Oh the depths of the mysteries The memories so warm and light Left behind in this universal blackness Shining like the stars tonight
You are somewhere beyond the galaxies Smiling like that moment of time Lost as a sun which left this space Haunting me by the riverside
What is love?
Love is simple Love is simply Not having to figure something out Open and pure Like a raging current As gentle as the homely rivers And as wild as the blue sea It is not absolute But something beyond time Beyond words A feeling A belonging That brings two people closer together It is not a belief A system An idea But completely natural Like the leaves falling in autumn The cold snow in winter Birds in flight at spring The warmth of the summer sun It is as uncatchable as the mysteries of the universe A butterfly evading a net A war drum singing its last tune Death and life are its closest friends And allies Knowledge never tasted as sweet As the sight of land The distant cry of home An embrace Amongst the mountains of our hearts
Questions and Answers
Why do I hurt so much? Why do I cry? What makes me so lonely? What makes me try? Is it a feeling of helplessness? Is it the sky so blue? The sun shining fleetingly? A woman not kissing my truth?
Is the world a confusing place? Are the oceans deep? Do the stars shine just for me? Is all there is war and peace? Can the air be as transparent as us? Are we longing to be free? Must we suffer to be alive? Are we stronger than the trees?
Questions and answers mean nothing to me As true as the dunes of light Shimmering forever in awkward moments Taking hold of our plight
I drink wine Through the rivers of my discontent Like tourist buses travelling on the water Holy but not religious Natural as the immortal trees Yawning like the lions of the coffee shops Mysterious and wild Leaving my cup by the side of the road Enjoying the jungle of the street lights And that beautiful woman in my life Flowing like the blue sky to distant continents Where the sun shines for peace As wild as the night As forgotten as the dawn Restless and joyful Full of the moon and the deep Taking me to dusk Like a trailer park poet Loved and transient Appearing drunk at the altar Of time In time I’ll be free of myself And give her valentine flowers
The human denies itself on this earth Not because it is destructive But because it denies it is an animal The most self destructive act In the whole of the kingdom We call the universe Face the fact we are animals And the marriage will be a long one At the moment It feels like we are calling the divorce lawyers Each and every day The deluded arrogance of knowing too much But really knowing too little How simple How different life would be If we accept that
I look out of my window At the man made world Trees seem insignificant Birds as fragile as dust Humans drag coffee to unknown places Cars storm past the moors of our concrete But somewhere There past that giant building A storm is blowing A cat is singing The sun is living Our insignificance is ringing Records are breaking The world is spinning
Look whose talking
The world is like an episode of Columbo But no ones been murdered But we're all guilty But who is Columbo?
The Big Bang
What was there before the Big Bang? What was there before God? Nothing? But nothing is still something Maybe there was agnosticism Maybe there was Socrates
The small bang
Jesus was not the messiah. He was a very naughty boy.
The Great Escape
All the humans should be put in the zoo And all the animals should be let out
In the beginning…
Gladiators are you ready? Contenders are you ready?
Laugh out loud
The far left The far right And the piggy in the middle
Flowing with time
I decided to write the most free thinking poem That leaves this earth and has me flying through the rain
Shores of discovery take me to ages when being alive is not a mistake Coast to coast Memory to memory In love with a woman I can never have Take me to the sunshine To the islands of my hearts Give me hope through the madness Release me from the pain
I am happiest to be alive Now This moment is beautiful Sing Dance Kiss me sweet Remember all I’ve been through It’s beautiful Streaming with life Bridges Time I can see Ithaca in the distance Flowing with time The water keeps slipping from my hands I picture Penelope laughing The sirens have finally taken me
I look out my window at the London gloom Live my years as a traveller A foreigner to these emotions Free thinking but high Soaring through the gates of heaven Touching the crisps of hell Smiling through it all Looking forward to the future
Can we live life in a free thinking way? Why not? But then we would really be living As free as a bird
The wooden shelves remain dormant Collecting dust and a tear or two When I buy my first book I put it in its place proudly Happy at last To finally have overcome emptiness And the universal silence The words fall into place Like jigsaw pieces The paper cut fine Ink radiant Letters slip off my tongue Like sweets Someday I dream of many books Aligning the shelves As trees last for thousands of years Clinging on to dear life So I will read heroically From one generation to the next Stories passed down Along humanities curve Helping us create our own With new born eyes
I looked at the cat, The cat looked at me. And the rest as they say, Is history
Years stretched out across the tombstones Lavenders of light swaying back and forth Like a ship lost at sea
I feel like a singer with stage fright Remembering the constellations in the sky Now daylight is constantly speaking to me in other tongues
Is this a play with words? Or a play with life? Am I too sensitive to my inevitable downfall? Plucking each string without any passion Following the book methodically Dancing this waltz alone
Under the blazing sunlight I await the empirical night The moon’s fullness The stars and their glory Fate’s darkness And like a hummingbird In it’s odyssey to far offshores I raise my wings And fly
Humans have dogs as pets Cats have humans as pets Whose buying the Christmas presents?
Can we ever be free?
I want to be free
But can I be free In this man made world Of celluloid dreams?
If I take off my clothes And run in the jungle Will I find my place in the sun? Will pain be a burden no longer?
I want to be free So now I have my answer Is this possible in this man made world? Do the jungles exist no longer? Am I purring for an afterlife?
I hear the sun calling me One moment of freedom Worth more than billion dollar yachts and pennies My cat winks at me
The king of nothing
I am the king of nothing Living in a godlike sky The only one surviving in loneliness Stretching out across faces
Here there are no words No ideas or beliefs Trust has no place On this throne of denial
But here I am most alive My thoughts most clear My desire to wake most urging Time like a lunar eclipse
I am the king of nothing The king of everything Free to experience life Like an innocent child
Striving for a perfect world
Imagine living in a world where everything is perfect. A paradise where we live forever, Where everyone is good and time does not exist. A place where all are beautiful and talented, This is a contradiction!!!! Such a world can not exist. For in order for perfection to live, Hell must also strive, There to climb that distant mountain, We must sail in that violent sea, Reach for the stars, Head to the comfort of home. Would we recognise the sun with no rain? Feel a smile without sadness? Understand love without hate? Swim in the ocean if not for land? Hope for a touch if not for war? Is there music in the madness? Can you hear the poetry in the chaos?
Roses in bloom. The blue sky. Sun beaming on my face. Crisp morning air radiating. Breathing. The gift of an embrace. Her smile. Love in the afternoon. Sipping a drink by a river. The storm of a city. Finding my way to a sea. Swimming in anachronisms. A potion of reality. Why do we need more?
The waterfall of understanding
There was a time when I remember I was happy A time when I was breathing with life Where everything seemed right And I could do nothing wrong Those days are partly gone For to truly understand the world A certain sadness must accompany you on your journeys A tugging at the difficulties A calling to the rhythm of life Like a twig going down a river towards a waterfall Lost and alone and transitory But the drop is beautiful Down below Clear crystal water for you to rest in Surrounded by nature And a meaningful song Now I understand the true beauty of being alive And it gives me hope That one day I’ll be happier again A peace of mind I should not give up So I’ll keep searching along the road It is my road after all And the sun is oh so high in the sky I am almost flying I feel a smile etching on my solitary face Who knows where this waterfall will take me today? The skies have mesmerised the mirrors The reflections tell only half the stories Rivers gaze back at me with a certain sadness Happiness is all in my mind Maybe I should let the water take me And enjoy the ride Like reading a book The mysteries are the most important part Already I’m starting to feel some joy In the waterfall of understanding With these words of hope I sense a great freedom coming As the water keeps flowing for a lifetime Of sadness and joy Sadness and joy Sadness and joy Sadness and joy
The tree roots penetrating the concrete Rising up over the city Where buildings rise Man walks over centuries of ash As the tree breathes with time Nature has its revenge over man The greed and the destruction Too plain to see Reaching for the heavens and creating a hell But earth will live on after we’re gone The grey slabs hidden by greenery in bloom