The First And Last

In the library of a thousand shadows
There's one that lies dauntless, uncrucified.
Its a darkness that wakens each awful night,
And bellows never to the world, but sighs.
His wings are made of paper-dust,
And those claws are actually quill pens
To all who come across this shadow,
They bow their heads and duly attend.
For every last testement and every last will,
Is written in his legendary leather tome,
Every last word spoken by every evil man,
Whether they died abroad or at safe home.
This is the Shadow of Last Silence, my dear,
And his task is to write down the last of all,
All sins and good wishes are all cast aside,
To find the last action, state or triumphant call.
The pages of the library books flutter,
They chime to the music of the night,
Taking in the depth of each one shadow,
They hum together, then take flight.
The shadows then go with them all,
All thousand wraiths of sable dark black,
Flying into the nightime savage dank air,
To escape from the gates, feed, then come back.
But one shadow remains within library walls,
Watching all else go outside to eat and dine,
And he waits to see his love of light return,
When the sun rises to bring day and shine.
For his love is the Light of First Noise divine,
Her voice is the song of angelic beasts above,
And she is glory born living, pure, blest,
And as First and Last they are, incarnate Love. 

Ring Of Marime

For Rachel and Robyn

There was a little girl called Marime,
Marime,
Her parents were the loveliest ever seen,
Seen,
She skipped around dressed in green,
Green,
And she was as precious as a queen,
Queen.

Her parents had a special sapphire ring,
Ring,
They used to marry in late spring,
Spring,
Marime was promised it for her thing,
Thing,
When to them, a man, she would bring,
Bring.

And to them she brought proud Zoltan,
Zoltan.
He had a crow, a bad eye and no tan,
Tan,
He was a bit of a brute and an uncertain man,
Man,
But she will love him forever, while she can,
Can.

Scalded

With my raw red hand I
Write this message to you
My blog my darling dear
The one thing I have to
Touch the world and speak
My true true thoughts
Well today my darling dear
I have to say my hand
Is so so sore and tingling
In pain because I was running
With tea to catch my train
And it
Slipped.

Fluff

So much fluff
Not enough stuff
Like skin and bone
Stick and stone
Heart and fat
And "don't eat that"
That's a hairball of hair
That shouldn't be there
It came from the cat
At least it's a fluffball cat

Away, Far

You are who you are
Don't question your morals
If things go too far
Just hold on in sorrow
To the rigging of the side
As it pulls you away
Overcome by the tide
You let go and begin to sway
Floating
Away, far away
Away, far away
Away

Stout

There's a little bit of love
Left in my chest
A little bit of everything
But I don't need to rest
I've got two legs, two arms
A good set of bones
A head and a heart
All mine, no loans
Cause I'm working hard
To see this through
I'm working tough all day
And won't fail you
I'll just have this love and stuff inside
I'll never need to run, or fly, or hide
Its just my heart to give more and more out
And I'll hug you the same even when you're stout.