December 2011
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Time & Space
Like modern day Highlander I travel through Time and space I throw myself at your feet I wear your colors in the battlefield I am a Viking warrior on the roaring sea Struggling to get home to thee, love And am I a Roman Centurion charging  Through Gallia  to bring you honour and riches My love I am also the fisherman on the Northern Sea, Fighting the winds of defeat, traveling The...
Dec 29th
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More or less Mandatory
Like sad remnants of our recent past The letters and little notes lay spread Out on the table. ‘So, do we keep it or?’ Her voice was like a little bee, buzzing Around a flower There were no flowers here, though, Just three years worth of written Communication The coffee seemed more or less Mandatory
Dec 29th
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I was there
her face had that fragile, almost transparent Lustre Some said it was probably due to something Missing I didn’t listen though I knew it was because she was a fairie She could fly, you know All it took was to look into her eyes, and feel her  hand on ones heart I know this for a fact Because I was there When she left earth Forever
Dec 28th
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Eternal bliss
‘The secret of eternal bliss,’  she whispered,  ‘is letting go of stuff, opening up, and regular, nutritious meals.’ We just looked at the sign-post, kicked the empty can between us and laughed. Deep down inside, though, we suspected she was right, and that scared the hell  out of us…
Dec 27th
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Moments (For Ophelia)
The walk of nothingness flew like the thunder of Yesterday’s rain -Come, come, she said Come walk in my footsteps Hold on to this moment It is dear and May never come back We held on, it was beautiful, shone like the sun And sprinkled the world with Laughter Her shadow lit the morning sky with warmth and I loved her smile Like a fountain of why not, reflected against the  Chill...
Dec 27th
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Truth From Love
Over and across distant dunes of sand we sail -Head over heels in love with love Imagine the two of us there, and I shall build for  Us a castle endless free There we have our luxurious dinner-parties and Renovate old books from the 12th century You write your music, I add words to a thought Of desperation though harmless it be Tangled up emotives running like burning love Flooding...
Dec 23rd
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Nobody Home
Believing things might change just didn’t help But anyway we settled for less than ultimate joy - We held on to passion’s reward even though The pain was there, so pleasure too, and possibly A light somewhere down the line, in that cheap  Motel with bugs and roaches singing all through The night. I don’t know if the fact that we never had what it Took to really live, just...
Dec 23rd
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The Lethe
Across the Styx, searching madly for her heart I fall bleeding on the banks of the Lethe, Hopefully remembering not to forget Who guides my soul Who rules my heart  The questions three I have answered Truthfully now; -Yes, her name it be Ophelia -Yes, her beauty is beyond grasp of mind -Yes, I have fought gods and men alike,   I have scaled the steps to the sky for sure,   I have...
Dec 22nd
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Ophelia and the Moon
Playing with the moon she stood Listening to the moaning earth below ‘Come, come, let me know what ails ye’ Songs sung in no particular order Rhymes swung at the wild and darkest Night ‘Hush now, hush, it’ll soon be light again’ And the earth fell asleep, assured that Everything was fine The night then went to wherever old nights Go, and Ophelia to wherever...
Dec 21st
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Anvil of Reason
Waiting under a tree somewhere I stand Holding on To something just as past as yesterday And still beating The heart of this act, it throws itself at life Like an anvil of reason  -A hurricane at a sword wheeled by Insanity Drops fall one, two, three, thud, thud, thud The vanity Branches keep my face dry, my feet in a  Puddle, though The sound of the pram with a broken wheel Brings...
Dec 19th
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The Snail
Disappearing in the shadow of a doubt She was no more The earth didn’t tremble, crumble,  Or shake But a little snail in a neat and tidy garden Somewhere in the Midlands Moved a few grains of dust and a  Broken memory Just the slightest, faintest idea of a yesterday To the west Then came the rain The little snail realized it And, well, I don’t know about you, But I believe...
Dec 17th
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Dreaming Ophelia
Town to town, through the dark of a Wintery afternoon, I ride, see Glimpse of a contour, a sketch, rough  Draft Of a feeling or memory’s play but so real (A mirror shine reflection dance madly, I feel) Outlining impression, more reason than  Rhyme Eyes making dance, joyful probe, single  Line I see her there, she’s almost you, only almost, I fear A mere dream, yet so true,...
Dec 15th
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A Grain of Sand
I am a grain of sand, Dust in the wind No more than a fading light Before the night silences All I am a gust of a dying breeze A disappearing trace of  What was My world turns away from my  Senses Its backside is all there is A fading note  A horn turned silent A memory forgotten I am a grain of sand
Dec 10th
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Dec 10th
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She Smiled
Hot winter snow hitting my head like a lorry load worth of mud Waterpipes screaming their song to a muse, hungry for Inspiration there Scratching ugly finger nails across a silver lake of old age and Young hearts in transport ever wild and thirsty for kicks, a high Of emotion Dirty old man by the alley shouting for venus de milo, dying From want and too much of nothingness, drunk from...
Dec 7th
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Chimes of Freedom
These songs are special and dear to me They are songs of the wind Chimes of freedom My face can feel each note Being sung Each harmony lifted From bottomless boredom From painful distress Flowing like water Flying like dreams Telling tales of peace And loss of want These are chimes of freedom These are the songs I love
Dec 4th
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Sorry, as it were...
Sending my regrets, in this little box It is a fine cardboardbox One I made myself No, I did not make the pieces of cardboard used to produce said box I did, however, cut the sides and Put them together using Tape The regrets, for which the box Was made during Several hours worth of agony Are written on the inside of the  Cardboardbox It seemed appropriate at the  Time Now I think of...
Dec 4th
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Face to Face with Love
Blinded by this morning sun -Or was it something else Someone cutting corners Slidin’ sideways From the far Into my mind Repercussion  Back again Within limits of- Sacred borders  Scaling heights  Deep within These bonds of hearts  -Togetherness Facing love I touch it softly, lest it Turn and walk away Finally seized the light It was no sun no star no fire Seeing there...
Dec 4th
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Dec 2nd