Many people knew him
Once upon a time
When he was a little boy
And when he was a man
He used to like his whiskey
And the songs he sang
He used to break the rules
Liked to play the fool

But John is gone,  yes John is gone
John is gone, long gone

Just like the summer
And ground he walked on
Like the sound of his voice
John is gone

He used to live here
And he lived over there
Seems like John lived
Everywhere

When he was a tenor
He sang night and day
If he were still around
I’d sing with him today

But John is gone,  yes John is gone
John is gone, long gone

Was he ever here I wonder
And where did he go
The John that I remember
The John that I know

When I go down to the sea
I can float
On my own
For a while
Like a boat.......
And I can swim around
On the surface
For most of a morning
Like a porpoise
I can dive down deep
For a minute,
Maybe two or three
But I can't live
For very long
In the sea

The land where I can stand
Is meant for me
But whose land?
Will it be?

Who'll let me stand
Who'll let me sit
Who'll let me walk around on it
I can't be
Stuck
In the space
Between countries
I am a refugee
But there's not much difference
Is there
Between you and me
Don't you see

A stranger came
Landing like a fly
Stayed some days
Then didn't want to go away
He thought
This bag
Of bones
And flesh
Was his own
He thought he was home
And didn't seem to know
He'd have to go

To play another part
In another play
In another cabaret



Sean Hunt  Feb  2017

John Jarlath Hunt
Was his name
‘Tis a shame
He was not known
By some of his children
They buried someone else
Another man
With a heart of pure gold
But the John Jarlath I knew
Had a heart
Made of mixed metals
He was a better man
Because at least
He was real

“Very human” was the way
That John Jarleth
Would describe
The men he held
In high esteem
Flaws and all
Taken into account
‘Tis a pity when they
Laid my father in the ground
The words that sounded
All around
Described
A more inhuman man

Sean Hunt

Who? can't get it right, day or night
Who is black who is white
Who is never wrong and always right
Who is it only likes to play
But suffers every night and day
Who is it, thinks that they were born
Who is it feeds their unicorn

Not you, not me
Must be somebody
It's someone that we only find
Looking deep inside a mind
The room inside no one has seen
With a global IMAX screen
The little person in the chair
Sits and stares at light and air
He doesn't understand the 'deal'
He thinks his world is really real

There are no windows to his world
He's every boy, he's every girl
There is no night, there is no day
There is nowhere outside to play

He simply needs to close his eyes
And watch the screen inside his mind
Where he can choose to see
A movie called
....'Perpetual Tranquility'

Sean Hunt

I have not tried to see
Through the eyes of a refugee

I am aware of them
Here and there
And in between
But I have not seen
Through their eyes
I have not measured
I have not weighed
The worlds they leave
Nor the worlds they imagine
Across the sea

I know one of them
Through a friend
When her journey ended
She said she started off
In a wave
Of many hopeful souls

She has now arrived
In her new world
Has a husband
And a child
And a house
And a new tongue to talk in

Though introduced
We never met
Her wounded way
From there to here
Was flooded in tears
An inundation

An escape
An emigration
Of desperation
Manipulation
By a gauntlet of men
A bartering of copulation
Then,
Immigration

“The rest died
Only I survived”
She said

Sean Hunt  Jan 2 2017

If the truth be told
Only half his heart was gold
The other half was steel
I wish the man they buried
Was at least a little real

It wasn’t his fault
So I’m not really sad
Because both his mum and dad
Were just a little mad

He was a little wounded
When he was a child
Too much time in the trenches
While they all went wild

I never saw them kiss
No one talks about this
Denial of the gloom
And the elephant in the room

Someone I never knew
Went into the ****** hearse
And the epitaph they wrote
Was for another person

Sean Hunt Jan 1st 2017

Stop
Be still
Mental movement
In the mind
Must cease
Now and then
And then again
Now and then
Until thought
Can be stopped
At will
We must learn
To be still

Sean Hunt  Jan 1st 2017

Winter
A waiting game
Every day seems the same
Winter
A waiting time
Waiting for weather to be fine

Earth holds her breath
During many short days
More long nights
And a rationing of light

Half the world held hostage
In suspense
Balanced on a knife-edge
Ledge of death

Until one day
When karma comes
Like a microwave
Radiating
Inside out
From the middle of the riddle
From the center of space
From the middle of the air
To everywhere

A sigh of relief
On half the globe
A sense of levitation
And deep appreciation
For the change
While the other half
Tenses in apprehension
Of their change
Sean Hunt  Dec 31st 2016

The ‘Big Swallow’

My friend needs to put an end
To her dreadful thirst
It never gets better
Only gets worse
Some of us are missing
A major
Metaphorical
Mechanism
A floating valve
That rises to the top
And then insists
On a Stop!
Closing  off
Further flow
Down below.

My friend please put an end
To your dreadful thirst

I am under no illusion
You will forget me soon
My memory will fade into
The space inside your mind
But while you are alive
I will return
I will arrive
Now and then
Like a shooting star
From a far
Passing through
From me to you
But what about
When you too
Disappear
Who then will see
This sudden streak
Through the night sky?

Sean Hunt  Dec 25 2016

The black bird’s beak
Seemed busy
This Christmas morning
Like a guillotine
Lifting life from the ground
Like a knife dropping down
From the sky
Sacrificing
Slicing
Slimy
Beings
Defining the last moment
On Earth
For a worm
Placing them in
The space between
Death and birth

Sean Hunt Christmas Day 2016

One more breath is done
And then another one
How many more?
I cannot say
Another hour
Another day?
Another year?
How many more?
I cannot say

We walk the path
We have no choice
To stay, to play
Another day
Though we plead
Though we pray
The path we take
Is one-way



Sean Hunt  Dec 24 2016

Hey sister, hey brother
Hey there child of a childless mother
I looked for you, you looked for me
We both found no one to see

Every breath that I breathe
I think of mum I think of me
She never ever had a child
But here I am stuck inside
This body that was never born
Feelin’ lost and forlorn

Watch
Every moment going by
Don’t feel low
Don’t feel high
Think of mum
Think of me
Remember
There’s no one to see

If you forget and think you’re real
Remember, here’s the deal
Our mother never had a child
We were never born, we’ll never die

  Sean Hunt Dec 23 2016

My life is like a candle flame
About to die in the wind
Or like a spring snow fort
About to cave in
Some say we need to live as if
We may die today
I say for me it may be best  
I to think of hours left

Sean Hunt  Dec 19 2016

Will I be here
When the next Christmas comes
When winter
Turns the corner
And returns again
Will I see
Another tree

Will I once again
Be able
To leaf back
Through the pages
Of the book
To remember
The space
Between Decembers



             Sean Hunt   Dec 2016 Windermere, UK

I dare not say
“I will not die today”
Nay
I know not when
I know not where
I know not why
This holy moment
Is for me
A hidden mystery
Inside a galaxy
Of potentialities
Preparing to pop
Like kernels of corn

I must tidy my house
Today


            Sean Hunt  Dec 2016 Windermere, UK

Don’t you know when we embrace
We’re holding empty space
That’s just how it is
In this human race

We think it’s something else
Something that it’s not
We think we have a lover
That we haven’t got

The person in our arms
Feels so very real
Then when we try to find them
Things become surreal

There’s no one there to hold
Just some skin and hair
The person that we love
Is as empty as the air

I’ll put you on a pedestal
Bend down on one knee
Though the person I adore
I cannot even see

Like a rainbow and a phantom
You will come and go
Like a dream in the night
Like a shadow in a show

Like a promise that was broken
Like a vow never kept
Like an abandoned plan
Or an unpaid debt

Don’t you know when we embrace
We’re holding empty space
That’s just how it is
In this human race

We have been protected
By our circumstances
Never free
To take that chance
To dance
With wild abandon
On the edge of the cliff
From which
All lovers fall
We have been blessed
And destined
To remain
Potential lovers

Our imaginations
Wrote a happy script
Craziness and pain
Were not part of it


         Sean Hunt    
Dec 2016 Windermere

Actually

What you see
Isn’t me
And what I see
Isn’t me

Actually

My actual ‘I’
Will not be seen
By ordinary eyes

Actually

This is why
I meditate
To eliminate
The pretentious
Preposterous
Imposter

       Sean Hunt    Dec 2016 Windermere, UK

There is no ‘out-there’ out there
Said a wiser man to me
We’re putting ‘out-there’ out there
For all of us to see
It’s a dangerous game
Do you know the rules?
Astoundingly
Most of us think
Everyone
Around us
Is a fool
We need look no further than
The end of our nose
Just above
We find our eyes
The ones we think are wise
But all they do
Is let in light
To make a show
Inside
On the screen of our mind
What we think we see outside
We can never find

Sean Hunt Dec 5 2016

Sean Hunt Dec 5 2016

Everywhere I see
People
Like you
Like me
Always on the move
Through infinite galaxies

From here to there
Breathing water
Breathing air
Flying
Crying Dying
Mistaken minds
Trying to find
A holy grail
Flailing
Weeping
Wailing
Setting a sorry sail

Sean Hunt Windermere 2016

I see a man standing, on a wave
Such a strange thing, he never falls in
And a candle flame, still in the wind
While the wind blows, and the trees sing
The clouds are white the sky is blue
The sky stays still while clouds move through
I see a man on a mountain, he’s so wise
He stopped seeing every thing with his eyes
He told everybody what he’d seen
Said if you can see nothing, something will be seen
The clouds are white the sky is blue
The sky stays still while clouds move through

       Sean Hunt  Windermere  Dec 4 2016

We need to stop
And see
You and me
We photoshop
The whole catastrophe
The life of you
The life of me
Why do we deny
Reality
It will end soon
And be gone
Back to the place
Where dreams come from

Don’t grasp at the past, just let it go by
The people, the places, like clouds in the sky
Don’t grasp, at the past, just let it go by
Like waves in the sea, and birds in the sky

Don’t wonder when, don’t wonder why
Everything happened, just say  goodbye
Don’t bother with sorrow, don’t even sigh
Your daydream is over, and night time is nigh

Your pain won’t be shared like pieces of pie
No one will be holding your hand when you die
Today may be low, and tomorrow high
Don’t be disappointed by truth or a lie

   Sean Hunt   Sept 28 2016

When  east meets west
And  black meets white
When  bad meets best
And day meets  night

When Sad meets Giddy
Up is down
And everyone’s dizzy
Running around

Shock my culture,  do it  please
This one feels like an  old  disease
Had it so long,  it’s a  bore
I wish this culture  would  transform

I leave in winter
And land in summer
Where every body
Is a different color

My mouth is open
Eyes are wide
My face is saying
“I’m surprised”

Shock my culture,  do it  please
This one feels like an  old  disease
I’ve had it so long,  it’s a  bore
I wish this culture  would  transform

In another world
Here on earth
No border between
Death and Birth

Coordinates killed
Not sure where I am
And I’m feeling like
A liberated man

Shock my culture,  do it  please
This one feels like an  old  disease
Had it so long,  it’s a  bore
I wish this culture  would  transform

When I was a child life was grand
I’m still sitting in the sand with busy hands
Building up and tearing down
Standing up and sitting down
There’s no wall I can call mine
No clock to tell the time
Little waves come now and then
Until the big one at the end

Knowing this I carry on
Though what I build will be gone
Knowing this I carry on
Though every thing will be gone

Across the sand the sun will set
And make this busy mind rest
The sea will take some sand away
And set the stage for the dawning day

Knowing this I carry on
Though what I build will be gone
Knowing this I carry on
Though every thing will be gone

Leonard left
****** words
Unheard
Steadily
Swimming
Upstream
Against the current
Of my mind
Determined
To spawn
For the first time

Just like a wisp of smoke
Swirling in the air
I am here, there
And everywhere

We were introduced
But never met
We were both blind
And deaf

You didn’t stay
For very long
Maybe my memory
Is wrong

I was almost known
But not quite
Your sense of me
Was just not right

You tried to touch me
Again and again
I tried to let you
Now and then

I’m a memory of
Someone, somewhere
Who used to be
Just over there

Behind the wall
That never fell
The other three
Made up a cell

We thought we knew
Each other too
You, me
And me, you

But we were not two
We were more
We were not two
We were four, or more

I looked for you
In your limbs
And underneath
Your silky skin

You looked for me
In my heart
And in the mind
You took apart

We never found
Someone there
All we found
Is smoky air

Leonard

He died days ago
I didn’t know
A few knew
Now
We all know
We want details
How where when why
Who was with him
What were the last words
Heard
Before he breathed
His last breath
In The City Of Angels

He left the stage
Split the scene
This doesn’t mean
The scene was real
We dreamed him
He dreamed us
He would not want
Too much fuss

Sean Hunt  Nov 12 2016

The back-end ****** allergy
Has happened
Once  again
To Cumbrians

Wishing Peace and Love
And freedom from fear
Hope and Happiness
In the New Year

To our mothers and brothers
Over the seas
May their lives be full
And free from disease

May nobody live
Under a thumb
May the planes return to
The place they came from

May all of those Drones,
Fly back to their homes
May the guns rust
And be covered in dust

May all of the sermons
And soldiering stop
May we tend to our families
And to our crops

The horizon will bring
A Rising dawn
And the curtain, on war
Will be drawn

Wishing Peace and love
And freedom from fear
Hope and Happiness
In the New Year

Tricky Trump
Trying to trump
Other players
In the game

Birds fly
In high formation
Above nations
Unknown to them

Sometimes
Some people place
A strange
Priority
On cats
Sometimes
Some people place
A strange
Priority
On dogs
Sometimes
Some people place
A strange
Priority
On trees
Sometimes
Some people place
A strange
Priority
On lakes
They all seem to take
A higher priority
Than humans
To some people
Some of the time
I always find
This
Upside-down
Order
Of prioritization
Somewhat silly

    Sean Hunt  Oct 22 2016

There is no truth, there is no lie
Just a mind making up
Everything that goes by

You can shimmer,and shine
And climb high
On cloud number nine

Mirrors and smoke, horrors and hope
Mind making up
Everything that goes by

If you don’t like the movie have a glass of wine
It’s mind making up
Everything that goes by

Picaso’s paintings may make you cry
Mind making up
Everything that goes by

When we look into a mirror
There’s nobody there
Still we stop
We stop and we stare

Sean Hunt   Windermere

We will all be forgotten, of this there is no doubt, though we live as if a world without us could not exist.  We grossly over-exaggerate our importance, arrogantly and drastically overestimating our relevance to the orbit of all the planets and galaxies, and living beings surrounding us.

How many years will your memory remain
in the minds of men and women?

Put your self in perspective.  Reflect on how forgettable you are.

Stars and tears all disappear

Sean Hunt

I love it when someone’s in love with me
Love is blind
And they can’t see me
Clearly

I love it when someone’s in love with me
In their glazed eyes
They see a hero
Not the villain I can be

I don’t have to shine my shoes
Or watch my P’s and Q’s
I close my eyes once in a while
Relax, and smile
Lay down on my Lie Low
And watch the river flow

I love it when someone’s in love with me
But only for a while
Then the spell begins to break
They start to treat me like a child
They tell me I have changed
All the rules of the game
I’m not who I used to be
I’m not the one they used to see
Sooner or later I’m told
I to hit the road

No more, no more, no more

       Sean Hunt    Sept 2016

I think this body that I see
Is me
But I know
That my big toe
Is not ‘Me’
And I know
My right knee
Is not the ‘Me’
That I see
And I know
My nose
Is not the ‘Me’
That I see
All the little bits of ‘Me’
Are not ‘Me’

How can this be?


                Sean Hunt        Sept 2016

You shielded me
From your pain
Your tears all fell
Quietly like rain
Under your waterfall
I couldn't hear
You cry
You let them
Fall like rain
I never heard
Your silent cry
Again
I had to go
I don't expect
You'll ever know why
I had to go
I couldn't stay
Another day
I had to go away

Sean Hunt     Sept 2016

Why am I afraid to die
I wonder why
Do I really like it here
Living in the land
Of never-ending fear

Do I see beauty
Staring back at me
When I look into
The mirror of reality

Do I like
Roasting in the fiery
Pit of
Incessant desire

If I am afraid to die
Because I know
There are more horrid places
I could go
Then this would be
A valid reason
To explain
My fear of dying

Sean Hunt      Sept 15 2016

Actively
Disbelieve
What you see
One day
You'll be free

Take off your soggy shoes
Put them to the side
And come with me
Enjoy the day
As we splash and spray
And play

Watch the water
Feeling real
As it runs
From here to there
Spreading everywhere

Walk with me
Through our fountain
Of Reality

Sean Hunt   Sept 11 2016

What I heard
You never said
What you said
I never heard
My ears can hear
And I know the words
How is it
What you said
I never heard
My ears can hear
And I know the words
How is it
What I heard
You never said

Because we don’t hear
With our ears
And we don’t see
With our eyes
That’s why
Reality is full of lies

Sean Hunt

This is a truth
That few seem to see
The Pharoahs are now
The Pharisees

They wander although
They don’t really know
They think He will come
And they will go

They think they are ‘chosen’
That they are the few
Who will be at his side
With everything shiny and new

This equation leads to
Perpetual war
With others
Who also see with a sword

There is no solution
I’m sorry to say
At least not
Today

Sean Hunt

There may be something
You can do
About what is
Worrying you

Rehearse the moment
Every day
The moment when
Your world will drift away

And you will find
Your mind will be
Light and gay
On your death day

Now is the time
To say goodbye
There’s never, ever
A time to cry

sean  Sept 2016

From your empty mind
Find something to say
That has not yet been said
Find a bride
That has not yet been wed
A country not yet found
On this belching ball
Hurling through the universe
Find a secret never heard
In human words
And a riddle yet unsolved
By the wisdom
Of our sages
Through the dimness
Of the ages
Sign the unsignable
Find the unfindable
Send out the summons
For that child of a barren woman


Sean Hunt        Sept 2016

Remember this morning
Abiding in stillness
Mind unwound
Staked right down
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
An absence of ‘Me’
An absence of ‘You’
Inspired by the fire
Of wisdom and love

During your delicate
Dangerous days
When walls are falling
And sirens are singing
And maras are flinging
Every thing
Remember this morning

Today
Bright green tears
Float slowly
Down
To the ground