Love upon Love/ upon all

 

I came upon loves fence

Out from a walk in wilderness

And sat there for a while

Many a thought did come to me 

As I rested upon loves stile

And many a feeling too

Though so fleeting were the clouds above

That soon I abandoned love

and walked on

In that time all was white and fine

For the briefest moment all was bright

I said good bye to blackest night

And in my hand

I felt her hand

In my heart I heard her voice

Each was nothing

but ever most

She was too real

Yet she seemed a ghost

Each was hard yet soft

In my dilemma I had no choice

I had to return to love

Either to win the moon and stars

or to lose all of creation

Either to be bold to match the feeling

Or as ash and star dust

be blown away

Nothing was near yet nothing far

As all in Love's landscape

had been changed by trust

And silence moved my very soul

Yet in my heart

I heard music of harps

And all this I found in loves place

This love I found in her sweet face

This is obviously Pigeon Street

 Coo, coo, Ha, Haa, Ho, ho, He, he,

The slap and tickle the cackle free

Of turned up turnips

Tourniquet, tie around

a dignified neck

Telescopic voice calls out

Not a laugh, but a shout

You've reached the corner

Now turn about

back onto Pigeon Street

Real lives turn fake

Taken pride, prison cake

Somewhere within you find

The key to 15 Pigeon Street

Now yours, now his,

This wide eyed blink

Can you believe no Kitchen sink?!

Can you cry out, what drought, what drought,

Its dry on Pigeon Street

Come pour with rain

Come fill your pain

With Tears so distant they

Fall in vain

When windows blow

The prison cell

You'll know too well

You're living on Pigeon Street

Two eyes collide

head on with stuff

Graveyards, bones

Now I scoff at

Flies inside the beggar's belly

Calling out for Pigeon Street

Reading lines from long lost poems

Who wrote the Mayans

When they last wrote Home

Because they died because they lived

In the house on Pigeon Street

Railings cold, and trailers scuffed

Tears dry on tombes

You learnt your books off

And libraries close

And Roman roads all lead

to Pigeon Street

Coo, coo, Ha, ha, hee, hee

Hoo, ho

You know you are a prisoner now

Your keys are gone

but thought lives on

Inside the cracks on Pigeon Street

Take heed my friend

It does not end

That road which leads from here

there wends

When the light is gone

And all is cold

You know you've reached the pigeon road

And there no friend

One may meet

Unless its to ask

Is this Pigeon Street

elephant hearts

 Funny how it starts

And funny how it ends

In the chambers of the heart

Where we might find a friend

Elephants fart

And little mice mend

The holes in dresses and truse

Of the confessions of shrews

Who also need a friend

Elephant ears

 Where are the monsters

Of common sense?

They are living with the elephant

In the room under the stairs

Oh nobody knew

If he was really theirs

Where are the dragons bent on destruction

Fire, fire flames, grow higher

And what of the fairies, elves and dwarves

Where are they now?

Have they gone indoors

Oh show me the way back to that world

Where courage still lives

And all 

Easter Sunday

 Easter Sunday, listen to the bells toll

Easter Sunday listen to the church bells toll

Easter is come walk in the sun

Easter Sunday listen to the bells

Easter Sunday walk into the light

Easter Sunday out from the shadows of dark into the light

Easter Sunday leave the shadows behind

Easter Sunday find your peace of mind

Easter Sunday leave those shadows behind

See the sun blaze like a candle in the sky

Remember the good days and the good to come

Easter Sunday now you can walk in the sun

Key change:

At Easter there are no bad things

At Easter nothing to see but Spring

At Easter everybody sings

And it's Easter Sunday by my reckoning

Easter Sunday see the others strong

All cows in the park and hear the church bells toll

On Easter Sunday there is nothing gets stolen

And the treasure lies hidden deep inside your soul

On Easter Sunday it's either forgiveness or fate

On Easter Sunday you must choose to love and not hate

And to forgive your enemies that stand at your gate

On Easter Sunday before it's too too late

For Easter is a time for love

And to remember the father above

And the son who died on the cross

the cross, the cross, the cross

On Easter Sunday there was gain and not loss

Yes his gain was our loss

Yes, yes we gained and he lost

On Easter we sacrificed a man

On Easter we gotta do what we can

Yes on Easter Sunday we got to follow the plan.

Socks

The giant falls upon his back
Then from him pulls
a lion black
Whose raging mouth
and lashing tongue
Has been the scourge
of everyone

The frosted beams and splintered branches
Of certain dreams after
Curtain glances
Whose home alone
And what are the Jones
Up to now?

 Four score years I've
been living these dreams
Waking up with nightmares
Giving me womanly screams

The socks in the wind
and the money in the pocket
Don't light up what I mean
After I stick into the electricity socket

Timing is all out
I want to shout but fail
My calls rebound within
Internal walls of self
Not rising above esteem
Like some pitying ocean
Swell cannot breach the brink
Of the harbour wall
Cannot flood the wishing well

A new man ?

The early dawn of man
He yawns and scratches his arse
How can this being be ancestor to
those whose sublime intelligence is unsurpassed?

Well, the truth is we all must be ourselves
Let him scratch his arse
He has a hard few thousand years ahead of him
And even then
He's still not let off the hook

There are crimes he has paid for, and those he has not
And sometimes he raided more, really quite a lot
He can't be too proud of himself
Because there's quite a bit of shit

One hundred million years ago
The mines of crystal city glared
In such unearthly vibrancy
And clarity of air
What they mined was photons
From a gravitational well
They had been caught in a black hole
They fought back it was too strong a spell
So light was black it was trapped
And trapped light is angry
It comes up spoiling for a fight
Or it spends an eternity going around an infinite number of mirrors
And reflections within the crystal maze

Some said this is what God is
An infinite reflection and refraction of light
Trapped in another dimension
I don't know I can't be sure