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.

Come to me,
Don’t be afraid of me,
I need to know
The things

The things
You could tell me,
So don’t hold back from me

I will try,
Try not to be afraid of you,
Of what my imagination
Thinks you can do

Are you afraid of me?
Of what you think I maybe?

Trust is something we must trust in

So come to me,
As I come to you

Low or high
your time is in short supply

Staring at screens
destroys dreams  

It's not all bad
reconnected with old friends
it's mad

But get it in perspective,
when out with friends
be with them,
real life collective.

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.

White
foam
waves
roll

Shoreline
beckons

Gull
wings
wave

Underwater
currents

Wave
seaweed
wave

Standing
on the
shoreline

Your
hair
the wind waves.

Child kisses the mouth
Of the shadow dog,
Water on her arm
“The moon”

Watching the circular ripples
Expanding

And me,
Watching her,
I glimpsed something,
Something I had lost

This is why I’m so touched,
By
What a child
Can see

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

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

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.

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

Words came from up above
fill my heart with so much love

If you could see behind my eye's
you would know
why angel's smile

I think the light is coming back
dot's of white inside the black

I think the light is coming back
dot's of white inside the black

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.

Making up
you're own story

A lonely path
to chose

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

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.