Iceberg

Free-floating destruction
A pinacle of beauty
Haunting my wake
And waking moments
Glistening chilled thoughts
Like a diamond
Ready to cut me bare.

Born Again

Cards on the table
Whispers and shouting
Like dogs to a breakfast
Fun uninhibited,
Or the past recreated?

Friends are Forever.

Summertime wasting
Away our lives
Flying through
Aeroplane dreaming
About the good things
Hidden behind the clouds

And you said,
"Every cloud has a silver lining
Every day has a fiery dawn
Everyone gets a new beginning."
And that's just so like you.

Eventide drinking
From a glass
A cup of malted
Whiskey burning
Away all common sense
With warm liquid fire

And you said,
"Every cloud has a silver lining
Every day has a fiery dawn
Everyone gets a new beginning."
And that's just so like you.

Afternoon crying
Through the farewell
Service of a father
You knew him complete
You've lost it completely
The light in your eyes is gone.

And you said,
Nobody lives forever
Every day has a blood soaked end
Nobody really accomplishes anything."
And that is so unlike you.

Sunday chafing
Under a sermon
You get up to go
The preacher calls your name
In a tear soaked confession
Life begins again.

And he said,
"Every cloud has a silver lining
Every day has a fiery dawn
Everyone gets a new beginning."
And I sat down and thought,
That's just so like you.

Morning Jog

Running through the morning mist
By the frost so tender kissed
Flit by dew-sparkled letter boxes
To the tick of pocket-watches
Till with ragged breath arrive
And implode on the front lawn
Ready for another day.

To the Hut (Mitre of the Flats)

Run from the past
That's nipping at our heels
Through the root infested jungle
To the hut out on the plains

Laugh your lovely trill
Take the pen and quill
There we shall find a place
In the hut out on the plains

Nestled between sheltring hillsides
The time shall appear
For the airing of thoughts
And passing of cards

Flash those perfect brown eyes
At me one more time
I am already dancing
To such a merry tune

But booted feet carry away
The last remnant of time
Of refreshedness through exhaustion
In the hut on the plains.

In The Now

Tomorrow's another bus trip
And another new year's day
And with the comet coming
It's time to get away
To another local venture
Venting local public pride
We find ourselves caught up in
What we've always denied

Jumping tax on the kitchen floor
While the paint is drying still
We cavalcade past the neighbours
In our royal-black mobile
Freedom's vicious scent
Is clinging like the weather
But it's a moment
Spent together.

Blackstar

Come again this bright star
Burning on the horison
And take away this mortal pain
Take away this sorrow day
Till tommorrow strikes again

Total lapse of imagination
We are parked up by the yellow lines
The ticket meter slowly ticking
Dictates now the coming times
We float away
To another station
And look behind
To see we are dearly departed

It looks like the end is coming
It looks like a crashing comet
Will deliver us to death

Tingling things on your wristband
Are calling out our names
Shall we answer, do we dare?
Is the truth a tireless hunter
Then what have we to fear?
We float away
To another person
And tell him all our pains
He bends his back to heal us
And weld us whole again

Fit and fanciful mindings
Will end up on the trashheap
As we climb askance this
Rickety shelter
And watch the falling sky

Untitled

Tonight is in another climate
Tonight is in another world
In the footsteps of a stranger
Hides another point of view
Inside my eyes inside my mind
I sit and stare at you
Unsubcontious
Unbenownst
Till time and tides
Redeem our hosts
The glitter dance
I choose to witness
Shall bear silent testimony
That I was never there.

Lifelike

All the light in the sky
All the sun in this world
Hasn't a shine on you
All that might be in my life
All the thoughts that I hide
Hang on you

I just cannot tell you what I'm feeling
It is a fourhundred foot drop
And I'm hanging by the skin of my teeth
Knowing you're not standing beneath

Piece by piecemeal
I crumble into dust
When you occlude my vision
In life you have to
Be a go-getter
But I cannot get you

I just cannot tell you what I'm feeling
It is a fourtundred foot drop
And I'm hanging by the skin of my teeth
Knowing you're not standing beneath

You are someonelse's treasure
And I laugh to see you smile
In the shadows hide my feelings
Unless our worlds collide

All the light in the sky
All the sun in this world
Hasn't a shine on you
It would pinnicle my day
If you would glance my way
But I'll sit ill-content and watch you.

Thoughts

Im not resentful
For being a no-one
I'm just sad
I'm a no-one to you

Gone (You were never here)

A seasoned conversation starter
I've nothing more to say
She weighs in like a funeral
I blink and turn away

Summer laughs like an only child
Beneath its warm embrace
I swelter like the damned
And stoop to hide my face

Will you show me where I've gone wrong
Where I've missed the mark?
Was I born to fall so short
And never rise again?

There's depths to depthless eyes
And truth I cannot know
Like siamese twins conspire
Another sucker-punch blow

I know you never realised
That's only made it worse
Before you go, I'd like to say
Forever is a curse

Insignificantes

Is the sparkle in your eyes
Of purest gems
Or deepest space?
Does it speak of joy to hold
Or emptiness and distance?

Is the music in your laugh
The trill of greeting
Or the dirge of farewell?
Will we ever meet again
Truely who can ever tell?

Eagles Dare

Desert eagle glides
Through dusky barren grandeur
Finding the hidden.

LIVINGSTONE STORY

Stirring trance music
Grips everything
In its glittered embrace
While stick people
Gyrate to the salted rythmes
And the lightning lights
Reduce reality
To a stream of snapshots
And the noise
In the distant background
Is my friend
Sharing the scarred leather seat
And enlivened
By the taste of dissolution
As past and future
Melt into a cohesive whole
And leave nothing
To the imagination.

Loss

I am sad because
A poem I love has left me
Blogspot deletes it.
(Without my knowledge or consent)

Inner Demon

Dancing and gyrating
Through the realms of infinity
Define me or not
It is as you say
We all must deal
With each other's soul
Lest we unlock
Our inner demon

Sculpted

Images of you
Supplanted
And vortexed
Through translucent
Dreaming of the past's
Bright futures
Of a day in the sun
With the land at your back
And the ocean at your feet
Or a dinner hot on the table
But it's all washed away
Like so many tears
When you lie on the bed
And give up your last breath
And are gone.

Moving

Quzzical sparrows
And rusting wheel barrows
All roped into service
By the old whirling dervish
Atleast so it seems
As the uphostry goes flying
Out through the window
And into the waiting
Van out below
For another long round trip
To the waiting home
To where we wish to go.

Dying by degrees

Lake-side residences glow
In reflected starlight
And the rustling waves below
Whisper out into the night
But I'm wandering through the trees
On a lost and lonely path

I won't cry tomorrow's tears
Though all light bleeds away
All sorrow finds an outlet
Maybe I'll find mine today

Upper-crust

You've been decorating my thoughts
These past few months
Like a dew drop
On a fern frond.