smooshed gooshy in cushioning familiarity
not an edge left unrounded, soft
machinations abound

marshmellow chisels pound
dull and thudless
vainly seeking a peep hole to
hard, sharp, gritty,
full-tilt mojo boogying
soul

a wind roams
catching crystal thoughts
light and brittle
cold and simple

down past the beam
a light with hooded arc
the moments long and fleeting
glittering and weaving

falling from the dark above
immense and tall
down through its heights
to us down here
walking quiet and small

the houses sleeping
the unblinking window eyes
with dreams upon their sills
piled high

unspoken with bird prints
like the roads
unbroken and drifting
with the pure hour
tumbling

42 what a size
suppose it's the booby prize
some find them a treat
a long time since I seen my feet
buttons used to pop
now they just flop
of men I despair
their eyes focus 'there'
it's hard not to look like a tart
they cover a really big heart

When you look at the world as a dream
That will never come true you lean
Towards any means to ignore the
Emotional torture that becomes your order
Just to sustain the judgement passed
Guilty. Filthy how I became, refined
Silly my frame of mind
To even hope for any differences
To switch the subjects of my sentences
With serenity, ending with sincerly yours
Thanking a love for lending me your
Heart. In return, I'll do the same
Apart is where I don't want to maintain
But I'm to blame.....

If everytime we ate a steak
We saw a bull upon our plate
Or everytime we ate some chicken
We saw them running, heard them squawking,
And when we ordered cod or plaice
We heard them scream,dont touch my face
Or those who will eat crocodile
Wish not to see its dying smile
Would we eat all of these creatures
If we saw their entire features?

Personally though I would not mind
If my beefburger was totally equine

I look upon the dome when dawn has shown,
a light, a promise basks another day,
 a pearl of glory crept and slowly grown
fulfilling sights and hearts once went astray.
When darkness wraps, and eyen can't find the way,
aloof, and only high one finds the lost
whereas the helpless, hopeless souls exhaust.

**eyen" is the plural of eye as in child and ox
 

Untamed temerity

Broke the morning air with an uneven stride,
stole three kisses from a bachelor’s loving bride.
Surely I was happy I had nothing of worth to hide,
been working so hard to turn down my secular pride.

Wave after wave kept rolling on their wetted sand,
kept my powder dry, my canon close to my left hand.
the nihilistic brotherhood of toff’s couldn’t understand,
you pluck no other’s strings if you’re a one man bland.

My reply may quick; betray
but, it is yours that morphs to grey;

I'm beside myself, and not from any lice !

I loathe to be me, is what's true
so, the only thing that I can do;

is pick two seats, and calmly sit down twice.

~

A plethoric myriad of thoughts
escapes my brain like small robots

coercing all pedestrians to pause;

good thing for them, the lights glowed, red
for over half, changed their minds, instead;

that break alone saved barrels full of gauze !

~

UNTITLED

It is you I have placed
above myself
and all others,

It is you my soul clings to
in my dying days
and for whom my heart sorrows
when there are no more tomorrows.

It is for you I will sing
my last song.

It is you I will remember
when I am gone.

When we’re old and decaying
And our souls set free
Our limbs will become trees
And from out those trees
Our fingers form leaves
And from out our mouths
Sprout words,
That will form into birds
And these birds will fly
To the peak of the sky
And sing songs that ring
Immortal melodies
That sift through the breeze