Austere, everywhere!
only me for
that I care

In my dream, two apples
fall from a tree,
Roll down the hill
next to me

There I lay
in foetal bliss,
behold she comes to me
The
Goddess

Disappointed
With the food
You choose to eat

Disappointed
With the dark shadows on the street

Disappointed
With what’s on TV

Disappointed
with what you call reality

Disappointed
We let things slip so far

Disappointed
With a bandage called a car

Disappointed
With the mobile in your hand

Disappointed
I cannot see the band

The Zen Cow
"what's wrong with right now?"

I had it, now I lost it!
the big Joke
a fish looking for water!
the masters stick
gave me a poke.

I was sitting in my old rocking chair,
Taking in the mountain air

All of a sudden I was filled with panic!
Oh no,
For goodness sake!
Not another earthquake!

But then these words I do declare,
woodworms taken
A liking to my chair

I rub the place
Where I used to have
Hair!
Woodworms taken
Another rocking chair

Wake up
In
The middle
Of
The
Night

Consciousness
Can
Focus
On
Things
Normally
Out of
Sight

Exaggerating
Tiny
Details,
To which it
Clings

What
A
Relief
The
Morning
Brings

What did I Glimpse
In the woods
That day?
Amongst the bracken
And
Bluebells that sway

Something wonderful
Is all
I can say,
Thinking about it,
As I
Pass this way

I recall a
A year given
To
Travelling,
It was a
"Get over a breakup thing"

The first thing I learned,
Wherever you go,
There you are

One time at
Nigeria falls,
All I could think
"If only she was here to experience this with
Me"

But hey, I don't do sad
Well, not for long,
She just wasn't for me,
Just took a while
To see

One day
That
Sadness
Just leaves,
Like snowflakes
On the
Breeze

White
foam
waves
roll

Shoreline
beckons

Gull
wings
wave

Underwater
currents

Wave
seaweed
wave

Standing
on the
shoreline

Your
hair
the wind waves.

The snow globe
Has been shaken,
All the pieces are in flux

Time to make a new start
That's not haunted by the past

Making up
you're own story

A lonely path
to chose

But the best
one to take,
despite
the homesick blues.

The tyranny of the dull mind,
All’s lost
if you
cannot
be
kind

The tyranny of the dull mind,
That dark place,
that made
you
blind

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.

Stingray of light
That fish
Is
Out of sight

One day
A time will come
My eye's search, tentative and narrow

A visit from
Bukowski's
Red sparrow

The light
My flesh will burn,
I hope to be
a
tasty worm

There's guardians at the edge of
waking sleep

Withholding information
as dawn doth creep

I don't know what
they are withholding?
but it must be mighty
deep.

Fragments of a trapdoor world
A mystery bird
The song he sings of the absurd

My dream driller
Reality killer
Made of smoke and mirror

Corridors with endless doors
Each door hides something new
A secret or two

My dream driller
Reality killer
Made of smoke and mirror

A kiss from the abyss
I'm awake,
Mind twisting like a snake
Please remember all of this
But only fragments remain
Always the same

My dream driller
Reality killer
Made of smoke and mirror

Down the corridor,
Through the door

Infinite corridors,
Wall to wall doors

Choose a door,
Go inside

Become comfortable

Forget the door

Frozen water,
Ice melts

Remember the door,
Remember the corridor

Time went so fast.
I turned around and you were passed,
Without you
I wouldn’t have the fight,
Now I have
The inner light

I never met you.
What can I say,
Still think of you every day

In the darkness
Of your room,
Banishing all the gloom,
Now there is a light,
You soul has taken flight

Everyone's acting
like nothings going on,
Playing old roles
that's been over done

We've been walking down a corridor,
Now stumbling
Nostalgically at the door

Let's just open it!

Will love come tomorrow?
Or will it come today?

Well, I don’t know!
But will stay optimistic anyway

Hello tomorrow,
I met someone today
I think it all went well
But only you can say

Relocated when
I
Was
Eight,
Gran picked me up
Outside
The school gate

This would be the last time,
For a
Long time,
To be present here,
My old school

Somewhere in my mind
It got locked away,
The places
Where we
Used to
Play

Now the years have passed,
Returning to
My old school
At
Last

It looks exactly the same,
Except someone's shrunk it!
My eyes, they shut,
Am I in
Lilliput?

Song- Where Do the Children Play? Cat Stevens.

It's always darkest just before dawn,
So my love,
Don't feel forlorn.

From within the cocoon,
Break open the door,
Whatever was imagined,
There's so much more.

Collectively turn a new page,
Welcome in a golden age.

If all the world's a stage
Then Bill and me
are on the same page


So when treading the boards
step softly
don't go crossing swords


give the best performance
From you're soul,
Lift others from their holes,
Put a smile on their face
If things don't work out
Try changing roles

Make it the best play ever written
Try for a good ending
maybe leave someone smitten

When the curtain comes down
And
It's just you on you're own,
there should be no frown
go to you're backstage bedroom
Sleep tight
Under the full moon,
Awake
As the birds sing,
who knows what the day brings.