fall
The slowest of movements, encompassing all...
...I hear your heart beat
And I sense you are breathing
Tonight is the night, for dreaming then sleeping
~
And the bubble it bursts
With the breaking of dawn
The pull of your tummy, the stretch of a yawn
So many things I just couldn't say
As our bodies lay naked
In the first light of day
I listened to you breath - your body by mine
But it was already over
That moment of time
We walked along paths of soggy, brown leaves
We ducked under trees
And felt the cool breeze
The crowds they closed in and we were out there again
On the streets of grey London
Two faces, no name
You walked by my side, but already you'd gone
Goodbyes come too early...
Again, we're alone.
Those blissful times where there is no-one
And nothing outside of you
And me
Smiles that stretch
From cheek-to-cheek
Heartbeats in my ear, no days of the week
Soft kisses stolen
Under the breeze of my window
A gentle hand sweeps, and holds onto my elbow
My face in your hands
Small circles you make
My mouth swells to yours, to give and to take
A cool, autumn night
But we let in the air...
Our bodies are warm, we really don't care
We lit a candle and nothing was said
But I knew what you felt
As we climbed into bed
The heavens they opened and the rain it fell down
I was soft in your arms
I'll remember that sound
I felt my chest rise
And I felt my chest fall
The slowest of movements, encompassing all...
...I hear your heart beat
And I sense you are breathing
Tonight is the night, for dreaming then sleeping
~
And the bubble it bursts
With the breaking of dawn
The pull of your tummy, the stretch of a yawn
So many things I just couldn't say
As our bodies lay naked
In the first light of day
I listened to you breath - your body by mine
But it was already over
That moment of time
We walked along paths of soggy, brown leaves
We ducked under trees
And felt the cool breeze
The crowds they closed in and we were out there again
On the streets of grey London
Two faces, no name
You walked by my side, but already you'd gone
Goodbyes come too early...
Again, we're alone.
i shed a tear for you today
I shed a tear for you today
A small flutter of feeling rising from my tummy
It reached my chest constricting and then released
And with it fell a tear
A tear for you
And for what you were to me
A small flutter of feeling rising from my tummy
It reached my chest constricting and then released
And with it fell a tear
A tear for you
And for what you were to me
And what you are no more
Your ghost rode the bus with me
I did not turn to look
Because I knew you were there
Your energy fizzed and popped
Ghostlike fingers grabbed at my waist
Small carbons within jumping in memory
As I remembered your touch
On my soul
Suspended in a chalice of time
My breath fell short
But then deep breaths filled me again
Swelling my chest
Lifting me up
Swelling my chest
Lifting me up
And I remembered the places we walked together
And talked together
A time in our life that was complete
Our world for a time
But then things changed
Like the seasons and like the tides
That bittersweet surrender
To something out of our control
To something out of our control
Our time had come
We let go of our hands...
Two steps forward
And one glance back
A smile
A dip of the head
And then it was gone
A new direction with one tiny inching of one tiny toe
Permenant etches of time
Permenant etches of time
~
The flutters subside
The tears run off my chin
And I know it will always be there
The flutters subside
The tears run off my chin
And I know it will always be there
Within
lady of grey
You used to live here
With your fair golden hair
And your eyes of bright green
And your plans and your dreams
You used to be here
Frantic ripples of air
Embracing the time
No fear and no care
But now you have gone
And who lives in your place?
A lady of grey
No picture, no face
She leans on the gate
And she remembers the scene
When it all seemed so possible
To meet all those dreams
"Why does it always laugh at me?
That looking glass of pinks and greens."
Reflections of a time...
Of what could, and has been.
With your fair golden hair
And your eyes of bright green
And your plans and your dreams
You used to be here
Frantic ripples of air
Embracing the time
No fear and no care
But now you have gone
And who lives in your place?
A lady of grey
No picture, no face
She leans on the gate
And she remembers the scene
When it all seemed so possible
To meet all those dreams
"Why does it always laugh at me?
That looking glass of pinks and greens."
Reflections of a time...
Of what could, and has been.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
seasons
Browns and greys, of rainy days
Give way to pink tree blossoms
But soon they palor, wave to days
Of frosty bitten bottoms.
Give way to pink tree blossoms
But soon they palor, wave to days
Of frosty bitten bottoms.
a new time is coming
Pitter patter drops of dew
Hanging from the garden mews
Walking through the streets of blue
I hang my head
I carry you
Something to say, Something to say
There's no fucking way I'll get through the day
Something to say, Something to say
Hanging from the garden mews
Walking through the streets of blue
I hang my head
I carry you
Something to say, Something to say
There's no fucking way I'll get through the day
Something to say, Something to say
You're coming with me
I won't let you stay
To streets of pink and orange, unpeeled
Who says this is real
The flutter you feel
Towers of ivory
Valleys of fawn
A new time is coming
A golden dawn.
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