LOVE
She is as elusive as the night
I miss her like the day
Her breasts flow with honey all around the world
In time she gives me love
I travel along the highways of her legs
To rich cities of her mind
Where travellers meet from lost continents
Selling rare fruit
Her voice lingers in pine trees
And tastes of olives
I can smell the future throbbing
Her skin envelops me
As I am writing this letter
I think i am in love
Though i have never met her
Or spoken to her
She is the daughter of the world
The hills have broken
The ravines have been set free
Nothing can stop this feeling
Taking forth
The rightful heir to the throne
The queen of hearts
Teases me with her genuine smile
But she is always one step ahead of me
One city away
Further into the night
One breath away from me
Rushing like the tide
She is as elusive as a magic trick
Ordinary yet shy
Longing to hold her
Through thick and thin
As the mist covers the city
In the distance wilderness lights
I hear a train calling home
She is as elusive as the night
She is the daughter of the world
The hills have broken
The ravines have been set free
She dances to the music
She is everywhere and nowhere
Commonplace yet rare
Lustful and part of me
She is love
She is love
Holding onto my tenderness
Fresh apples falling from trees
OUR LONELINESS
The bells ring out for a peace of mind
Ushered between the darling rain
Which falls from lonely hotels
Where I sit and write this book
On lonely tables
And think of the time when I was young
I had the whole world in front of me
Now I'm lagging behind this lonely lark
Trying to fly to a beautiful song
Murmouring lonely poetry in a lonely shell
Where I spent summers relaxing at bus stops
Years spent sunbathing in the winter snow
Cold but warm in a lonely blossoming
Of flowers I give to a girl
She loves them and sighs
''The smell of perfume in the skyline
Hides the horror of lonely hearts
Lonely me and lonely you
Beginning to cry but beginning to laugh all over again
As the echoes get louder in the caves of our past''
Howling like the lonely wind
Blowing like the lonely wolves
Hunting for nuts and berries
Inside the sun
Glowing like the fire in my car
Driving to phantoms and loneliness
Under the moon of the dying gun
Shooting up like lonely trees
Thousands of years spent waiting
For the Ancient Greeks to come
Wait Quiet I hear someone
The lonely footsteps get louder
Time floats on the lonely slipstream
In multitudes of loneliness
Lonely one I hear you lonely one
There is a miracle glowing
To understand one's loneliness well
Down a lonely church evaporating in water
Into crimson dreams of dust and lungs
We were fish once, were we lonely then?
Breathing bubbles to the surface
When shall we come to the surface lonely one?
Like the lonely sun
Who is the biggest lonely one!
As love shone
The only one who loves everyone
MY MIND
The fort stands firm and tall
Beyond the walls the army rumbles
Inside the people run to hide
As catapults are launched like fire
There is no way out
I have been trapped here for weeks
The food and water is running out
Our soldiers launch arrows beyond the moat
Just as the enemy have broken through
Just as they have destroyed the walls
As their soldiers are rushing into the arena
The draw bridge is opened
My mind begins to fight back abruptly
The impending attack is held back
The walls are rebuilt
No one is ever allowed inside
REVOLUTION
I moved through banana republics shaking those pom poms like there was no tomorrow
Greeting the bard with a solid 'neigh'
We were horses you see, donkeys to be more precise
Eating the field as it rolled on from the past to the present to the future
Like a glorious sunrise or sunset
I forget which
I have more important things on my mind
Like eating this banana
Charles Darwin is back
The monkeys will have their revolution
The only reality
ANGEL
Your my angel
Your my truth
Your my love that helps me through
Your my animal
Your my day
Your my light
That keeps me up all night
An ocean
A volcano
A dream
A universe full of stars
Angel dust calling me millions of light years away
Through the darkness
I'll always know I'll be floating away
Into you
Into the mysteries
The temples of our hearts
The best way to be
The angel in the half light
Rising in time
...TRANSCENDS EVEN TIME
Pure freedom transcends even time
Stars flowing in the blue sky
Night lost in daylight, lost in me
Even if I had a choice to go back
I would keep heading to the horizons
Of momentary peace, a lost calm blue sea
Up there in space time doesn't exist
Only a friend to me now
Blowing bubbles in the slipstream
Like a child I'll live forever
Alone in the blackness without air to breathe
Haunted by the past and the full moon
Howling like the wolves in my heart
I love you dearly gravity float away to be
Pure freedom transcends even time
Hunting for ancient treasure in the ancient jungles of my life
I have to break free to nothingness
An ode to everything
Lost in freedom yours sincerely
ENDLESS BEGINNING
Across the wind Rush words of time
Alarm bells opening up new possibilities
Each morning a thorny rose grows
More truthful, more poignant
Its flower leaving me speechless
And ready to run the race to
Decades of torment
Under grey skies
This everyone goes through
Lonely valentine hearts like mine
Singing freely like a dolphin
In love with love itself
Hate to leave this world empty handed
And lonely as a pill
Courting the sky
Vast impossible sky
Opaque
Dreamlike beauty shattering the peace
As peaceful as a dove
Married to me
Longing to break free from words
Undescribable
Momentary
Free
Free
Take me back to the end of time
Where I wither and die
Alone
Together with the blue
Endless beginning
Rush like words
Stones temples and pilots
Awakening the fight
In me the desire grows
Keep breathing Beautiful friend
Through the miracle dust To glorious oblivion
THE STATUE
When I was young
Time seemed to last forever
Like snow at christmas
Now the rains have come
Washing away all the beauty
Leaving that snowman worn
Age like a mountain
Reaches a peak
The descent below otherworldly
Soon summer
And the great truth
Bronzing my skin like a statue
Lost in time
For the whole world to see
Naked forlorn
ROW
Take these oars
They will take you anywhere
Anywhere in the world
Just row
The journey will be difficult
But the oceans are free
Dangerous and wild
THE LOST LOVE OF THE DERANGED POETS
The lost love of the deranged poets
Surfing through the streets of tinsel town
Breathing in all the fumes of the celebrity nut crackers and
Like lions in the night of King Arthur's round table we were
Spinning like a merry go round on a buses desire
Toppling regimes of change the world lunacy
Fidel e o and all the dinosaurs
As only the silence remains
The lost love of the deranged poets
Laughing until the end of time
A fish on a hook at the end of the line
Getting off the tube train like a lamb to the slaughter
Greek Easter in dictatorial London
Moustaches and stilletoes and all that love
Love love love love
As only the silence remains
THE JOURNEY OF AN ARTIST
A man runs across the field passionately
Golden wheat shining on him like the sun
Green grass and brown mud merge with him
As he gets faster and faster, non existant
Almost like the speed of a skyward bullet
He is part of nature, the only man part of this world
The part of the puzzle, brushstrokes of emotions
Rattling like the trees, shouting like the blue sky
As great as the air, as alive as the colours
Tortured like the stars, endlessly shining
Collapsing in front of the horizon again and again
A beautiful moment captured at last
THE PRISON
As wind swept sorrow moved my brow
I sailed on to the present with beautiful sails
Always knowing I wasn't to blame
This prison was man made for us all
At least I can look outside at the sunrise
The sun swallowing up everything
Like oysters in a romantic triste
The others they think they are in heaven
Too, imposed on them by man
They laugh and rejoice at the fresh air
Whilst I sit with them in this concrete cell
At night the moon comes into the space
Offering me a respite and some hope
That one day I'll be freed
But the key lies with them, will they understand what they have become?
THE FAMOUS POET
I write poetry and
It makes me happy
No one knows me
But inside I am famous
Passion drives us all
My words are therapy
Here in this great moment
I am most alive
THE CITY
One day I will break through their ranks
I will knock down their walls
Fight everyone inside
This city will be mine
But what then?
When I have my freedom
What will I do?
What will there be left to do?
I will still be alone
Even more alone
Struggling to break through invisible ranks
Knocking down invisible walls
Better to let them win
As they waste their time
Closed inside the city walls
Fearful of my solitary cry
EVOLUTION
Time nailed down like a harness
For our human ways
To push and pull through the darkness
For heavens above
The animals thump their chests
Monkey see monkey do
AEROPLANE JOURNEY
The cloudy desert of the mountainous terrain
Appearing out of the mist like a space odyssey
A lost planet hurtling through outer space
Time an ocean of love orbiting the stratosphere of the lost poets
And the merging of the land and sky
Deep in the imperial mist
Sailing through the desert of the lost cause
Shaking like a leaf in orbit
Spinning like a top of a beer bottle
In plains of reemergence
Exciting phantoms of the sky
Love poets repossessed in artichokes of heroines
Where nothing is plane boring but constantly high
Higher than the aeroplanes flying in the sky
Silver templates of the white clouds
Forged to earth like the knights templar
And mist nothing but mist
But feeling blue
Sometimes I reach a clearing
And descend like wings to the dawn of time
Ditto
Shade of pink horizon
Sunshine pouring
Beautified dizzying harem of mine
ARTICHOKE HEROINES
Artichoke heroines of the dull dull night
Playing the drums with their blue hair
Sad big eyes as full as the big black moon
A lonely voice but the devil may care
Waterfall of my imagination pour pour and pour
To Fly
A hawk hovering over the populace
In search of its prey
The belly of the beast
Screetching
Panic spreading
As the helpless run inside
Hibernating for the winter
Autumn Spring and Summer
Its wings floating like fear
The nuclear apocalypse
A mushroom cloud
Rain falling from our eyes
Looking out from cinematic windows
As nature continues its journey
Man frozen
A road less travelled
The car screetches to a halt
His wings reach to the heavens
As Icarus gets too close to the sun
Nietzsche's Journey
The man finds his way out of the wilderness
Struggling through snowstorms and
mountainous terrain for weeks
Alone in the jungle
His first sign of humanity
A postcard town
A modern metropolis
The railways
Casinos
Airports
Witnessing one after the other
His individuality scorned
The sunlight of the masses
Tarnishing his thoughts
The journey vast
The air impenetrable
The lion roars
Blue Sky
Blue
Blue sky
All I see is that blue blue sky
Closing my eyes
When I wake
Blue
Blue sky
Starting my journey
The beginning of a war
Smiling or sullen
Lonely and crowded
Bemused at abstraction
Blue blue sky
All I am is a blue blue sky
Vast and bright
Long lasting and high
Repaired forgotten
Longing to fly
True but transparent
False but alive
Love Letter
Roses bloom after summer wine
Skies fill the cities beating rhyme
Crows perch on temples lost
Everyone loves at cost
Morning is like evening air
Never knowing never care
Who is tortured? Who is true?
Who is really in love with you?
The Romans are coming
The Romans are coming
But they will not stay for long
After they see the state you're in
The dinosaurs are coming
And they will stay for a long time
Because with you,
Is where they feel most at home
The King
Inside for months
The world sick
Factories about to explode
Eager to get back to gloom
Doom and all the above
Blue skies persistant free for the first
time in decades centuries
People like ants
The common herd
Eager to build their civilization
The smoke gone
The smiles gone
Nature happy
Their masters dethroned
The queen abdicates
The king is dead
Hail Macbeth
Madness reigns
Eager to spread their seed
Plants growing Trees sprouting
The air fresh
But still man moans
Self destruction
Annihilation
Press the button Do it Peace
The first flowers start to bloom
A warm dew floats over the earth
Birds sing of a life once lost
Sing to me, O goddess Muse, the wrath of...
Thunder In The Clouds
Cast away from the world
Buried in the house
Chastised for individuality
But the joy of living
The thunder in the clouds.
A lone dove
On its journey to far off lands,
Rainbow sunsets speaking to me
Their mellow tune
From high above.
Pacing to and thro
Like voices from the past.
Smiling at all the lays ahead
That beautiful, ephemeral
Stream of light,
Clinging to the night.
Ghost Hotel
The waves travelled like tornadoes
Across humming ghost like hotels
Reaching out to the future
Accepting our past
Looking out to the great beyond
Has the ship come home?
Out there in the horizon
Where all the sky is black
Stars shining on our brilliance
Sailing to other worlds
Your world and mine
Paint peeling off the walls
The roof almost caving in
Nature invading the concrete jungle
As weeds sprout through the door
Giving birth to originality
I am all alone in this room
Wind pelting the window with rain
Our universal pain
A spider weaves its web round the fireplace
Outside in the distance I can hear the hunt
Drawing nearer but fading away
I hum a tune
That reminds me of yesteryear
I am that ghost
Who died long ago
Trudging through the snowstorm
At the dead of night
Frightened of my shadow
The life of a puppet
I am but a puppet on a string
Being pulled this way and that
Rising to the sound of my master's voice
Collapsing at the strain of knowledge
Few books guide me down this road
The mechanical tonks of my walk
The illusion of someone else's words
Taking me to someone else's house
The puppeteer pawns his craft
As the audience sits in awe
Observing this play of movement
Constrained inside this box
I am but a puppet on a string
Being pulled this way and that
The awkward silence outside the theatre
Allows these dreams to come to life freer
Sea Change
Sea change flowing on through time,
As each man journeys wearily home,
Rushing in and out of the waves on pillows,
The past a distant dream foretold.
Who knows where we will arrive my friend?
As we stand on the shores of chance,
Looking at ourselves sailing into wild romance,
A mirror image has us in a trance.
Deep blue disappearing into the night distilled,
Our senses at one with the stars,
Memories of a lyre being played once,
Across the falling leaves of autumn’s yard.
Sea change whistling in the wind,
Of a life ever changing sweetly sung,
The sky can never be as true again,
Each morning a new beginning, a new end, lost in tongue.
Night
Night
Darkest night
Deep in the unconscious
Of the blackest depths
Of the animal
That we have forgotten to be
Bring me daylight
And the roar of the light
Spinning top
Ships to warmer pastures
Clouds hidden by the sun
A reef in mid orbit
Setting by the half light of day
I walk to the sound of my rhythm
Forlorn yet strong
In mid winter I pray for summer
Blue sea shells I put to my ear
And I hear the sound of love
Streaming through my fingers
The smell of seaweed on my tongue
An oval moon perplexed by the spinning
Of the top on my table
The one where I sit and write my dreams
Ever so often I wake up
And light a candle like a plethora of stars
Forever hanging above my bed
Earth a shallow river
Forever trying to find the sea
Showering its space dust for millenia to come
