How many miles does one need to walk
Within the shadow of the moon?
Before one glimpses a fleeting ray of light
Dashed to smithereens all too soon?

How far does one need to stumble
Along the wretched, rocky path
Before an arm is proffered
Without bitterness or wrath?

How long must one crawl
Over obstacles treacherously wide
Before a patient hand picks one up
Staggering....never to regain one's stride?

Yet within one's core....the soul
As it arouses itself to cope
Within its seamless, infinite depths,
Wells the source of eternal hope!

Sleep is like a food
That comforts all the while
It dissipate the mood
To wake you with a smile.

Oh I wish I could win the Lottery
And own a home of my own
Where I no longer need Social Security
Or feel always in need of a loan.

Oh I wish I'd no need to count pennies
And that Christmas came every day
That 'Housing Benefit' were ***** words
And bills  - a delight to pay!

Yet I may not have two brass farthings
My bank account won't reach double figures
At least I walk around with a smile
My personal wealth brings on the sniggers.

Oh I might never be Rockerfeller
As my bank account continually drains
There's rarely a glimmer of sunshine
It never pours, but constantly rains.

I can't confess to NOT being happy
And I'm wealthier than I appear
I've still got all my marbles,
Fish and chips, telly and beer!

So I'll continue to draw Social Security
Until the right position can be found
But I won't ditch my dreams or my wishes
So each week, I'll still pay my pound!!!

Photo's of an age gone by
Stances stiffly captured
Set within sepia dye
Imagination....enraptured!
Ne'er again to unfold
Conundrums; mysteries telling
Nought for the mirror to behold
Yet one hears the measures swelling!

Albeit the roving eye is jaded
Secrets remain concealed
Ancient memories faded
Resisting, they will not yield.
How can we pierce the aged veils
The evidence to detect?
Engorge ourselves in its entrails....
Its depths eventually deflect!

And so the surmised past unravels
Amidst anticipated surprise.
Fraught by centuries travels
The timepiece chimes.....dies!
We are but one step closer,
The buried truth, so long gone...
Greets the dawning with the crow, Sir
Glimpsing a recalcitrant aeon.

You phone me every single night,
You tell me that you care....
You prise from me, dark secrets,
You strip my soul quite bare....

You sweetly murmur in my ear
Of things you like to share...
To you, I turn when nightmares come,
But you.......are never there!

You whisper all your gentle thoughts....
You raise me from despair.....
You leave a trail of scattered emotions.....
I remain.....dangling in the air....

You breathe a hint of something more...
You inspire a feeling that's so rare
You will never know, if you don't ask...
Just how much it is.... I care....

Come and lie beside me
Soak my essence in
Feel my heat responding
The goose-flesh on my skin

Come absorb my presence
Lead me along that path
Synchronise our heartbeats
Hold me, make me laugh

Come and feel the flutter
Note the hitching of my breath
Your nearness sends me reeling
Towards that quiet death

Come revel in the excitement
The subtle rhythms, the grasp
Nails raking down your flesh
The collective, sensual gasp

Come and linger within me
Know that you have made your mark
This union has set free
That all elusive spark

Come and lie beside me
Know that my senses are aware
You have laid waste to my defenses
And my soul lies completely bare.