Poetry

Tuesday, 23 February 2021

Drinking forever wine

 Drinking the forever wine

I guess we're just drinking the forever wine

Looking into the sunset of our lives

I thought I'd see you tomorrow

But I guess now it'll be further down the line

It's a lucky thing we keep drinking

This forever wine

Sisters of the soul

 Sisters of the sun

Sweet sunshine

Raising a glass of the raisin wine


Sisters of the soul

Feeling fine

Falling forever in love with your kind


Sisters of the sea

Singing free

Singing forever will I love thee


Sisters of the rock

Standing so strong

Standing like Saint Peter after his song


Sing on sisters with me

Hold me in your sweet harmony

Sing on sisters with me

For my brother is moon

Keeping him rising over the sea

Keep running

 Keep on running and you don't turn back

Keep on running down that one way track

Run on into the open, where no fences stand

Keep on running through the broken, through the restless land

And I look down at my feet, at the miles underneath

And I see the foot print laying far behind

But I keep running on in my mind


No there is no distance too far, no place I will not go

I'm gonna keep on running til the stars begin to show

And I will run on into moon shadow, run on over to Mars

Run on like the rover who knows he's roving too far

But I go because I can't look behind

Yes I will keep running on in my mind


Your love is like a ghost ship that keeps following my trail

And I will keep running from the memories of the times that I failed

But it doesn't matter who won or lost only that we tried

And I'm happy if I see your ghost I'll remember to keep running

On in my mind


Running along the shore, running into the war,

Running into a burning building, running the rich from the poor

Running on over the rainbow, running on into forever

Running on whereever I go, I'll keep running on like a river

Running into the desert, and running into the sand

I don't where I'm running to, I just keep running for as long as I can

Animan

Everyone was bitten by a bug

They started crawling on all fours

Then they were bitten by a dog

They started scratching at all the doors

Then they were bitten by the cat

They started meowing after that

And got a lot more attitude

Like West of 98 degrees longitude

 

Next they were bitten by a gull

They then squawked and scratched their skull

Each transformation figured

To make them even bigger in their soul

For as they were becoming more animal

They indeed became more human

Strangely they started to see each other

Far more clearly now they were covered

In scales and feathers and fins and wings

They started to notice the tiniest things

Like acts of kindness, when they could have been cruel

Yes, the mean ones then were going back to school

To learn whatever lesson they had never been taught

And it was a blessing as the like cannot be bought

So, as I say these humanimals populated a planet

And like the new creator they tried their best to plan it

So, there were no more sacred vows nor promises which were broken

Instead they were calm as Hindu cows and more quiet as they had spoken

 

They listen more to each other's words, they tried to mend deep wounds

Like doctors they tended to their enemies with a likeness to their friends

And some how this strange amalgam that had an animal and human part

Was able to quell Mother nature's wrath when she came with broken heart

 

So instead of humanimals they became animans who ate,

and fished and swam

With the whales and dolphins and penguins,

and they hunted with the polar bears

And they died with the deer,

and they sang with the white throats

And their voices sounded so clear,

clearer than a human alone

Was ever able to express,

but with their animal brother and sister tones

They sang their song of existence

For survival was the name of the game

They had to adapt or die

And that they did through The Spirit above

Who was calling them to up the sky


This war don't make no sense

 This war don't make no sense to me

All we do is fight

Now if love was meant to be a war

I guess that'd be alright

But I want more

than always to just fight


Been seeing the planes rush over

Drowning in sight

Dropping bombs on the paddy fields

All through the night

And our love is like tank wheels

Rolling in from the right

And I can't tell you how it feels

When all we do is fight

This war don't make sense anymore


I hold up my white flag

I say I surrender my heart

And you win the battle's spoils

And now my heart's blown apart

You can pick op its pieces from the soil

Where we used plant our seeds of love

Now nothing grows but twisted vine

I can't drink anymore of its poisoned wine

And I don't believe I want to grow anymore

On this scorched land

This war don't make no sense no more

I'm gonna let go of your hand

Wednesday, 17 February 2021

Pan


How has it all panned out?

In Panborough of the pandemic's

Panhandled attempt

At playing the Pan pipes

Blowing their Pandora's box

Wide open

Panoramic you might say

Pandemonium yes, perhaps

Panic, certainly, by the panful

Pantheons on the terracotta park flooring

Panthers leaping from panning cameras

Sweeping down the Ecuadorian jungle panoramas

And then see Pan, his face a contorted, spurgled

blood-strained grin

As he scours the river for the gold panning

Guinea-guzzling, tin-pan-alley, Pancake-men 

who lay their bottom dollar

Down on a wager they will strike it rich

Ah the itch of the Pancreas, as it exudes its final toxins

And chemical compounds -pancreatic, a panoply of

Poisons percolating through pantopia

It's just like the pantomime of the pangolins

Who started it all


Monday, 15 February 2021

Night at the Silver Screen

 I tried to hit the nail on the head

My hammer was as flat as iron

I tried to shoot the elephant dead

But I ended up killing the lion

I tried to raise an army instead

But I raised a merry day in hell

For it all fell like lumps of lead

From the church roof after a shell


I tried to spell the good

From out the eye of evil

But the cult leader was well

In with the damned devil


I sold his soul to Satan

And he gave me coins of silver

Which I put in the slot machine

And earnt myself a dollar


I tried to get even

And got God on my side

And we went down to deal with them

But our words felt hollow inside


So I spoke out to the moon

Can you give me back my silver spoon

I am poor but with your boon

I hope to take Eve to the movies (soon)


The moon said why good on ya Sam

I said no I'm Adam, Sam's my Uncle

He said why Goddam I didn't ask for your carbuncle

Just go and fetch me a Rabbit ham

And throw in a side of Turkey

I thought 'Why? Who does he think I am?

His private messenger or Mercury?'


Eve said forget it I'm going out with Mars

He knows how to treat a lady, and he drives fast cars

Well I said I can walk you to the moon

But it would be quicker if you pulled on this silver balloon


Eve sort of screamed then in exasperation

And then she popped my hopes and dreams

With one giant explanation

That it was one small step for man to buy her a goddam ticket

But a giant leap for a bozo like me, so I better lick it


With that she stamped her feet, and I licked her stamp

I mean I kissed her boot heels, which made me feel like a tramp

Soon though she calmed down and we got to the silver screen

It was playing a version of the little lost lamb, as if she was my Bo peep

And I said I've forgotten who I am, and I think I need some sleep

She said baby you know you're Adam and you need to count some sheep


So there I was dreaming while this movie started showing

And she was eating pop-corn and I thought it started snowing

But that was just her kisses as they were falling on my cheek

And we were like the birds and bees in knowing

That we were oh so weak


Then the credits started rolling

And it seemed the show was over

And I looked back at the musical score

And it said courtesy of the Mars Rover


That kind of killed the mood

And I drove home in a sulk

Since she said I was being rude

She might as well be dating the Hulk


At that I turned green

And it was just like in that movie we had seen

When the monster goes chasing down the limosene

And they both end up in the river


So with a shiver she said

That makes me quiver

And so I shot her an arrow

I cannot say I missed her by much

But of course her mind was quite narrow

And even if she grew in her heart

I was still missing my extra dart

So I started by kissing, she got up with a start

From the sofa that was leaning over

And it was then I saw the mars rover


He had been hanging around all along

And like a dog I tried to run him over

But he only increased his swan song


Oh for the Martians, the red and the green

Who come down to earth to fight in a scene

That looks just like they came from the silver screen

But in fact it was just an earth man acting so mean


Eve said why do we need an invasion

When we already have our own privation

Of love and harmony and human persuasion

When one will wants to bend the other's to their own


Still I could see the little green man 

Had her all riled up over a bean can

Whether spilt or piled or drained those human beans

Don't add up to much compared to life on the silver screen