When I was a child,
Something happened, that was
Pretty wild.
Sat on the carpeted floor,
Playing with a matchbox,
Captain Webb,
First Channel swimmer 1875,
Was depicted.
I pushed it open, just a Sliver,
Looking into the darkness within,
Suddenly a feeling of intense joy filled my whole being,
A fleeting glimpse,
Of the eternal.
The next thing I know,
It's just a matchbox, no problem,
I'll just do the same thing again, and return to that place again, but it didn't work!
I never experienced that place again, but never stopped trying.

Ectotherm
Straight from source,
Up the river,
Stay on course,
To the place of birth,
Drawn to spawn,
Last breath,
A good
Death.

It was always,
The Cure and The Smiths,
That gave bliss,
Rejecting
Wham and Duran Duran.

When you found that certain club,
It was so great,
Minds could relate,
Finding your best mate,
No fighting
Or
Hate.

On the dance floor, with ****** killer and the slippery people,
Better to Byrne out, than to fade away.

The nights were so long,
Walking home to a bird song,
Sleeping until 12.00
How did I,
get out of those clothes?



Song - Freak Scene Dinosaur Jr.

Gregarious Gregg,
He could take lofty people,
Down a pegg.

On his travels, place's no-one went,
The thrill of a postcard,
From where was it sent?

There would be chatter,
Rumours of his return,
What stories would he tell us?
How green was the fern?

On our way to Glastonbury,
We walked into a pub,
The landlady looked at Gregg,
With love in her eyes, "free drinks for you and your friends"
Fun and laughter was had by all,
Outside we asked him,
"So what's the story?"
Gregg just smiling,
"I've never seen her before"

Gregarious Gregg,
Everyone listened to the words he said.
Passions would arise,
With that sparkle in his eyes.

On a road trip,
Around the Ring of Kerry,
A man thumbing a lift came into view,
It looked like Gregg, but just couldn't be
True!
No-one knew I was here, the odds didn't fit,
But, there he stood, that look upon his face,
"I thought you might be around"
he said.

The passing of time,
We all slide our different ways,
Things you think will never end,
Gently drift into the haze.

Occasionally I'll bump into an old friend,
We chat about old times,
Soon Gregg's upon our lips,
Never leaves our minds.

Maybe we should visit him,
He's only somewhere in France,
Or leave things as they are,
Firmly in the passed.

There's a poison in society,
administered by the media,
It keeps you in the future,
It keeps you in the past.

I got to read the label,
This is what it said,
Anti present,
Take 3 times a day,
Safe and effective,
Your time is all you pay.

Anti present,
Without it, you desires will fade away,
Anti present,
Don't be irresponsible, think how others will feel?
Anti present,
It's the real deal.

Sideffects may include:
Lack of self worth, unfulfillment and hollowness.

It's all been said before,
A series of events,
You know the score.

Everything was lost,
An inevitable pull,
Towards the void,
At what point do you loose control?

A decision had to be made,
Before this force, had me slade.

Reaching the lowest point,
Time to rip this joint,
A place never to return,
See the signs,
Before the burn.

The circle is small,
But if we
Elevate ourselves,
The circle,
Expands
Indefinitely.

They tell a story,
Just take a look,
Are you heavy on the heel,
Or
Front first, Breaking the seal?

Do
You slide,
Wearing on the side?

It all becomes an unconscious act,
The pressure points,
Like a fingerprint,
On your daily stint.

Here's a little experiment,
You may wish to try,
Or not, I know there's many fish to fry,
While walking,
Observe your pressure points,
Then move them around,
From heel, to side to toes.

Breaking a routine,
Is good for the mind,
The sole's changing patterns,
You will find.

Song - "Take a Load Off Your Feet" The beach Boys.

I'm a lucky guy,
Thanking the heavens above,
All my friends,
Are junkies for love.

Forget the
Baguette,
Slumber, in the arms of a
Cucumber.
Never doubt the
Sprout.
Don't be mean to the bean.
Make drama, when peeling a
Banana.
Use a heron, to squeeze
Your lemon.
Feed a grape, to that ape.
Carve a kiwi into a kiwi.
Stare at at pear.
Pretend a spring onion,
Is a bunion, but! Don't leave it
In your sock.
Do the tango, with a mango.
Make mashed potato,  look like a chateau.
Excite a parrot,
With a carrot.
Is that pea, a she or a he? Whatever! Have tea with that pea, in a teepee.
Make rice mice.
Don't make a scene, with an aubergine.
Take that courgette, to the vet.
Visit the planet, that looks like a pomegranate.
Dye your boot, with beetroot.
Take the lead, when planting your seed.
Drink sherry with a berry.
See, with glasses made of brocoli.
A horse with dapple, loves an apple.
Don't play dumb, with a plum.

Vague meanings to their words,
Do I hear
Mockingbirds?
Maybe understand their gist?
Help me see, Through the mist.
Make a comment,
Do no harm,
Feels good to spread some charm.
Suddenly
I've tripped a detonator, an
Explosion of indignant words,
Come flying out.
Now mistakes, can be made,
But let's tell it straight,
People set,
Vague incendiary device's.

Hanging around
This little town.

Jimmy was looking at the bin,
Wondering what was
Hiding
Within?

Here's a fiver, get yourself something
to eat,
Time to get new shoes,
On them feet.

Today I heard the news,
Jimmy doesn't
Need those shoes.

Goodbye Jimmy,
I wasn't aware,
Just how many people cared.

I
Like to
Think, it's permanently
Gone.

Suddenly around the bend,  
Darkness
Doth
Decend.

So alone
In the vacuum of space,
If I dissappear,
Would there be
A
Trace?

It was a Thursday night,
I walked into a pub,
Who's that sat by the window?
Walking towards him, he looked up,
Was I looking into a mirror?
The feeling of a dream came over me,
and so began
the day I met myself.
We got along famously.
We agreed about music,
We agreed about art,
We agreed about politics,
We agreed about philosophy,
We agreed about religion,
We agreed about morals,
We agreed who were the bad people,
We agreed who were the good people,
We laughed so much, at all the things we had in common.
We cried about our hurts,
Then a silence ascended, we didn't know what to say!
Then we both agreed on one more thing,
To never see each other again.


Songs for this, Mirror man by The human league.
Mirror in the bathroom, The Beat.

Like a hat,
That never had a head,
I lay upon a double bed.

A melancholy feeling of loss,
We are the riddles
That we came across.

It took a beard
Of bees,
To bring me
On my knees

Many stings,
To hear the
Bells ring

The honey of love
To soothe
The pain.

When Bob Dylan wrote,
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you.
If he'd had a mobile phone back then,
Most likely not noted the tambourine man,
Never mind following him.

Maybe the fall,
Is gravity's call.

At one with the universe,
Floating around amniotic fluid,
Not being coerced.

How
My heart aches,
When the water breaks.

Separation begins,
As does the crying,
The cord has been
Cut.

Too much to drink,
Mind
Is
Scrambled,
Resembling
The surface of an ice rink.

A head of aches,
Restless night makes.

Over and over again,
Says my brain,
Never again.

Song, In a Broken Dream, Python Lee Jackson.

When my young eyes gazed,
The mind was
Amazed,
For this beholder,
Beauty couldn't be bolder.
But a game was at play,
Which took a while,
For the penny to drop,
Spotting her
Achilles' heel,
Not knowing what to feel,
The pain was so real.
But when love turns sour,
I was no wilting flower.
Getting on with life,
Lessoned the Strife.
Then a peculiar situation did occur,
Brisling the fur.
I was desired, like never before,
But to late,
I'd closed that door.

Clearing out
Some old stuff,
Came across
An old
Cardboard box

My name on a
Grain of rice,
"For you, special price"

Packet of apple tea
Unopened,
Date long gone
I see

A pirate cassette
Dark side of the moon,
Great gig in the sky
"Now that was a tune"

A snapped
Friendship band,
From someone
I
No longer
See,
Holding it,
Wondering
Are they thinking of
Me?

Down
Down,
Through the sulfurous haze,
Dante stumbled,
Lost in a
Fiery
Maze

Is this hell or a hammer film set
He asked himself,
Grinning with regret

A demon
Dressed in tattered lace,
With
Fangs and makeup,
A boneyard
Face

"Welcome to the pit, where
Sin abide
And
Dracula's got a VIP ride

The first circle
Fog and gloom
Looking for a friendly face,
I hope to find one soon

Next the gluttons,
Oh what a feast,
A banquet of souls
That never ceased

The brimstone smoked,
And ghosts of
Sinners,
Just happily joked
"Is this hell or a cryptic comedy?"
Dante laughed, lost in absurdity

The third,
greedy souls did cry,
Stuck in the mud,
Can't buy a thing
To
Satisfy

The Sinners dined in darkness,
Yet they slept
Until Dante shouted
"This is the wrong set"

So down to the deepest depths,
Where bat's flapped
And twisted,
Dante's glasses
Got slightly
Misted

But in the end
Dante found a seat,
In hells own cinema
Complete with a
Treat

A demon with a smile,
Made popcorn pop
And said
"You're in for a shock"

Dante sat back with his eternal snack,
And watched
As the credits rolled
"I'm never coming back"

The wonder of
A bird’s nest,
Their songs, so beautiful,
Put the mind to the test.
How do they know?

"Oh, instinct."

The mystery
Of electricity,
What is it, truly?

"Well, it’s just... electricity."

Have you caught
A stranger's gaze,
Felt a friend’s name rise,
Only for them to call?
Yes! And?

"Coincidence."

Have you noticed –
No matter who’s in power,
The rich grow richer,
While the poor
Sink deeper?

"Are you a conspiracy theorist?"

All matter
Is merely energy condensed
To a slow vibration,
That we are all
One god consciousness
Experiencing itself subjectively,
There is no such thing as death

"Hippy ****"

And so we circle –
Words falling short,
Walls unbroken.

The chaos rained  down,
Cracks appeard upon the ground,
Every man,
Every woman,
For themselves.
Gods of Gods and their gods,
Were confused about what to do!
Through it all
Two people's eyes met,
Two
Wounded souls,
Will always recognise each other.

Six degrees of separation,
I see you
At the station,
Strangers bound by threads unseen,
Stories stitched where gaps have been.

Your glance meets mine, a fleeting spark,
Echoes carried through the dark.
Through hands we've held and roads we've crossed,
Connections found, though never lost.

A friend of yours once knew a face,
That lingers now in distant place.
And here we stand, so close yet far,
Entwined like constellations are.

Six degrees, a fragile chain,
Linking joy and loss and pain.
In every turn, the ties remain,
And strangers softly feel the same.

A visit to my teacher's house,
While he's talking,
I wounder where the ducks go in winter.

Been expelled,
Better go to the dormitory,
A rage of jealously,
I attack my room mate,
****** nose, hunting hat
Back to front,
I head for New York.

Booking into a hotel,
I dance with three girls,
Pay for their drinks
And off they go,
The elevator guy,
Offers me a girl, I agree,
she knocked at my door!
But I'm a ******, you see,
So we just talk.

I decided to go home, to see my sister, don't want to see my parents, so
I silently enter, go to her room,
She's sleeping so I wake her,
"Why are you home?"
I tell my tale,
"Dad will go crazy!"
Kids tell it straight,
I tell her to meet me later, at the
Museum, off I go, without a sound.

Waiting for my sister,
Watching how people act,
What happens when we grow up?
Most are phonies to me.
I see my sister, so carefree and real,
Do you want to ride the
carousel?
She's so happy, as we arrive,
Picking her favourite horse,
Time to take a ride.

So I'm just busy here watching the wheels
Go round and round,
No longer riding on the merry-go-round,
I'd had some dark thoughts
About what to do next,
But this song came into my mind,
And I just had to let it go,
I'll take my sister home,
Tell mum and dad,
Start a new school
Life ain't to bad.

Black lightening
In
Reverse,
Not a leaf to be seen,
Stars glistening
In-between

Holding steady,
Wind
Is
Wild,
Shadows dance
With the
Flowing
Grass.

Desiring Deseray,
Causes suffering.

Discovery
Of The
Garden,
Where we merrily played,
For a time.

Ignoring the voice
(We could be so bold)
Calling us back,
Into the fold.

The game's continued,
For a while,
But the fun it held,
Started to decline.

The garden
Became the only place,
Nowhere else existed,
An illusion was born,
The individual.

The individual
Sat alone, and very soon,
Sadness came to join.

Sadness grew and grew,
Until the thought was born,
Time to return to the place,
We once called
Home.

Teresa Green
Stood very still,
In the middle of a field,
Slightly moving with the breeze,
It was time
To turn over a new leaf

Nosmo King
Took his last drag,
Stubbornly stubbing

Annette Curtain
Stood in front of the window,
In her lace dress

Duane Pipe
Drank many pints of water,
His language was straight from the gutter

Phil McCann
Was a corporal,
He'd make sure the lad's
Jerrycan's were full

Please don't get me wrong,
I'm only
Joe King

Returning to My hometown,
I wander into the museum,
It's been a long, long time.

Stuffed animals in glass tanks,
Exactly as I remember them,
Trapped in time,
I've changed, but they haven't.

A school visit comes to mind,
We all Stood and stared
At Nelson the lion,
Now I stand alone,
Looking once again.

Walking one of your
Favourite
Walks,
Through the twisting bends,
Your voice
To me
Talkes,
I consider the soil, trees and rocks,
Hold memory's,
Whispering
On the
Wind.

I'm having a rave
Inside
Plato's cave

These squares
Are going to listen
This
Time

Time to take a
Fall,
Staring at
Shadow,
On the
Wall

They ain't keen
On the truth,
It's the biggest
Problem,
Holding them
Back

Outside,  
It's a
Lovely day,
Must choose Carefully,
What I
Say

I want to be
Like
Entangled particles,
You and me,
Wherever we are
I'll know how you feel.

I'd give her one!

If she can carry on, Through it all, then so can I.
When you don't have to sell your soul, no need to say any more.
Had my candyfloss girl, fingers no longer sticky, what a shame.
Now living in Cornwall,
I burnt the town where I  was born, but I'll always be the resurrection.
My aim is true, my message is clear,
It's curtains for you
Charlie my dear.
Am I all alone?
Is anybody home?

Mij was a storm of laughter and defiance,
A stubborn spirit, ever demanding his way,
Yet when the drinks flowed, oh how he shined,
A madcap maestro in the delirium of night.

Johnny Thunders on the speakers,
Hanoi rocks and Lords of the New Church
Echoing through our wild, endless journeys,
Tunes that stitched our misadventures into memory.

He’d promise me refuge in sunlit Greece,
An open door to his scattered sanctuary,
A place I longed to visit,
But lost my courage amidst the clamor of his drinking.

Now, two years on, silence aches where he once roared,
And in the quiet, I feel the bittersweet pull
Of laughter mixed with grief,
Missing the man who was as difficult as he was dearly loved.

In every clink of glass and every chord played,
I hear Mij’s defiant laugh a reminder
That even in chaos and excess,
There was a spark of beauty, a story worth every flawed moment.

Mamma's got a song,
She sings late at night,
It makes her so happy,
It's just outta sight,
Yeah,
Just outta sight,
She sings it
High,
She sings it
Low,
I
Can't make out the words
But
Dad
Seems to know.

And their singing all night,  
Yeah,
It's just outta sight,
Momma got a song,
She sings late at night.

Mamma's singing high
And Dad's
Singing low,
I wish I
Knew the words
But I just don't know,
Oh yeah
I just don't know
Mamma's got a song,
She sings late at night.

Seesaw
On
A
Sword

We were going
To go
Out,
But tiredness
Changed your mind.
“You go,”
You said,
So casually kind.

Not sure I'll enjoy this,
Maybe no one
There
I
Know.
But whatever
I’ll just enjoy the show.

I order a drink,
Mingle with the crowd,
The band comes on,
It’s deafening, loud.

I start to unwind,
Feel the rhythm’s heat,
Body swaying,
Jumping feet.

I lose myself in music’s flow,
But it ends, oh, too soon.
The crowd calls for more,
Like wolves
Howling at the moon.

Just discovered,
I
HAD
A
Demon,
Attached to me.

It's Claws
We're so deep,
It's taken me
Many years To realise.

It was so clever,
Hidden so deep,
Inside my
Psyche

It's strength lay
In it's
Non existence
(To me)
But I caught
A fleeting glimpse,
Many situations
Over Many years,
Suddenly connected

And it was gone,
The holes
Where it's
Claws
Withdrew,
Will heal very quickly

We all have
Out unique shape,
Smooth bits and sharp bits
Occasionally
A
Flake

A
Tiny piece of the picture,
With a vague idea
Of what it is,
We look for others
Who are a
Good
Fit

Sometimes we think
"I've found them"
Only to find,
There's a gap
In the
Join

But if you're determined,
The right fit
Is around,
The picture more focused,
Love will be
Sound

Others will notice
And ask,
"How and why?"
Invite them in
Could be a piece
Of
Sky

The picture keeps growing,
With frustrations and knowing,
Don't focus on the
Wrong fits,
Hopefully they will find
The right one

Take the long view,
Collectively you've made,
A picture worth
Admiring,
The light
And
The
Shade

A
Dream,
To keep in mind,
One day we'll all find our way,
A discovered piece of scripture,
And see the
Bigger
Picture

Once I believed in all I was told,
Magic was real, its truth so bold.
Then came a voice, cold and near,
Santa Claus? The Tooth Fairy?
"That stuff... no way," it sneered in my ear.

What? Not true?
My mind, a tempest, not knowing what to do.
So what else is false, what else must I doubt?
Tell me, tell me, what’s the truth, all laid out?

“Well, all that’s hollow, empty and gray,
The rest? It’s all just smoke and play.”
Years passed, and I walked this land,
Where magic lay buried beneath the sand.

But then, a moment,
sharp and clear,
I saw the fool I had been, year after year.
It was time to shuffle the cards once more,
Yet still the fool, I remained at my core.

Chasing a butterfly, so swift, so bright,
But now I must grapple with a deeper fight,
The bitter truth, the lesson to grasp:
Vomiting out the apple, at last.

Wondering around the
City,
A thought comes to
Mind,
Could it be you
That my eyes
Find?

Did I read you're
Poem?
Feel the emotional pain,
Then like two
Stranger's
Walk past each other
In the poring
Rain

I woke to find
Everything packed away—
Carpets rolled up,
Bare floorboards
Revealed for the first time.

No one around,
My footsteps made
A strange
Sound

Then Gran came in.
"Your mummy and daddy
Aren't getting along."
This truth,
I learned too late,
Kept from me
Until this morning.

A day my mind
Will never forget,
A secret now
Unfolded.

We traveled to the new town,
My face
Wore
A
Frown.

The door slammed shut
Too quickly,
A bad case
Of homesickness.
What was severed
Now crystallized.

Now,
I never fail
To remember
Every
Detail.

Make sure the fit
Is not too tight,
Or you may forget
It's there in the night,
Blurring wrong and right.

Remove the mask,
Let your soul be bare.
No need to ask—
Just show you care.

Hold someone close,
Feel their beating heart.
Life's truest moments
Need no guise or art.

Nostalgia’s not for me,
The present
is where I long to be.
But when Robert sings,
the past takes wing,
And memories bloom
Like lipstick
they cling.

A tear may gather,
though boys don't cry,
His voice, just like a dream,
drifts through the sky.

Each note,
a thread, weaving time and space,
Binding my heart
to a fleeting embrace.

The
lime tree
Stood on top
Of The Hill,
The ground around
With limes
Did it
Fill

One Decending lime
Rolling to the
Incline,
Got itself
Into a
Spin

Tumbling down
With no Jill
After

Hitting the road side
A car did abide,  
By changing its
Shape to
Flat,
But!
Deep into
The tyre grip
Went a
Pip

Spinning around
To the engine's
Sound,
It's DNA
Got slightly
Altered

After coming to a
Full stop,
The fastidious Chauffeur
Noticed,
The
Wheel didn't
Need a
Seed,
Flicking it over a
Wall,
Where it landed
Upon fertile
Land

As the seed started to grow
It's branches began
To twist

Ten years went by
As quick as a
Roll
Of you're
Eye

The land
That the tree,
Let It's roots spread free
Also contained a
Shack,
And as the morning
Broke,
The old man
Awoke

Starting his daily routine,
The days
Always seemed
The same,
But
He was clever enough to know,
There was no-one
To
Blame
But
Himself,
Life just seemed to
Snooker him,
Into this
Pocket

His only venture out,
Was the local store,
Supplying all that
Was
Needed

But
Before setting off,
Something was calling to
His
Attention,
The sound of a bird
Never
Heard

Heading down
The overgrown
Path,
The bird suddenly stopped,
And
While flying off,
He saw something,
Never seen
Before

A tree bering limes,
From it's
Corkscrew branches,
But
Not any old limes,
Their skins
Also
Had a
Twist

Picking one up,
Marvelling at the shape,
He headed off to
The store

Arriving at the door,
Felt like
Not
Before,
This day was like
No
Other

Gathering his supplies,
Catching the
Shopkeepers eye,
"A very good day to you"

"I don't mean to sound rude
But you're in a good mood"
She said, while giving
Him a
Smile

"What would you think
If I asked you out
For a drink?"

"I'd grab
Hat and coat,
Lock up this old store
And we'd be on our way"

With his best smile in years
He said
"Well let's go"

Arriving at the bar,
He asked for two
Mojitos

The barman
Shook his head,
"We're all out of limes!"

The old man's eyes
Lit up