Walking, Sleeping, Eating, Drinking, Thinking,
Always thinking, thinking of life
I walked across the bay
I walked across the street
I walked across the harbour
I walked across the sea
I paused for thought, this isn’t me.
I walked back across the sea
I walked back across the harbour
I walked back across the street
I walked back across the bay
I walked back into me
Now I am always thinking, always walking
Just walking

The calm waters swelled around the rocks,
washing away those broken bones of Tommy.
At last I'm alone I think, once at peace
and now a tempest of rage through revenge.
He said no to my offer of peace, the one
change of the world changing hands.
But now he lies there amounst the fishes,
cold and slimy, gathering the rot of humanity.
I could of stopped him, but like i said,
he said no to my offer of peace.
Slashed and broken, a new day rises through
the mist of evening to bring the war of rage.
Now the tempest does rage so violently with
humanity of death and destruction in it's wake.

i will never leave you
i'll be in every taste on your tongue
each breath in your lungs
i'll be everywhere you've ever been
all the places you've never seen
because we wanted to taste and feel all things together
my absence will be like a second skin
a curse on you to think of me in everything

Anna gargles up a reluctant tune
every  thursday. But always too soon
the others recieve it. Maybe a stave
of ''ok''?? is her vice. Her single crave.

Yet to Anna her one vocal routine
is not to annoy. Letters of extreme
sufferig always prevail with surprise
to her. Then single forced laughs hide her eyes.

Nevertheless, what if you were the ones
deafened by regular racket. The suns
diluted to rock. You would tooclasp your
ears to peace. Spill a silence on the chore.

Anna too spilled silence about one day.
It poured out frm her wrists and down her grey
fading skin. No one heard this final song
or warning ballad. Thursday's notes are gone.

I fill my days with pointless clutter,
                                   bits and bobs, and nevertheless,
My head alive with constant flutter,
                                    (marring softly to surpress)
Is still in streaks of wonders utter,
                                     breathing, blinking and even less,
Plighted to a world another,
                                     a starving corner he cannot bless

What's a guy to do, when he encounters you?,
It's not even your looks, your nose is like a hook,
And inner beauty is void, you leave me so annoyed.

You prey on young men, luring them to your den,
Then you **** their funds dry, and will bid them goodbye,
You just toss them aside, god woman where's your pride?,

I can see what you're doing, it's not me you're fooling,
My man's not for the taking, you make no mistaking,
He sees what you're like, he calls you the town bike.

So move along *****, my love's really fussy,
He likes girls with class, not some cheap ******,
Avert your eyes elsewhere, look, there's a teen, over there....



(c) eileen mcgreevy 2009

Can you hear the wind blow?
Can you hear what it's saying?
I can sense, your pain is too much,
You must not think of staying.

Im brave enough for now,
I've practised and learned,
You must spread your wings,
And you must leave this earth.

Something wonderful waits for you,
Something you've been waiting for,
There's something very tranquil there,
So spread your wings and soar.

If leaving me should worry you,
Then try your best, fear not,
Because if your pain dies with you,
Then i'll release this love i've got.

So close your eyes my baby,
And know how much you're loved,
And stretch your wings, be on your way,
To heaven, like a dove......

The dinner was made, but something was wrong,
She tried to eat something, appetite, gone,
The view from the kitchen was a sky black and grey,
She got under the table to get out of the way.

Even moms home made cooking couldn't beckon her out,
For she knew fine and well, that a storm was about,
Such a crash, then a light filled the kitchen completely,
Then a hug from two arms,"Daddy please dont you leave me".

As her body was lifted to a warm loving place,
Daddy wiped away tears from her four year old face,
Then it seemed as though nothing could hurt her somehow,
Not the storm, not the flash, not the terrible howl.
As the storm grifted by, daddy hushed her to sleep,
Snuggles up with his baby,safe and warm for to keep.