Just passing through

Oh what a perfect morning
Just passing through
The valley in the early dawning
Reds and pale yellow leaf hues

Insects in the bright meadow
Appearing out of hill shadow
Buttercup and clover
And low thorn bush cover

The slope and the pines
Keeping ancient time
With the Sun's clock
That awakens them from a dream
So shallow

Its dial winds and the birds awake
A brand new morning to make

Orchestral movements

There they come with their flutes and violins
As they walk in
Like a hot knife through butter
They cut her
They fill the Cathedral atmosphere
With tones uplifting in the air

And smartly dressed in suit and tie
In black lapels, collars that would fly
If they were not buttoned down
In formal attire
The occasion calling for its desire

Calling for Hosanna to come down from above
Calling to praise the public square doves
Calling the broken, the lame and the sick
Calling them all within the walls thick

Unbroken symphonies of sound
The memories of lives once lost
Now found

In the ruins of the church
Long after the Turkish Wars
When Christianity knelt low
Yet stronger seeds would somehow sow

Then calling you back from imagined histories
To the present day mysteries
Of the hot knife cutting
The voice from a milk bottle chested singer
Singing in a cage - the church
Within a cage - her ribs
Within a cage - her heart
Like a bird on a perch

To what heights can the human heart soar?
On the days remembering the war?

A Boring poem

Ruth was over the moon, she was an astronaut
Barry was down in the dumps, he was a recycling operative
Norman was under the weather, he was a meteorologist on holiday
Faith was keeping her money for a rainy day, she was married to Norman
Bill was taking the plunge, his toilet was blocked
Gertrude was footing the Bill, she was bill's chiropodist
Nancy was washing her hands of him, she was Tony's nurse
Tony had a bone to pick with her
But he chose the wishbone, and Jill told him to pull the other leg
But Francis broke a leg, he wasn't a chicken when he plucked up the courage
To walk the boards
However Sally got stage fright when she saw a deer with antlers
And the dog had a nervous tick, it wasn't prepared to suck his blood
Cathy was given the cold shoulder by the butcher
There were no flies on him, he used deoderant

No man's land

It was long ago and I had lost the feeling of the fall
The broken tambourine played by the hand
Was knocked against the wall
The shake of bells
The sound of drums
As the mourners come
And all hell breaks loose in the streets
The day that Kingdom comes

It was long ago and darkness
Filled the waking hour
Two thieves stalked in the night
Up the stairs of the white marble tower
One just wanted honesty
To be paid in bell flowers
The other wanted innocense returned
From foreign powers

I saw the thing from a distance
And shot a shooting glance
That echoed with all the resistance
That could be mustered outside of France
And laughing said oh well
I'll tell the bell to toll
And it will ring for them who dance
In the midnight of their soul

A few were lucky they did escape
The room which filled with black
When soldiers of the unseen vision
Started to come back
A few were not and fought
With their dying thought
That what if dying is like drought
As Drinking was to thought
That what if dying means the end of all
These foreign wars
Which keep the soul away from home
And locked up of outdoors

Autumn Love

I held autumn like an air
Of a cloak of understanding
Putting it on as one does a glove
To feel the warmth
Or touch of the velvet
And sinking into that
Autumn of love
In which leaves fall from
Winter wind chilled trees
And she like an autumn
Garden I have visited
Whose secret is safely hidden
Though I must search to find the key
Lies in wait at her gate
In the comfort of the dying
Of the year to greet me

Robotic Love in Machine Code

Poems for Robots

Get Love
(Search library infinity AND Randomness)
        Class a Love = TANx (costanx)^3x
Get Love y
        Class b Love = (23 SIN y +11 Cosin y) / pi
Plot
Loop

Display

Find love

 I, the me, the ghost in the machine
Eye to eye
Toe to toe
Columns, vectors
Matrices glow
It is has momentum
The speed of light
Love in an electron

Cat Lovers

I can't answer why I love
I can't answer that
I can't come always when you call me
Like I am your cat
Still it's no use crying over milk that's been spilled
You thought I had nine lives well now
One of them is killed
You say I always land on my feet
I can't believe you say that
Each time that we meet
Well I've been prowling around and sniffing your flap
It's a wonder I found you out
Without a body map
But we are cat lovers
Scowling in the dark
Murmuring our pet names
Like an army of mice in a park
And I am always eating and sleeping
And you are always washing and preening
But that is why we are cats