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Simon Clark Aug 2012
Look at the cat resting on the roof of my garden shed,
Alert but at peace,
Never moving but always on the prowl,
As heavy as a leaf that gently blows along the breeze,
The mercy of nature brings me crashing to my knees,
Begging please.

He sees a bird, this gentle cat,
And follows closely with his eyes,
Then pounces and achieves the falcons demise,
His next meal is secured,
And happily he can rest again - alert and at peace,
All at once his future is assured,
And he bows his head to Mother Nature for the blessings of her creation.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
My face was disfigured when i joined the circus,
A purposeful disguise,
To cover the sadness in my eyes,
The hurt in my voice is silenced behind a mime of joy,
Freaks of the circus never matter,
Hidden beneath grotesque chatter,
I cry inside when i hear their jeers,
The joke of all my peers,
The skill of failing when flying high,
Is the skill of dying when the chances pass you by,
Driven into a shell that from the ocean sprang,
This circus freak will dwell,
Oh the tales i could tell,
If i hadn't given in,
If only i never fell.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
My eyes are red from weeping,
And my skin has wrinkled under the strain,
Of stopping teardrops from taking their deadly fall,
From the cheek to the muddy ground beneath,
Where i place this wreath,
With colours that sing of you when i see them,
Green for the emerald in your eyes,
Pink for the tender lips i pressed to mine,
Yellow for the dress that you wore when first we danced,
And red for the warmth in your smile when we took that chance.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
An actor like me deserves an award,
For the scars and the hurt i never expose,
But the mystery of passion hits a chord,
And strikes the danger of the tenderest nerve,
No less than i deserve.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I met you for coffee in a little café,
Little in size - Starbucks was its name,
It was the perfect place to act out my scene,
Of turning a friend into the lover of my dreams,
But i turned to a child and shied away,
As i held out my hand,
Cold winds pushed it my way.

If i told you i loved you, would you laugh in my face?
Or purchase more coffee to take us through time and space?
I lost myself in the scent of your smile,
And i stopped to ponder the magic for a while,
I'll never forget our stolen afternoon in a little café,
Where our flowers came full bloom.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I spoke to Jesus,
He told me his plans,
To set Earth on fire,
Destroy every man,
I said, 'don't do it Jesus',
'That's the devil's call',
He said, 'we're one and the same',
And mankind's gonna fall.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Captain of my corner,
I defend my niche,
I look across the water at all that might have been,
Your reflection is still in the mist of my eyes,
Though it fades each time i cry,
Your scent is in the air that i breathe,
But as i exhale it dwindles and leaves,
I try to stand to tall on this mountain top,
Though below the surface i crumble and stop,
I stop to see what i could have become,
A saviour, a lover, a murderer, a ****,
I'm over,
I'm gone,
I'm stuck,
I'm alone.
written in 2006
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