We have to rebirth,
the soul of this planet
praying it be cleansed
and gentled evermore,
but as nails keep piercing
hands reach to smooth
her scared shroud

It has to be worshipped
like the apostle to the apostles,
but with a feast of celebration
everyday, dressed in her finest,
she must be read and chronicled
by scribes across the ages

This
Poem
No muscle blood or flesh
Just this irritating
Nothingness
A mouth without a head
Whining constantly for food
Never adequately fed
Demanding all the time for more-
But will not lift or sing
Or even form
Some perfect thing

Just a grumblement of words-
That make no sense
An incoherent mess-
No poem here at all
But will not let me rest
Some manipulative lover this
An ill fitting bastard of a friend
Forcing words
Which
Never
Seem
To

End

Wipers play
"so young"
and the rivets shake
with the afternoon freight
across Thunderbridge
and a dream shatters
like a breath through
the crystal flakes
braking down from the
ragged clouds
atop the town

the seeking light
its golden rays
catching windows
and sleeping cats
and icy attics
empty of bats

snowflakes pause
on your eyelids
quietly you step
along
past windowshops
and the townhall
clock

The woman and her boyfriend
were looking for a mark
A robust, dark and handsome man
was sitting in the park

Killer disappointed
no vacant hotel rooms
sat on the bench and brooded
Whistled tuneless tunes

His baggage in a pile
all around his feet
marked him for a fish
these two cats could eat

Hey Monsieur, you look so glum
what’s the matter here?
Killer says; I’ve got no room
and I really need a beer

SUNDOWNING

I am geometry in slow motion
straight lines and right angles.
I move my body with great precision
in time and space decisions.
but with the falling of the sun
Affliction rises from the dark and deep
to violate my dignity again.
I become a puppet on a broken string
floundering in my flawed humanity….

THE DARK SIDE

INTRO.
Guess we all have a Dark Side but don't let it show,
Much prefer screams of laughter to screams from below
But I should let it out for some air, in the night.
Mustn't let it roam free though (huge teeth! what a bite!)

My Dark Side has taken and twisted my thinking,
I try to make sense of this world but it's stinking;
A pungent miasma from old good intentions.
With rancid assistance that needs disinfection.

Like crowds of people on this night
each random droplet of cool mist
moves errantly 'till out of sight
leaving bare limbs moistly kissed
by tiny jeweled reflecting beads.

And looking at streetlights up high
the motes of water swirl and dance
like pixee dust tossed in the sky.
Their movements are all ruled by chance
none knowing where the other leads.

into me
I wonder why the world saddens
as if twere I alone
seeking happiness
in the madness of misery
all alone
twas my lot perhaps
I may not moan
and add that many think of the mundane world
as bad,
but rejoice,
you are about to reach a stage of happiness
bliss
kiss and as you awaken your kundalini
Nirvana lays down bare before thee
hopefully thou shalt enjoy the prance,
some call it a mythical dance
but in heaven as drums beat
the Lordships enjoy a lovers retreat

Male Contraceptive Pill
my heart stands still
give up control
of such an important role
some can't iron a shirt
but able to prevent birth

Will they beep at allotted time?
in my head alarm bells chime
Is it too much to be asking?
wouldn't it be multi-tasking?
expecting him to do the deed
and stop the spread of seed

I'm sorry lads, this one I don't trust
my own birth control is a must

the dance has begun

silence

I sit in the shadows
 as gently I expel
  the shards of glass
from my heart

an angel fell
 and the unfeeling
  began, cut free
I am loosed

gutted, left for dead
 I flounder and grasp
  in grief, I am lost
in your purgatory

you've dressed me
 in your rags and gone
  I've stumbled and
fallen from nirvana

I look to the sky
 for a message of hope
  a sign of repentance
but the sky is black