Poetry

Saturday 29 June 2019

Shooting Stars

I hope you stay on the bright side of life
Always going up
Stay away from strife
I hope you suckle on life's bosom
Like the bee on the honey blossom
I wish you get the good things in life
And all the happiness found in freedom
But most of all above all these
I wish you love and wisdom

I cannot count the ways I love you
There are too many for my hand
I stand like a cockerel in the morning
And crow the dawning over the land

My love has risen like the ocean
Swelled up like a wave of emotion
But comes crashing down on the shore
Whose beach stretches to your door

I see you like the colours of a rainbow
Multifaceted dream like knit
The colours painted in a nebula
A cloud of gas, where new stars sit

Where new stars burn and light up
The darkness
Of all space and its vacuum starkness
Naked in your heavenly body
I fall into your void black hole

But worm tunnels pull me out again
I am the worm in your Swiss cheese cube
And God has rolled me as a dice
But I cannot see where through Hubble's tube

There is like a kaleidoscope of images
Each one me and each one you
And we dance inside these lens
Through which creation has made us huge

And if I were an astronomer
I'd have named you a star by now
But I am but a poet and a liar
And so I sing songs of a sacred cow

All the crows fly up the tower
And the bats are circling round
And what love there is in the hour
Is enough as each ring hits the ground

As each shooting star must know
To each up there is a down
And as you fall remember me this reason
That for tonight you wore your crown

Baguettes Again

So the Frenchman said his brake,
And the frogman said whose benches?
I sat down here last Tuesday Eve
But the rain like a candle drenches
The rain like wax it sticks, it stenches
It drips from the flame of the Sun

And God held the candle
Like he held me as a child
When I thought he and I were one
And he squeezed the sun
And I'm always trying to get back
That time when all was full
The sun I mean not moon
The moon is always waxing when
You become an adult
And the Sun is always waning on
Having melted its impossible shell
Of a candle
That make you believe perfection is soon gone

Bridge over the Danube

I met my love on Margit hid
Beneath us The Danube
Like a King snake slid
Serpentine and too tempting
We lifted the lid
On the can of worms

River out of Eden
Flow beneath the bridge
Cold inspire of hell fire
And heaven is a fridge
Blue and green and brown
Orange pecan bugs
Sweetly dying on the ground
While chestnuts scorn the rites of Spring
And push their fresh buds out

Bridge of love
Cross over
Who would cross the border line
Migrate, and break
The boundary fence
Clip and snip the pine
Twisted oaks grow on the island
Love lives out in the stream
Two beings brought there
Buda and Pest
To live out a peaceful dream

Sap is rising

The Sap is rising from the ground
Sticky sweet with life it sounds
Out the hollows of dry wood
Press-ganging life into its hood
And strangely swaying in old limbs
The things birds know on the wing
And trapping flies in its ointment
It elucidates life in an amber spyglass
Fifty million years ago
This same sap was on the flow
Pushing up from mother earth
Giving life, giving birth

Hard

Give it to me in a matter of yards
I'm sick to death of you being so hard
A nail isn't half so scarred
By a hammer blow
A pebble isn't half as rounded
By the river's flow
But you manage it
in a breath
Just why are you so hard?

The filo pastry chef is bloated
Fat on all the cakes he's gloated
Such as this soft bellied pig
Am I
Where as you are as hard
As a wrought iron rig

I am soft as a runny egg
Soldiers may dip in my yoke
I put on the mantle of leader instead
But compared to you
I'm a joke
You're so hard boiled
That I have to beg as I swim
Around the hot water we're in
And I'd be an armadillo
But my armour's wearing thin

Just walk with me as my shield
I promise to bury my hatchet
Inside the nearest field
Then our remains will be discovered
In a thousand years time
And they'll wonder who could catch it
This true love passionate crime

Love Run

I'm on a love run
I'm running from the sun
Running to the moon and back again
I'm on a love run
I thought that I was done
But there's more room for black rain
I'm on a love run and my joints ache
My muscles are numb and I shake
But I'm in love with you, you pain

I'm in love with foot steps that I follow
I'm running down the paths
Over the lumps that I swallow
The stones in my shoe,
Try the apple in my throat
That Adam couldn't quite digest
So it stuck and bobbed there like a boat
On the ocean of his voice
On the river of his words
That leave his tongue
When he kisses Eve
On his love run

Oh we're running out of Eden
Running out of time
Running out of river path
Its your place or mine
We've shared the apple
But we've committed no crime
So why are we running from God's law
Or is it from Mankind?
Don't make me laugh!

I'm on a love run with you Eve
And I'm gonna run on forever
Or as long as my legs carry me
Just like birds of a feather


Saturday 15 June 2019

Rhubarb soldiers of an equilibrium

As for the earthquake
The end soon came
The land had been shaken
To its foundations
And its pillars of strength gave way
All throughout

All, all throughout the day
The rain fell down
Down the well
The well filled up
And then spilled over
Over, over
Down the street
The cobbled crumbled
Tumbled down street
And kissed each stone with
Its wet lips
And licked each leaf
And drank each gutter
And it rushed, and rang
Gushed and harangued
Down the cobble street

And all the others were like
stolen ivy
Given to a fairy king
To replace the daughter
He had married off
To the Lily stalk
And all the Lords and Ladies walk
Down the cool fresh rill
In the hinterland of promises
And Primroses he could never keep
But the ivy grew and twisted around his throne
Until he was left alone
In his garden kingdom
And the Queen would groan
For her freedom
And under the green shade
Of the Rhubarb leaf she would
Find it dry
In the pouring rain