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Simon Clark Aug 2012
A chocolate oval treat,
An egg with sweets inside,
To clebebrate the rolling stone,
That allowed Jesus to rise.

Easter cometh,
Easter praise,
Easter cometh,
Easter stays.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I hear the beating of my heart,
As it echoes out in fear,
Resounding across the nation,
Reaching every ear,
I smell the trepidation,
The agonising sigh,
I hate to feel this frightened,
I yearn to say goodbye.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I have a clue,
The ****** was done,
And I know it was you who,
Committed the crime with a gun,
And in this flow; what say you?

"It's elementary dear Watson - dear Watson it's elementary."
written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Embalm my soul if you can,
So that the world may keep preserved,
The inner-workings of a troubled man,
Who suffered as much as he deserved,
For I struggled and fell,
Sometimes I soared up high,
As they ring my last bell,
Keep my soul from learning to fly,
Embalm my soul if you can,
So that the world may comprehend,
The inner-sadness of a broken man,
Who suffered for those who can’t defend.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Judy Garland’s catalogue,
by George & Ira Gershwin)

I wanted to hold you the moment we met,
Your eyes like deep pools of emotions I’ll never forget,
Your lips held a smile by Da Vinci himself,
You exuded the sparkle of a mischievous elf,
I wanted to mould to embraceable you,
And give you a love that would see you through,
And now here we are embracing in a magical grip,
I feel warm and safe with you on this trip.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I’m on display,
Visitors stare blankly at me,
Blown away by the size of my enclosure,
Stretching world wide,
The enclosure is felt inside.
written in 2008
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Time itself is endless,
And time itself can’t start,
It’s an ever-existing cycle,
From which this planet dare not part.

Love itself is fearless,
And love itself can’t shy,
It’s an ever-prominent vision,
That restrains a heart from its cries.

Time itself is endless,
And endless explains time,
It’s an ever-visible power,
A true pattern of perfect rhyme.
written in 2008
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Candles on a child's cake,
Flickering like the ripples on a frozen lake,
See his smile,
His endless glee,
He'll age too fast,
He'll yearn to be free,
But this day you can play,
Take him in your arms,
Celebrate his 2nd,
His 9th,
His warmth.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
See them applauding,
After we're through performing,
The crowd had enjoyed the show,
We take our bow, it's time for us to go.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Scared but I have no choice,
I could hold onto you forever,
Nature has said the time has come,
I’m afraid of saying goodbye however.

Entertaining goodbye in the back of my mind,
But unsure of how to say the word,
They tell me it will be a comfort and relief,
But it’s harder to say than all the times I’ve heard.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
They say when you die you live on,
But the feeling of emptiness and sadness,
Has been powerful since you’ve been gone,
But somewhere in the depth of my heart,
I will keep you living an eternal life,
Knowing that until my hereafter; we’ll never part.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
When you feel trapped by a hurting heart,
The tears fall out shouting out their words,
"I'm coming",
To the ground beneath I crumble,
As death takes it toll.
written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
She’s suffering,
Her eyes have lost that sparkle,
The glimmer of life has sailed away,
Vegetating,
She’s not the girl I once knew,
She wants to go…

…I don’t want her to go…

What can I do?
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Kiss my body,
Every inch of me is breathing your name,
Upon my chest and through my spine,
Within each vein I feel your lips,
That tender bite,
That loving tongue,
Every inch of me is breathing your name,
Kiss my body.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Howlin’ Wolf’s catalogue, by Willie Dixon)

Red sky,
Blood red with dark clouds billowing out on high,
A shadowy troupe approach,
Closer and closer they begin to encroach,
Four stallions and their riders strong,
The devil on their shoulder whispering evil wrongs,
The fear in my eyes turns to tears on my cheek,
My legs crack and I forget how to speak,
I stumble and stagger and try to hide,
This is what imagined on the day that I died.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Evil air gathers around my lungs,
The pressure of life upon my back,
A ten ton weight around my head,
The thoughts of longing and desperation,
Force me further to isolation,
Scared of the creator and of his creation.
written in 2008
Simon Clark Aug 2012
All your evil schemes won’t bring me down,
I’m standing tall,
I’m looking proud,
I’ve got control of the situation,
Don’t need to listen to your litigation,
I have my own ways of mitigation,
I’m open to suggestion from my inspiration,
I can achieve,
I can beat you,
Won’t let you win,
Won’t let you in,
I’m the idol of my eye,
Won’t be brought down by your sins.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Dying out,
I can feel it coming,
We’re cooking the planet,
Polluting the skies,
The rivers are mud,
Telling ourselves lies,
Dying out.

Won’t exist,
I can sense the future,
We’re killing planet Earth,
Causing our demise,
Bringing our kind down,
The horsemen arise,
Won’t exist.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Gather,
Gather,
Extra, extra,
Hear the news,
Elvis is dead.

Gather,
Gather,
Extra, extra,
Hear the news,
Monroe is dead.

Gather,
Gather,
Extra, extra,
Hear the news,
Diana's dead.

Gather,
Gather,
Extra, extra,
Hear the news,
Let's print others misery.

Gather,
Gather,
Extra, extra,
Hear the news,
Let's print before we let them grieve.
Written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Giving it all up to you,
Was easy,
Taking it all back inside,
Is so hard to do.

More distance and space,
Created a void,
I'm missing your face,
Feeling so destroyed.

Giving my love to your heart,
Was easy,
Taking it back for your mind,
Is so hard to start.

Less touching and heat,
Created a pain,
Fallen off my feet,
Crying in the rain.
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Sweet remembrances,
Subtle thoughts i recall,
Of your hands and fingernails,
Your smile and witty tongue,
Wishing that you were by my side,
Tonight and every night,
Instead of laying in a grave,
In the dark; far from sight.
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
It feels as though someone has a stopwatch,
One for every person on earth,
Waiting, trigger-happy, to kick you in the crotch,
Show you just what you’re worth,
This Father Time has control over when we come and go,
He can choose the moment and the how,
And allows us to proceed with knowledge we don’t know,
Just make it quick and end the pain somehow.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Everywhere my eyes turn i see fear,
I see it in the frown lines,
The wrinkles of a baby boys gaze,
In the fog of anger,
The challenge of their daily haze.

Everywhere my eyes turn; injustice,
The black man with his head hung,
The lesbians struggle with their shame,
Unnatural hatred,
The reality of the blame.

This is the fight.
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Two hearts can become as one,
When the arrow from Cupid's bow,
Links the love that Saint Valentine grows,
This is the time when the sun begins to shine,
And one can see that all will be just fine,
February is a month of pleasure.

The ice no longer feels the need to freeze,
But rains down its drops of glee,
And through the storm and wind and pain,
One knows that love will be seen again,
Never fear entering February,
January is just another memory,
Kiss the past but hold onto the future.
written in 2007
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I never looked,
I never searched,
For i never thought I'd find,
But then i looked,
And then i saw,
What i never thought I'd find.

Finding you is finding hope,
Finding love and living dreams,
You hold me close,
I feel your heart,
You ******* lips,
Hope we won't part,
Finding you is finding me,
Finding you is finding love.

I never looked,
I never searched,
For i never thought I'd find,
But then i looked,
And then i saw,
More than i dreamed i would find.
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Out of the window, hand in hand,
We look up to the stars,
And hear the chimes on TV ring,
To see the joy this New Year brings,
See the fireworks blazing high,
Through the midnight hour sky,
Watch them fly,
Watch them fly,
Watch them fly.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Five grams later and a truck load of beer,
Still my heart is aching,
Still you're not here.

Five grams later and a truck load of wine,
Your distance is present,
Such changing times.

Five grams later and a truck load of tears,
What made you go away?
Why aren't you here?
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Bukka White’s catalogue, by B. White)

I saw a young girl standing on the bridge,
Golden hair,
Rosy lips and frightened eyes,
Water runs from deep inside,
She stares across the Thames as it flows fast and rough,
She’s fixin’ to die; she’s had enough.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
The girl with the tights on fire,
Set alight,
Burning bright,
A flame of desire,
Walks into the crowded room,
Steals a glance,
Unique chance,
Innocence gone too soon.
written in 2007
Simon Clark Aug 2012
The floodgates are open,
And a sea of people pours through,
In droplets, in teardrops,
In the water of the morning dew,
Feelings and emotions,
The reality of life,
The anguish of tomorrow,
The victim of trouble and strife.

My floodgates are broken,
For there's a crack that's spread its wings,
In anger, in danger,
In the breaking of another string,
Standing in the corner,
Looking into the unknown,
My reflection shivers lies,
Floodgates of flesh, skin, blood and bones.
written in 2008
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Look at the eyes,
They tell a story,
A puddle of tears,
Or,
A smile of glory,
A deeper stare of pain,
A look that can floor me.
written in 2011
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Forgive me for not knowing,
How to stop the rain from falling,
Every time I try to see,
My eyes close, hurt won't let me be,
The puddle has grown in size,
I'm drowning from the sin of lies.

Forgive me for not screaming,
When I saw your senses leaving,
But the choice was never mine,
Pushed aside and left with a sign,
A riddle I could not solve,
I'm lost but the world still revolves.

Forgive me for staying cool,
Only know how to play the fool,
Forgive me for sleeping late,
I was so afraid of the hate,
Forgive me for feeling down,
I couldn't stand to be around.
written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Forgive my sins when I die,
Let me rest in peace,
I only lived with my heart,
Found safety in all I did,
Forgive my sins when I die,
Let me sleep in calm,
I always lived with my soul,
Found safety from all my harm.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Friday's child is loving and giving.)

I was given the gift of another day,
I can breathe deeply,
And smile to the sun of a Friday morn,
I feel like a child; I'm lucky i'm alive,
I feel blessed to have been born.

The weekend is approaching,
The stress of the week is unfolding,
My head starts to lighten,
And my shoulders loosen,
I'm happy,
I'm free.
written in 2007
Simon Clark Aug 2012
From me to you with a Cherub signed note,
Is my gift of love and devotion true,
So that together we can see this through,
From me to you with an angels last flight,
Is my vow to give you my heart; my life,
My one declaration to end all strife,
From me to you, with love from me to you.
Written in 2004
Simon Clark Aug 2012
George W. Bush and John Kerry,
Fight it out,
Who'll be number one?

In Iraq lest we forget,
Is a man,
Who fights with his gun.

Front-page news is a tale of sin,
Because we know what could have been,
There could have been peace,
There could have been rest,
There could have been love,
That would have been best,
Instead there is war,
Instead there is death,
Instead there is loss,
Well would you have guessed?

A man he dies fighting for his home,
Been invaded by those who go to calm,
Democracy is the aim,
But how many died in vain on the way?
A child is alone,
No mother, no father, no food, no one to know,
Is it right?
Is it fair?

Bush, he is going for gold,
Front-page news is what he is,
Taking the spotlight from a land he destroyed,
They have a voice,
They should be heard.
Written in 2004
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Cold walls closing in around me,
The heat of midday sun in my brain,
Distance, such distance in the white box,
The picture of the white room spinning past my eyes,
The tension in my legs,
The teardrops stain my eyes,
Red, blood red and haunted,
I smile...that face smiles...the one that is not mine,
But a clowns,
The cover of the frozen screams,
A hand covers my mouth, not my own,
The one with the strings,
Pulling my strings,
Making me dance to his tune,
I am stiffly gliding in air,
My blood is pumping viciously,
Rush...I rush,
Explosions in my eyes,
It's free, and I'm dancing on electric breezes
Unknown sensations hit my body,
Aroused and agonised insane,
The time I spent in space with needle forced pleasure,
Floating in the clouds,
Running up buildings,
Biting my arms,
Blood running out and nothing is felt,
Just tingles so soft,
My body is touched from head to toe,
No inch spared,
The clawing nails,
I win, I lose, I start to fail.
written in 2007 with Luna Garzon
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Gentle blossom fallen,
Weighed down by the strength of morning dew,
Gentle blossom decaying,
Turning into the earth.

Pink shadows hidden,
Hiding below the rainfall,
Disguising the light that may uplift,
Just unknown eternity trapped in time - ruled by clocks.

Freedom,
Freedom to believe or not,
To choose to see with rose tinted vision,
To decide to conquer,
To decide to win and to fly,
A choice you can take but you break the laws of nature,
Never wave goodbye to an option,
The waves only crush when ordered to,
The sun only shines if it feels right,
Love to love, choose to choose,
Protect the choice to survive,
Or like the blossom you will fall,
You will die,
You will become the earth,
Un-praised dust.
Written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Michael Jacksons’ catalogue, by Michael Jackson and Teddy Riley)

I sometimes wonder in this month of Halloween,
About the people I have lost,
About the reasons for my worries,
And the dearest price to me they’ve cost,
I sometimes wonder if those friends are standing by,
As ghosts or guardian angels,
Resting on my shoulder night and day,
And wonder if we’ll meet when I end it all.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Michael Jacksons’ catalogue, by McCartney)

My girlfriend looks at me with love,
I smile with joy and fear,
I don’t know what to expect,
As she cries her singular perfect tear.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Michael Jacksons’ catalogue, by Jackson and Bottrell)

I need you to give in to me sometimes,
I need to win the day from time to time,
I can’t always be wrong,
It’s the same old argument,
Same old song.

I need you to give in to me sometimes,
I need to win the day from time to time,
I can’t always pretend,
I just can’t see this one through,
Just can’t mend.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Billie Holiday’s catalogue,
by Billie Holiday and Arthur Herzog)

God bless the child who stands alone,
God bless the child who never had a home,
God bless the child I see in the mirror,
Help him recover, help him remember.

God bless the child who fights to be heard,
God bless the child who suppresses his words,
God bless the child I once used to be,
Help him recapture, help him to regain.

God bless the child who runs from the pain,
God bless the child who sleeps out in the rain,
God bless the child I see in the photos,
Help him recuperate, help him restore.

God bless the child who has his own,
God bless the child who struggles to atone,
God bless the child I destroyed inside me,
Help me resolve all his anger to me.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Howlin’ Wolf’s catalogue, by James B. Oden)

I turn and notice him; zoom,
Standing across the room,
A look of passion upon his face,
I walk to him and we embrace,
I feel his body heat and lust starts to grow,
Tonight is the night for goin’ down slow.

I tear at his clothing; rip,
Gently pull down his zip,
Relaxed I stand naked before him,
I trace my tongue from limb to limb,
He falls to his knees to place his final blow,
Tonight is the night for goin’ down slow.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Good Friday man,
Places his basket of eggs on the ground,
He helps another soul carry his cross,
Not worried if he'll misplace or earn loss,
Just a struggling man,
In need of a hand,
He watches the condemned raised,
Before slowly drifting to peace,
He returns to his basket,
His heart sunken deep,
His eggs are now painted,
In beautiful colours steeped,
The seeds of his good deed reaped.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Got to thank God for what I have,
Got to thank God for what I feel,
Got to thank God for showing me the error of my ways,
Got to thank God for his signposts,
Got to thank God for his clean air,
Got to thank God for giving me the courage to move on.
written in 2005
Simon Clark Aug 2012
He lurks in the framework of our minds,
And breathes poison into each living cell,
Waiting,
Hoping,
His time to strike will come,
He’ll cut us down with one mighty swoop,
With one deadly cut of his scythe.
written in 2009
Simon Clark Aug 2012
(Song title from Blind Blake’s catalogue, composer unknown)

At the end of a bar a man sits alone,
Strumming his tune and singing his song,
No one else seems to notice or hear him.
“Can’t help but wonder where things went wrong”,
He repeats the same line over and over,
And repents with his words for his sickening crimes,
But no one listens or cares for a man,
Who battles his conscience to melancholic guitar chimes.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Oct 2013
Hold a gun to my head if it makes you feel strong,
To boost your machismo,
Forget right and wrong

Hold a gun to my head if it makes you feel tough,
If it puts your chin high,
For I’ve had enough.

Hold a gun to my head if it makes you feel proud,
To see your ambition,
Swallowed by the crowd.
Simon Clark Aug 2012
To The Sun

Burning, golden heat,
Streams of ember fuelled bright light,
This land comes to bloom.

2. To The Moon

Mysterious ball,
Haunting the black still of night,
Forcing the tides in.

3. To The Stars

Glitter, twinkle, shine,
Talcum upon the canvas,
Countless stars dazzle.

4. The Solar System

Swirling and twirling,
A gravitational pull,
Saturn, Earth and Mars.

5. The Ocean Waves

Watch the ocean wave,
Goodbye, it chants, to the calm,
Crash the rocks; power.

6. For The Sea

Pebble dances on
the current ripples; skimming,
Reach the sea’s deep floor.

7. Sandy Shore

Inch wearily down,
The dunes cushion the restful,
Comfort in each grain.

8. Mighty Mountain

Diminished beneath,
Towering nature stands proud,
Bold mighty mountain.

9. Volcano Roar

Rumble; make fire,
Lava flow and trees tumble,
Dramatic scene; ash.

10. River Flow

From trickle it came,
Striding like Goliath came,
Now smooth harmony.

11. Daylight

Creep up; slowly rise,
Paint the break in red of morn,
Sleepers yawn and wake.

12. Darkness

Cloudy night, no stars,
Street lamps turned darker than black,
Serene and eerie.

13. Cold Air

Rows of people quake,
Shake in the shivering freeze,
Winter chills the bone.

14. Warm Breeze

Clothing slips; undress,
The warmth of a summer wind,
Bending daffodils.

15. Tall Tree

Sleek, slender branches,
Heavens closest creation,
Green leaves; solid bark.

16. Petals

Spiritual ring,
Loop around the sacred rose,
A petal surround.

17. Leaves

Absorbing sunlight,
Reaching out; decorative,
Crunch under my feet.

18. Dried Grass

Water never comes,
Brown and dusty blades remain,
Dried barren desert.

19. Green Grass

Flourishing springtime,
Shoots pushing through aiming high,
Green and vigorous.

20. Wild Woods

Nettles, flowers, trees,
A lake of lily pads; frogs,
Untamed – natural.
written in 2010
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Owl Of Night

Hoot cracks the night air,
Rustling rodents stands frozen,
Shock, swoop, attack prey.

2. Bat Of Night

Clear sight of blindness,
Sonar sounds rebound; its wings
cut fog; vampire.

3. To The Eagle

Giant golden flight,
Endless grace and smoothly glides,
Strong; its nation falls.

4. To The Graceful Swan

Elegant swimmer,
Pure white like virginal snow,
Paired to bitter end.

5. The Butterfly

Multicoloured gift,
Taken by the gusts to blend
like petal to plant.

6. The Butterfly Effect

Toxic explosion,
Hong Kong is destroyed; travels,
Condemns London air.

7. King Of The Jungle

Magnificent beast,
Ruler of his skilful pride,
Stalks African plains.

8. Roar Of A Tiger

Powerful calling,
Echoes ‘cross the heated land,
Mighty animal.

9. A Proud Cat

Sits in the garden,
Ears pricked, curled tail, statuesque,
Pride clear in her purr.

10. A Dog

…is a mans best friend,
…brightens the darkest of days,
…guarantees friendship.

11. The Wolf

A midnight howler,
Ghostly happenings occur,
Silhouetted; still.

12. The Polar Bear

Camouflaged in white,
Against the snow he hides out,
Tough, sturdy and pure.

13. God and the Devil

One high in the clouds,
Symbol of goodness; he’s blessed,
One below the ground.

14. To The Heavens

Are you really there?
Floating land of peaceful rest,
Will I be let in?

15. To Hell

Overwhelming flames,
Dead with red burns, smoke filled lungs,
Worse than hell on Earth.

16. To Mother

You granted me life,
Cared, and still do, for my health,
Made happiness real.

17. To Father

Encouraged and led,
Guided me with your being,
Created this man.

18. To My Siblings

Sister and brother,
On my shoulder no my back,
Love, care, lend and steer.

19. To A Child

Tiny newborn boy,
Asleep in his mothers arms,
The storks’ joyful gift.

20. To A Friend

A supporting hand,
To turn to, cry with and trust,
To laugh with and love.
written in 2010
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