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Plaything
​
As the riddle shows,
How fake it is this plastic,
This mangled doll,
Left out on the line to dry.

Will you play with it no more?
When the dinosaurs become extinct,
Still wet from the meteorites,
Plummeting down to earth.

Collecting dust,
Wasting away in the attic,
Holding onto the hope,
That one day it will come to life.


Oh I need some lovin/ Only the stars remain forever bound

Oh I need some lovin
I need a woman to treat me kind
This river is seabound
I hope it takes me to the end of the line

Oh I need some lovin
In a world that gives me hell
It aint easy to try
When the words have gone again

And the world keeps turning round
Only the stars remain forever bound

And the world keeps turning round
Only the stars remain forever bound

Oh I need some lovin
Oh I need some more time
Oh I need some lovin
Only the stars remain forever bound
Only lonely hearts are found
Between the silence and the sound
Only the stars remain forever bound


Stuck

​A life half stuck in the past
Half stuck in the present
Has no future 


When the animals reclaim the Earth

When the animals reclaim the Earth
Things will be beautiful and clean
Blue skies inherent
Green fields
Glorious sunshine
Peace and thunder and rain
Air to breath

When the animals reclaim the Earth
Humanity will end
Look forward to the comets flying over the ocean
A humble beginning for every new born
Loving the ones next to you
And not this silver screen dream
After thousands of years of slavery

When the animals reclaim the Earth
I will finally go outside
And cry
Laugh and sing at how amazing life is
What a gift this world is
How much humans destroyed it
And themselves out of stupidity

When the animals reclaim the Earth
There’ll be no left wing or right wing politics
Political correctness or know it all bravado
They’ll be no correctness
Just the natural flow of the rivers towards the forever engulfing seas
No more rockets into space to search for ourselves
Nuclear bombs will be replaced by mushrooms and clouds


​The break up 

​On the mountain peaks,
The snow is rising upwards.
Diving into the sky,
A blue mile of heaven.
White as the sheets,
She left me lying in.
By the solitary hour,
The room as lonely as a phone call.
Left off the hook,
Her perfume ascends from the street below.
Getting ready for Christmas,
New Year, marriage and all the norms.
There is a knock on the door,
My one hand hanging from the cliff inside my heart.
The clock face shattered,
By the broken visage.
The drum roll restless,
The final curtain lets the daylight in.


A lost hotel

The sun touches my face,
In a city full of hate,
A warm embrace,
Amongst mechanical noise,
My spirit rises to the clouds,
In a blue mood,
Of a lost hotel,
In the mountains of my heart,
I venture on to emptiness,
Love and truth,
Swimming with the sharks of time,
Floating in the sky,
Winged misfortune,
Like a purple dove,
Longing for some peace.


The Stoics

To live
Is to breath
Put one step forward 
Be happy with who you are
Alone
Lost 
An individual 
Free
Surrounded by planets


​Individual 

I have suffered 
They have done me wrong 
But I have stood the test of time
I have lived my life right 
Me and me alone


Evolutionary trap

We evolved from
Fish 
to 
Birds 
to
Monkeys 
to 
Humans
What next?
Robots?
Superman?
Or the primordial hum of the sea?
Look out you cool kids
The tsunamis are coming 


The 1 2 3 4 paradox

One. The empty unknown mysterious black universe,

Two. The distant surreal fire of the glaring sun,

Three. The near fantasy gift impossible image of a bright sunny earth,

Four. A dream within a dream within a dream within a dream…

​Lift off


Heads or tails?

The mountains tower over the city,
A testament to man,

​His place in this universe,
Like a flip of a coin,

Heads or tails?
Only the lucky survive.


Winter sun

When the sun appears 
Ever so often 
In winter months
It reminds me
Of my youth
That golden moment
Which touched eternity 
And danced with the stars


​Modernity with a twist

​A woman giving birth.
The power of ten atomic bombs.
World War Three.
Space travel.
All reasons to be cheerful,
When the mad inherit the earth.
The lunatic asylums will be full of vermin,
A plague of words will begin.
Artificial Intelligence,
A contradiction in terms.
‘’Computer: What does this poem mean?’’


The belly button of the world

The belly button of the world,
The pregnancy of knowledge,
The birth of truths.

​The infancy of practice,
The childhood of faith,
The adulthood of uncertainty.

The old age of acceptance,
The death of absolution,
The belly button of the world.


We are all poets

To write poetry is one of the most beautiful things in the world,
To express one’s own personal feelings,
To touch other people inside,
To show life in a completely new way,
This is what we must all strive for.

New cities will rise up,
Here where we stand,
New people will laugh,
There where they cry,
We are all poets in the midst of creation.


The meaning of life

The meaning of life.

What is the meaning of life?
All but a world within a world within an infinity of worlds.

Born not of this earth,
Willing to travel to the farthest reaches.
Stop at the closest refreshing waters.

​Hold on to the past and the shores of discovery.
Make up the present and the duality of man.
Look forward to the future, drink from this cup.
Sing about truths in the deepest of caves.

Trust the echoes that reverberate around the mist.
The calling of natures flying birds.
The touch of a lemon in the quietest of lands.
All give meaning to the meaning of life,
But not a soul to be found, lost to the flight, deep in the temple, god-like.


Dancing to the rhythm

Thousands of dancing suns on the water
Dancing to the rhythm of this imaginary world 
Dancing to the rhythm of the imaginary music
Dancing to the rhythm 

Thousands of dancing suns on the water 
Like sparks igniting the fire inside
The warmth of the summer still burning
In early September and the Spring to another world 

Thousands of dancing suns on the water
A Nietzschean dream, a maddening star
Thousands of dancing suns on the water
Each one a miracle, independent from afar


​The pendulum 

The pendulum swings left to right
Left to right
As I sit in the void of truth
Striking my heart in the shade
Open to various viewpoints 
In the mystical arena

The extremists bathe in sunlight
Making noise in the political spectrum 
Only the rain can save them now
So they can taste the forbidden fruit
In this gladiatorial contest
The spectators look on thumbs up and thumbs down 


​The city is alive

Cities are alive
They are alive with tall buildings 
They are alive with fast cars
Alive with strong coffee
And constant noise
Cities are traffic lights changing
And busy streets rumbling 
Shopping districts roaming
The smell of tarmac
On the tip of my tongue
And words 
Glorious words 
Leaving this earth
Like a cinema screen
Dreamlike and surrounded by citizens
Descending across bridges
River bound
Ascending to the skies 
To the limit of their strange lives
A mutual attraction 
To the concrete
And the beast within
The city is alive
And moves like a mechanical animal
Building its nest
For its new born offspring 
As the buses fly along
The temperamental road lines
Searching for their prey
And their new found freedom 


​A city full of millions 

In a city full of millions 
How can there be so much loneliness?
So many people 
Yet so few words
Everyone eager to succeed
To compete
To become the greatest 
Forgetting the meaning of life
The friendliness of nature
As a river divides us in two
Binding us to the soil of the earth
Awakening the solitary buildings
And the train tracks to nowhere


My final day on the island 

​The final day on the island 
Feels like a curse
And a blessing 
To have lived away from
The stressful rich city
For so long
And to have lived as
Free as a pauper 
For a change 


The human condition 

Do not philosophise the truth
There is none
Do not politicise the apolitical 
They are creatures of habit

The road ahead 
Is a never ending long one
The sky above
Is both delusion and dream


​Generations

​The ancient
With the modern civilisation 
The old town
With the new
Past
Memory
Present 
Future
Older people 
The younger generation 
Walking in their footsteps 
Mixing dream 
With readiness
About to break forth 
Into the world 
Like a sucker punch
Of gigantic proportions


​Freely

​Early morning 
I sit on a bench
In front of me the shore
Windy waves hitting the coast
With a fresh clash
Today a cloudy day
Sunshine sometimes appears

On either side mountains
A castle carved in rock
Observing the greeny blue sea 
Gusts ringing in my ears
The beach deserted
Sand resting beneath my sandals
A bird flies off freely 

Children walk from school
Coffee shops smell of summer
A few cars loiter
I can’t stop this feeling of emptiness 
But I am reminded by the transcendence 
Of nature
All around


Alone

​I am alone on the beach 

The sea is alone
The sun stands alone
A sky lonelier than the universe 
Makes me feel less alone 
And that I belong somewhere important 
Reaching out to the waves of time
Amongst the lonely miracles
And the simplicity of life
Calling me


A war of words

A loud scream appears
Disappears into nowhere
As I walk back from the beach
The Greek fighter jets chase
The Turkish fighter jets
Into the clear blue sky
As deep and wide as the sea
A box of magic tricks
A war of words


Anonymous 

Those dark ladies
Those ladies of the night
They are outcasts of society 
But believe me they know how to shine
And bring a smile to your face
Guide the ship home
Through the stormy weather
Like far off galaxies 

They are the whole sky
In all its glory
Even in daylight
They work their tricks
And when the rain stops pouring
Sunlight takes hold of the bow
Plunging into the blue sea 
Refreshing the white sails


​Never ending crossing forth

Mountainous paths of my mind
Never ending crossing forth
To reach this small village
With the bench by the fountain
The life affirming garden 
And the cottage resting
Close to my spirit
Never ending crossing forth 
Mountainous paths of my mind


Schism

Sitting in a Greek cafe
Modern music playing

​It is morning
I drink a cold coffee
In the shade
Of my life

Cars drive past

Birds sing
Old tunes

Sunlight all around 
This heatwave
In early June

I feel my mind
Is breaking apart

All the different 
Things I observe
Create a schism 
Of various feelings

And sounds

Smells

Sights

What is a mental illness?

But society’s creation 

Of something unfounded 

Getting ready to be discovered 

In the cold rain


Inanimate objects 

​Telephones are lonely 
Pebbles on the beach are holy
Swimming pools are empty
Window panes are excited
Garden spades are free spirits 
Beds are untouched 
Tables are hungry
Roads are universal 
Street lights are passionate 
Record players are melancholic 
Chairs are forgiving 
Floor boards are singing 
The whole of human history repeats itself
Like inanimate objects 


Rain pours outside 

​I sit in the brick house 
Reading a poetry book,
The radio is on
The TV is off
Sixties music plays softly.
Rain pours outside
When it should be sunny spring 
At this time of year 
Reflecting the way I feel inside.
Do I have the courage to go out
And face myself?

I stand up and
I walk around the brick house 
Agitated, getting ready for something.
I put on my raincoat 
Peer out of the window 
Look at my shoes
Waiting at the front door.
Suddenly it stops raining, 
I can’t hear the radio from here,
Nor the sound of the raindrops on the window pane anymore,
The poetry book is left open with an uncertain future. 


Poetry in motion

​The most poetic moment

Two runaway military horses
Gallop freely across central London 

One black as night
One white as peace 

The people suspended in disbelief 
Traffic left frozen and broken 
Shops emptied of noise

Hooves carrying on to unity

As this surreal moment
Sends shock waves as 
To what it means to be alive 
In the great scheme of things 

Like thunder
They drove on
Breaking the silence 
Of humanity’s spectacle 

Conquering the sky
And beauty
​Everlasting moments


​Television

The television sets are
Alive
Alive with desire 
Desire is the norm
In the normal world 
Inhibitions roam free
Sex with beautiful women
By the crazy coconut tree ha ha he he


The mad pavement breaks my fall

The beat crackles on the lonesome street 
Banging like a drum of a peaceful war

There are so many sides against each other 
So many reasons to go completely mad

I lose count of a meaning behind this chaos
The pavement erupts like lava flowing from volcanic cars

​Only the smoke alleviates suffering 
Only this alienation helps my cause


Know that they are God, bow to thee, kiss their feet

They descend like suns
Into the modern world 
Taking over everything 
As locusts live for the green fields 

Now everyone knows you
But you don’t know yourself 
Everyone decides for you 
You don’t decide for yourself 

They shine on the cities of fear
Light up the factories 
Chaining out production 
Smoke ascending to sky
Help the people sunbathe
Relax before their night out
Drink till they drop
Like sacrificial lambs

You have no words no more
They are your words
No life no feeling 
No means of an end
No start of your story 
Effervescent 

Know that they are God
Bow to thee
Kiss their feet
Jump into their fire
Become anonymous 

The arrogance of it all
The eternal punishment 

The stench will live on long after we’re gone 
Humanity will disappear 
At this rate it already has 
We are like empty bottles being knocked over by the wind
Half drunk
Playing with the moonlight 
And some memory of what could have been

Each an individual
Each a stepping stone
Alone, Cursed
Longing to be loved
Amongst the garden of flowers 
The small pond adversary 
Truth, mediocracy


Hate


Mighty jungle for the void

​Spaces depart in dying suns

As time erupts inside me
Like bubblegum stuck on my shoe

I keep chewing the gutter

Sad and dreamlike rain
Falls over me

Spaceship adrenaline on toast

There is no way out of this hate

Like dominoes like bowling
The people topple my feeling

As roses bloom with wine

Drink drink 
They say to me

Forget forget
Space
Time

We are one in a million 

Destinies

If only I never went through
The tyres screeching across the devils tarmac

Tracing the atmosphere 

Lusting for life

At the start the runners are ready
On your marks…

Hate

Break the vinyl record of your favourite artist


The streams of life

The streams of life
Burn like shells
Across the coast
Where lonely people come to dwell
Looking for love
And a veiled woman
Playing with toy cars
In an adults playground 

I am swinging from the trees
Like the lord of the apes
Tarzan
Where are you Jane?
Lady I have been looking for
All my life
Alone by the coast
Waiting each morning to set sail
Begin my journey 
Only to keep waiting 
Waiting for her
Staring into the abyss

As the sun sets
The whole scenario repeats itself
Like a play on broadway
The next morning
A holy coffee
Daybreak 

This is the revenge of the nuns
All alone in the nunnery
Picking up worms like birds
Reaching for the steeple

This is a crossword puzzle
On a solitary train

A woman crosses her legs
I think I’m in love

The utterances have spoken 

Better to be noticed
Chained to the hunger for more
As the lions devour the preaching
And the shelter
Amen for more
Sinner by my side
Past so golden

Give me life
Waiting for this ideal beauty
Purpose
The phone is ringing
Endlessly 
Good dream or bad?

Amongst the pastures
Of the colonial sea


​There is war and then there is… the poetry inside 

Trust no one to take you there
Only yourself can take you down that road 
Don’t follow the traffic that gathers together 
Stalling you and stopping you from fulfilling your wellness

Along the road of dreams 

Neither awake nor asleep
But with the half light
The remembering of the dead
The lost by the coast
The mad in the mental hospital 

About to set off
On your latest adventure 

A smile on your tortured face
Gallons of freedom in this here mile
Millennia upon millennia of hope
A gathering of dust in the miracles of time
How precious life is
Just think of that next time you look up at the heavens
And forget the hell below 

At the Hellespont
The schism was born
Where East divided West
Man fought over man
Cries can be heard in the ashes 
The thunder of hooves and clash of metal
Ringing in your ears
Like an earthquake breaking the earth in two 

We can only escape through theatre
Can only live our lives
Amongst the shadows long forgotten 
Replacing them with fear
And the poetry inside 


Bought and sold

​I remember it like it was yesterday
My youth
As smoke leaves this factory
Mixing with the whole universe

We’re packaged and repackaged
Sent out into the world 
On the last day of school
Told to dream like the famous folk
Who haven’t a clue how to live in our fortitude

But who knows?
Fuck them!
I don’t need this shit anymore

There’s billions of stars up in the sky
Which have more meaning and beauty
Then the whole man made world

The sun it will always shine
The rain will always hit the window pane
Out there in the distance thunder will roll
And if one day I die
At least I knew the truth of the world
And I belong to it
In a glorious way


The twin

It’s so windy outside
It can take you for a ride to other cities 
Where people have the same problems
The same fears
As you
Like twins
That never meet each other

​Here we are thinking we are the only ones suffering 
When the whole world’s the same
The whole universe is about chaos
Birth and rebirth
An odyssey that never ends


Computer Age 2024

​Forget the Ice Age!
Forget the Iron Age!
Forget the Space Age!
This is the Computer Age!

Stop looking at the internet.
There’s a whole world out there…
There’s a whole world in this room…
Waiting to be lived


The journey

When you feel good 
It feels like your flying 
That the whole world is endless
Time never ends

Across the moors
I hear a gunshot
It is the beginning of winter
The slow walk through the beaten track

But I have learned so much
Through my suffering 
Become a greater person 
In my own eyes

All the tears lost to the rain
Have become oceans
New cities to journey to
Even in darkness I am guided by these stars


Famous dreams

The dreams of the famous
Are like the dreams of anyone else
Late at night
Snoring
Maybe a bit drunk
Tired of life
But relaxing
Passed out in bed
Smiling
Expecting so much
Reaching out to glory
Worldwide admiration
A big fat dollar bill
Only to wake up in the morning
With a hangover
A bad toilet manner
Stumbling downstairs
A coffee
Half an hour later another coffee
Stronger this time
Opening the fan mail sticking out the front door
Only to discover it is an ad for retirement plans
Old peoples homes
The table starts to dance
The mirror is laughing at you


Falling in love forever 

​If I ever fall in love with a hooker
I would fall in love forever 
Across that platonic nationless sky
Where war does not exist
People never go hungry
Or fight over money
Over what is right and what is wrong 

If I ever fall in love with a hooker
I would fall in love forever 
Because she belongs to the street
And the absolute night
The alleyways I get lost in all my life
A sensation of living life on the edge 
This dream within a dream within a dream of desire


Roar into the void

Roar into the void
Stay into the night
Take it all with you blindly
Closer to midnight

​Search for the emptiness
Never collapse at the pain
Miss the wars reignited
That took it all away

Fight into the daydreams
That belong to no one
Tear the seams united
From this dying sun

Roar into the apocalypse
That is your only hope now
From this godly silence awakened
And deathly life we love

Dance for the struggles
That make you the man you are
Roar into the void
Justify your white doves


Believing in something to the book

The Ancient theatre stirs
Onlookers look on
The Earth split                         With
Those who believe
Those who don't believe
In this transient belonging
Those who don't want to know
Those who will never know
The actors poise
For tragedy                           For
Comedy                    Sometimes both
Depending where you stand
Laughter rains from above
Zeus exists
Inside us
A turtle slowly continues its marathon
to the beach
Where it will sunbathe
Shell intact
The whole world is watching it
A celebrity
We the audience
Take our seats
The play has begun
Under Ancient skies


​Lights


​The city with all it’s charm
Cinemas and theatres
And modern cappuccinos
Long lit streets at night
Shopping districts
And high class hotels 
That’s why they call it bright light city

Is nothing compared to the country 
A field in the middle of nowhere 
The stars at night
In total blackness 
Could light up any heart
Sing any tune
Remember anyone


Control

​If people can't control you
They control themselves
And that is the most difficult thing of all



Walking down the crowded street

​The winds of tension 
Rub past me
Like a cat
Prowling for a mouse
Or a bird or two

Who knows where I’d be
If my life took a different path
Maybe I wouldn’t be a poet 
But just another sucker in love
With this imaginary world


​Where have I gone?

​Where have I gone?
This man I was
Strong and full of life
A woman beside me 
Loving me
Knowing happiness 
And the distant sun
Climbing her peaks

As melting hearts
Form into glaciers 
Frozen by her loss
Soothing voice
And snowy eyes
The man I was 
Is still here
Older than the universe


War and Peace
 
Across the waves of war
Surge the waves of peace
One in opposition to the other
Ticking like a clock inside us
Leaving us off balance
 
Sometimes one dominating the other
Other times at a level playing field
As a beach ball is thrown into the sunder
We float on the water timelessly
Lying in wake for a new born


​The ageing fire inside 

​Suffering takes me
To undisclosed locations 
Where my hands feel nothing 
But my own body
Numb and devoid of hope
Like the grey skies overhead 
Wishing for sun beams 
To lighten my heart 
And this solitary road
Inside my homeliness 

If someone lays beside me
It is only their calming voice 
Which seizes me
Like a torment
A passionate embrace 
That meant something decades ago 
Now lost
As when childhood rose like smoke
From the ashes of this ageing fire
I die over and over in a lonely dream


My life
 
Your life is yours for the living
Take it
You own it no one else
Don’t waste your life
Allowing people to drive you mad
Telling you who you are
They don’t know you
They never will
Your individuality is a gift 
Be strong
Be yourself 
Only you know who you are
Live
Happiness will follow
 

​How I want to live my life

​I want to be as free as a bird
Fly and roam
Across the raging sunset
And my beauty inside

Peace exists in the struggle
Between man and woman
Take me back 
To when I was a child 

Innocence 
Only existed then
Now I am wiser
Like a thorny rose

Which I give to my true love
She is Mother Earth
Trying hard not to get stung
By the nature of the bees


Oh the depths of the mysteries  

​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


Wine
 
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


Pre nup 

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


Our insignificance

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 bookshelf
 
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


Grand union
 
I looked at the cat,
The cat looked at me.
And the rest as they say,
Is history


Constellations 

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


​Cats

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?
 
 
 Magic
 
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 


Green tree

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


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