This morning I did wake to see
the sun shinning on me
and that made me feel good
so I pulled jeans on, a T- shirt
which had a picture of  Jimmy Hendrix on

Got going after pushing tea toast down my neck
which also made me feel good
got the flymo out, to meet and greet the locals, as i cut the lawns
no sign of storms which on this day was mind storming
sky's of blue sun shinning was quite mind blowing.

Never thought that things i choose
to put it my mind can make me
feel like i never did yesterday

T H I N G S
like the words i say
that i have never heard before
now to me mean much more.

W h e n!
my MIND left my body
to flot in TIME it's self
all I remember if it
is here
for you all to see

the air seamed to me thicker there
it was hard to breath
and while gasping for air
it was plain to me
that I should some how
not let go of my soul
for that ment much to me
all thought like a distent image to me
my soul I did hold

and while watching my skin
turn from white back to pink
I knew
me and that thing
I call my soul
came home.

$$$

This all i want
from me to you
everything you want to do
you should do
for everything is true
me to you it is true.



and god is up in heaven
listening to all
he will diside how we fall
you could become a soldier
that shot another man.



but from me that is on your soul
NOT ME!

Love Paul ***

the vast silence explodes into the night
i am lost in thought,
but found in solitude

God seems so infinitely silent,
and yet the Word spoke
in the void

silence awakens in me a new life
love breaks into me
in the quiet solitude of the night

I love with my hands

with a warm embrace,
a light pat on the back,
high fives, fist bumps
two thumbs up

A heart may not be for loving.

I love with my feet

when I wait in line,
while window-shopping,
running away with you,
walking down the aisle

A heart may not be for loving.

I love with my eyes

that still weep
long after you're gone,
that have baggage
big enough to carry yours

A heart may not be for loving.

I love with my lungs

you               
             are
my                 
                 oxygen

A heart may not be for loving.

I love with my brain

the mind finds patterns, makes connections
you paint everything I see, hum every song I hear
you are every fragance, each succulent morsel
and in slumber, still I find you in my dreamscape

A heart may not be for loving.

A heart may not be for loving,
but without it I cannot think
I won't see what I touch
or where I'm going

And I won't remember to           breathe.

N    O    W
I never cut those corners in time
which made me look like a fool
but i see it now as i have got older

M    E
No more looking over my shoulder
at what has become of me
for i am what i am and that is part of me

T   I    M    E
No more means much to me
like it did before

A    N   D
I did not know this before
:-)

Today at work
I met a W I ZZ A R D
I need to explain that to you
So you can see it to

My job
Security at the gadget show live theater
The place a linking tunnel from Hall 11 into the theater, Hall 12
before me all I can see is that tunnel made of cloth on which they projected lights
giving a strobbing affect from Hall 11 towards me
the theater behind all lights off was a black as night
then infront of me was smoke
in hall 11 over the radio i hear the silent fire alarms are going off
this is one the public do not hear, so I take my place and ready for anything
this is where my poem comes in.





Today on my green bus
Staring out the window
I see double yellow lines in the road
as i arrive the sun shines on me
but little would i know
today you will meet a   w i ZZ ard
at work still hafl asleep
i take my post
light flash infront of me
then lots of smoke
alams go off around me
then form behind the black curtains
what do I see
a man called brian
a man from OZ
not on this day but a   W I zz A R D

THE  W I zz A R D of OZ


PAUL :-)

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S  A  L  L  Y
Please go around the roses
Don't you know
those roses
can hurt
Y O  U  !


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@!@!@

When you
feel your mind
Leave your body
All you have left is your soul.

@!@!@

11 years of schooling went from me
Along with puberty, those spotty years
And all the young women
I loved during those tears.

@!@!@

And
yes
all
you
ever had
was
your
body
and your
SOUL.

@!@!@

Voice from a mountain
Voice from the sea
Voice from the man I call God
Voice that is calling me
and the voice that is me

Tell me my friend
Tell me now
Tell  me where it will all end
Tell please do tell.

Where will it all end
Voice that is only me.