Colours of the Heart

Hearts of you
in shades of black and grey
I carry in my palm
to remind me
why
I let you go...


Hearts of you
in shades of red and purple
I carry in my chest
to remind me
why
I love you...

Hearts of you
in vibrant shades of colour
I carry all the time
to remind me
why
love never dies...

The Witching Hour

This silence keeps me awake

makes my mind tick

in the dead of the night

the witching hour

plays a movie

over and over

tumbling, strange

thoughts

visions

words that mean nothing

I dream awake

yet when I close my eyes

nothing.

Yesterdays Boy

There you stand
with pain in your eyes, in
your heart
with every breath-a struggle

burdens abound
shoulders slouched
skeleton frame-a dead mind
a waste

where did you go
that boy, I once knew
empty shell
blackened soul-he has left

me-the boy I loved
once
smiling face
crystal eyes-lit up
joyful
gone, forever

Eagles Wings

Take me away on eagles wings
and take back tomorrow’s smile
the sun set early in this place
half cast shadows as you embrace
the one you love
the one you lost

Take me away on eagles wings
and take back tomorrow’s pain
the tears you cry
black like tar
envelope the ghostly night
and play riddles with your mind

Take me away on eagles wings
and take back all your tomorrows
the day you set
forever afresh
bound with thoughts
that locked your vaulted mind

A day for new lovers

Come and play
the chasey game
falling in love
and starting again

tomorrow's problems
will all seem new
come and run
this time is for you

I call you my sweetheart
I call you my love
this day's for new lovers
this time's for the young

I love you today
tomorrow too
come and play chasey
I'll play with you

Season's song

Leaves fall
catch in the breeze
the wind shouts
and they dance
dispersing them to another place
branches bare
naked
cold days
dark days
rustling leaves underfoot

New days
long days
heralding the sun
leaves bud blossom
and grow
branches once bare
now green
clothed again
reawakened
time begins anew

Behind the Door

Knock once
silently,
awaiting my reply

Knock twice
insistently,
yet, waiting all the while
patiently

Knock three times
this time booming
then enter
I'm waiting
all alone

The Devil's Dance

Dance with the devil
I'll watch you
as you burn
he'll dance inside your
weary soul and climb into
your mind
he'll delve into your inner
thoughts
he'll build a wall
round those you love
he'll hold your thoughts
inside,
he'll unleash
your inner beast-
he'll torment you
and play his
tune
he'll watch you dance-
your dance
forever
your eternal fires
shall burn, they'll
consume the person you
once were
consume your every being
until that day
comes to past
your ashes lay unseeing.

The History of Love

History repeating history-
the same story
on a different page

Love over riding love
three hearts interwoven
on different days

Time erasing time
where nothing changes
and everything stays the same

Ode to you...

I see you there

you look and smile

I see you quickly look away

I want to call your name

I want you to look back

Where did you go

Why did you go

I always thought we would be

Was I so wrong to think this way

everyone saw it before we did

was it too late when we did

is it too late

Let’s start afresh

look back

I feel you want to

don’t you

Hi...

Forgotten

Bare is the beauty

Bare is my soul

Honest nature

true and brave

abused and long forgot

Veiled Pain

Veiled beauty-

inner strength

she is a soldier

at his command.

He has spoken

yet she does feel-

her children ready for war.

She masks her pain

and veils her face

her heart is blackened

at the sound-

of his voice

her inner beauty is all she has left

Do you remember

Do you remember calling my name
as I walked with set determination
oblivious to the world.
Head down I walked
the day was cold and grey
the rain made puddles at my feet.

Do you remember calling my name
as I sat all alone in the park
enjoying the sun on my face.
Head raised to the sky
the day sunny and bright
warming me inside and out.

Do you remember calling my name
as I lay in the sand
my hands sifted the grains through my fingers.
The waves crashed
and lapped at my feet
the trickle of water teased my back.

Do you remember calling my name
as I lay in eternal sleep
the tears rolled down your cheeks
your hands grasped the edge of the bed.
And your cry-
your cry was loud and long lasting.

Do you remember...

Today

Heavy sigh,
she feels tired
her head thumps to an imaginary beat.

Her bones ache
she walks past the mirror
no point in looking in.

Her eyes swollen
her mouth curled down
her hands clenched,

she feels tired,
to lie down
to not get up-

today
tomorrow
forever.

‘The day the Lover’s Killed the Flowers’

When did it end

What day was it

Was the sun shining

Or the clouds black

With the threat of rain

Was it a Friday

Had work been tough

Or was it a lazy Sunday

With last night’s dishes still in the sink

The day the Lover’s killed the flowers?

An open bottle of red

Sat unfinished and souring

Was it the day

You called me and didn’t speak

Was it the day the old man died

And you said it was sad

He was all alone

The day the Lover’s killed the Flowers?

Where...

Where does your soul go when you pass
 do your thoughts follow too
 do you hear it's loneliness?
 
Where does your love go when it ends
do your memories follow too
do you feel empty?

Where does your laughter go when you are done
do your feelings follow too
do you feel sadness?

Where does your body go when you tire
does your pain follow too
do you feel whole?

A lonely journey

Through his eyes

despair

he carries the weight of the world

denied by father

and by mother

he walks alone

yet governed by

the path he knows

he holds his passion in his hands

he will not fold

he will surpass

his fear and trepidation.

‘Memories found in an Old Battered Book in the Attic’

Black cracked leather

Red velvet ribbon

Bind the scraps of paper that spew out from the seams

Lover’s secrets

A mother’s pain

The joy of children

The death of an old man

The tears that flowed

The writing

Old fashion script

In a foreign language

Romantic,

Yet whimsical of an era gone by

I turn each page

My tears flow freely

And my hands shake

Lost or forgotten

A name from the past.

The Long Story

Clearly time has taken its toll

fallen leaves on trees that have lived for one hundred years

he step on cracks of feet beaten streets

listen to its heart beat

its story is interesting too

he says

wrinkles, lines of passage on his face

follow them, what a tale

yellow stained pages of his book

Do you know your history well?

he asks

he opens his mouth and speaks of those things

does he really know what he says-

clearly time has taken its toll

clearly.

Mother

You kiss me gently

And put me to bed

Sing softly my lullaby and cradle my head

You hold my hand

And make the darkness so peaceful

I close my eyes and see your face

No heaven’s angel could take your place

No other person could guard my fate

You are my mother

The one I hold dear

The one I will always have and always keep near

You have my heart
I gave it to you yesterday
you tucked it into your sleeve
kissed me on the cheek then left
you did not turn around
I called your name
I cried my tears
wet they slid down my cheek
and still you walked
with my heart
tucked into your sleeve

You have my soul
I gave it to you yesterday
you wrapped it in your coat
kissed me on the forehead and left
you did not turn around
I called your name
I sat in sorrow
shoulders hunched deflated
and still you walked away
with my soul
wrapped in your coat

You have my love
I gave it to you yesterday
you slid it into your boots
kissed me on the lips and left
you did not turn around
I called your name
I lay in mourning
body curled into a ball
and still you walked away
with my love
slipped into your boots


Yesterday.

She walks in lines

She walks in circles
around
her shadow follows
bathed in light
things are clear
she walks in lines
straight
darkened path
nothing is clear
she walks in zig zags
this way and that
clouds grey loom
her future uncertain

G is for Glorious

Glorious
sun washes over me-
it is here I lay
Glorious
moon lightens my path-
eases my burden
Glorious
dawn begins anew-
a new page lays blank.

A fallen Angel

Damaged goods
she sits alone
dark-
the room closes in-
in shadows, she cowers
deranged-
her thoughts
she rips out her hair
in patches
damned-
she is fallen.