Friday, 13 February 2015

Loss (Or Loss Is Not The End, My Friend, Loss Is Not The End)

Today the world awakens
Without another in its shadow
The sun rises in its orbit
Looking down with gentle rays
At the billions scattered beneath it.
But today is not the same day,
Today is a day without one 
It is a sad day, a dull day, a mournful day
But a joyous day
Of a life well lived and well loved
Of sons and wives and warm hearts
Of kisses and " I love yous" and
Of relief; for
The suffering, it has passed
The water flows ever on
Rivers of big blue and wet
Turbines still turn and people still walk
Wheels still work and eyes still blink
There is sorrow but there is relief
There are tears, but there are smiles
And there is loss, but there is love.
Is love, always be my love.
Fathers and grandfathers pass on by
But we remain their children eternal
So shine pretty sun
And flow pretty river
And world keep turning
As we smile
One 
More 
Time.

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Gentle sun

The sun rises
Finally
Taking the opportunity
Of everyone's joy
He's smiling over us
Thinking
Ah, at last
I have a chance to stretch my arms
I'm out now
So dance people
My hibernation is over
Although
People
They so smile up at him
And think
Wow its hotter
Its better
More beautiful
But they still shiver
With scarves and hats
Adorning neck and brow
A little cold
For
Temperature
Ah sun
So happy that the clouds are gone
So happy the snow
That turned to ice
Is melting
So happy to see your face
After so long
But its
Not quite spring yet
Gentle one
Its not quite spring yet

Saturday, 24 January 2015

The Rape, They Call It

Single and small
The seeds popped into her mouth
One by one by one
The purple flesh around them
With such a thin skin
It took just a touch
Of canines
To pierce it and release
The fresh sweet juice
Of a life so eternal
The taste was pure
And her desire was avid
She was a young girl
Barely fourteen
And full of absolute
Lust
For the fruit
Because she would never
Obey what her mother said
Like no child
In these stories ever does
So she ate and devoured
Seven seeds
Of the pomegranate
And a voice around her
Echoed in the halls around her
Roared in the halls around her
Causing the flames to dance
"You did it, you did
You ate it pure
You did it, you did
That which they told you not to."
She gasped
And she gulped,
Surprised at first
And the seventh seed fell
From her mouth
Leaving her only six to swallow
She
Bit her lip
Looking guilty or
Looking afraid
There were too many emotions to show
Her hands rolled tight
She smothered a grin
And looked around
Cheeky
Cheeky
Child
"You can't keep me,
Monster thine,
I am Demeter's daughter,
And you are a wretch."
The voice around her
As swift as darkness
Resounded
Amused,
It laughed
"Mummy's girl
They said you were a mummy's girl
So beautiful
But you're not a mummy's girl
Are you?
You're a wretch yourself
Aren't you?"
There came a pause
A pause indeed
And silence as the girl
Played
With greed
The voice listened
The master of hell listened
Waiting patiently
Oh so patiently
The ultimate kidnapper
Who had guessed perfectly right.
"She told me not to eat,
So I did
Six seeds for six months
That is the deal."
She winked at the fire
At the flames so high
The scorch marks
Brushed the ceiling
High
Up high
"You are more clever
Than I expected, dear oh my dear
Fourteen years old
Deep in puberty
Rebel in soul."
Persephone laughed
Then Persephone giggled
She removed her dress
And the hairpins too
Sexily
She placed a hand on her hip
Thrust out her abdomen
She winked
To Hades
His guess having worked
Her adolescent nature
Having been persuaded
Freedom
At last
From constraining
Controlling
Irritating Demeter
Her mother Demeter
Over protective
Demeter
"Come and get me tiger,"
She roared
Winked again
Once more,
"Just never tell mother
This was deliberate."
"Don't worry,"
He said
Stepping from the void,
"I'd never tell my brother
Your father
You're true feelings
If I am yours."

Sunday, 4 January 2015

You told me

Didn't you say you wanted to cry?

Didn't you say you wanted to sigh?

Didn't you say you wanted
To back away
And be alone, all alone
Away and,
All alone?

Well I,
All I did was I,
I -
I made it easier.
I made it happen.

You ask me why.
Why, why, why?
I tell you why
And you cry.

You break down in tears and
Tell me not to go
Beg to me on the phone
As I
Sit in my
Single room flat
With a single bed and only
A rabbit for company.

But I
Have already gone from
Your future because you
Told me you wanted to say goodbye

You told me you wanted to cry

You told me, you told me, you wanted to sigh.

You told me you wanted to be alone,
All alone,
You wanted to back away,
And be gone from here
All day, all night.

So why - why
Do you beg me now to come back?

Monday, 27 October 2014

Back away.

Do you
Want to get away from me?
No you said no I don't
I don't want to cry
I don't want to fly
To flee
To escape from this
Burning reality
That is our home and truth and lies
I hate what I see and
What I become
Yet I stand at the crossroads
Between moon and sun
I'm awake
And then dead
Alive
And then asleep
I don't see the ghosts
Then get haunted in the keep.
Go away, I say, screaming aloud,
Stay away from me
You're freaking me out
Reality don't exist
Reality ain't real
You're pulling my leg
Strapping me to a wheel
Of Catherine's.
You laugh
You joke and then you lie
You pretend to sigh
And say
I love you thinking
That it will make it all better.
But you're an effing fool.

Monday, 13 October 2014

Entering Paradise

She tried the path of difficult tread
Her hooves paced, in darkness' stead.
The leaves cascaded vastly overhead,
Creating a blanket under which to bed.
Under hoof were dried leaves abound,
With much sweet fungus to be found.
Toadstools made rings large and round,
To trap young children, safe and sound.
These youngsters, if orphans they be,
Who had never had a good bold family,
Would be taken to the court of King Faerie,
And the rest would be eaten, or set free.
So was the haunting rumour of the wood,
To keep children doing as they should,
And to keep them away from the hood,
Of the secret passage that darkly stood.
The one that led to a country sublime,
A place escaping society, trade and time.
A paradise not for my eyes or thine,
But only for those of horn and of wine.
Oh it is known well that Drys did bless
Her children with great humbleness
And a recipe for wine of such sweetness
That others would kill for its flavour fullest.
So wine and grapes of wrath and wit,
Caused the fauns to have run and hid,
In the forest of deepest darkness amid,
Come to the base of the Peaks of Jagged.
Or so it said, for wine is such the best of all,
And it brought a rise before the first fall,
Its the part of us that makes us all call
And jeer and say "let's have a ball!"
And so the faun trekked her tired way,
Though hill and valley by night and day,
She hardly knew what to do or to say
But knew she wanted not to meet the Fae.
Scarcely two steps did she quietly go,
Than from the foliage burst a hoe,
He looked gay and flamboyant, held a bow,
And made his declaration quite the show.
"Attend here," said he, dressed in green.
"What do you here, what do you mean?
To come into this secret place so clean,
That needs none of humans - oh great Queen!"
It was then he looked at our heroine
And saw she was quite the faun, quite thin,
Perfect eyes, knees, hair and perfect chin,
Perfect hooves and perfect furry skin.
"You must come in!" He cried in delight,
"Come out of the shadow of the night.
Oh sister dear of strength and might,
Come into the fauns' final rest from flight!"
And so in she went to perfect Paradisia,
Where the streets are both near and far
And the past is the future, or that's the idea
To have peace here you must hear sincere,
Or listen, if I am being crystal clear,
Please, fair person, lend me your ear,
And learn from this tale oh so dear,
And never enter Concordia by a path of fear.

Sunday, 12 October 2014

Together

We are both mortals
In this world
The wind flies with us
The past lies behind us
No longer able to keep up
We run like two survivors
Of an ancient race
Struggling to keep up
With the others of our kind
Charging into the abyss
Nay, charging away from the abyss
Dee dum dee dum
Your body beneath mine,
Your legs carrying us both
But it's
Not sexual in any way
We're just two beasts
In a beastly world
Flying from nothing
Through everything
From nothing but ourselves
Dee dum dee dum dear horse
Carry me away into the future
And let no one find us
When they look
For us