Who Walks on the Graves.Who walks on the graves of the lives I
once led?
Who brought to them flowers, who glad I
was dead?
And what of tomorrow, to what to
return?
This earth as I left it, re suffer this
dirth,
Of living a life a soul bound by flesh
Stillborn and silent or first to last
breath,
Afflicted the spirit through life unto
death.
Who walks on the graves on the lives I
once led?
Myself as I shiver and pass overhead.
Matter.
Here's my matter here's my shell
Here I dream in here I dwell
Here I shelter Heavens Hell
But why I dream?
I may as well
Through lifes eternal guessing game
Dream it real both night and day
Making matter dancing clay
Until as dust just blown away.
A Billion Ghosts.
May all the coins be chocolate coins
All the notes be lovers letters
Wealth forever coined fools gold
And nobody indebted
A billion ghosts who've played this
shame
Monopoly of life we've made
Do scream at me for this to say
It's time to put the game away.
Debora pt1
The telling silence of ignored
Follows knock upon her door
She won’t come out to sing today
I go to play alone.
On my return to what was wrong
The Coke was chopped the Smack is gone
The door is answered animated
Both are waste annihilated
Share a spliff made for my bother
Deck of Thoth thumbed take these
brother
We don’t need no Tarot cards
To see there’s no tomorrow.
Debora pt2
In Thames near Streets I once foretold
Somehow all this I felt before
And days go by I get a call
Brother gone when whoring stalled
I load her world into my Mini
Her in front though she don’t know me
Guiding us to her next fix
I leave her world by Hampton Bridge
Then days again another call
Asylum caught her latest fall.
Debora pt3
I face a fear and visit Debora
Marc or Spacey Tracy headster
Romance lust is all reviled
A Condom on the playing field
Talk of marriage talk of love
Talk of ever flying Doves
Yet pulling out from darkened halt
I feel foretelling final jolt
That leaves me squirming shocked and
shaken
Bleached like tainted snow.
Debora pt4
A week or two and then a visit
Shattered hearts with splintered missives
Final fling thrown stark and harsh
We’re tangent shard of broken glass
Yet share a minty-circled kiss
That’s left within my mouth.
Debora pt5
Weeks go by I miss a call
A suicide her final fall
I even miss the funeral
The news sends me to grief’s free fall
And life’s a blur before my eyes
Preying for to land and die
Yet tablets just leave me sick
And pissing on the floor.
Debora pt6
Come the flash backs here and there
The Monday band and Tiger beer
Barns humpback bridge her scream of fear
Her ghost at Dylan gig
Her Corkscrew tight torment soul
Her ex who beat her on parole
Miscarriages of justice hall
And Bloody sheets in Richmond
Our U turn crash with Taxicab
Her longing eyes her smile her stab
The dress I bought she thought was fab
The belle of T.Rex ball
Debora pt7
Years go by and still free falling
Silent phone that’s screaming calling
Ever bells for ever tolling
I still Fucking answer
The Last Straw.
Doomed jaded cursed and old
Future only loss does hold
Expected carry last straws load
When dead end reached upon the road
All onward sight as memory flashback
Lightning stark
No rose tint
Sky cracked
Pearls of wisdom broken stones
Five storms past where nowhere's home
Foetal fallen struck down clutching
curling to the knees
Rising somehow staggering to cliff edge
balance tease
Catch twenty two a ticking
Broken roads walked in between
Fall tears amidst the government
buildings rusting the machine
Exist on edge existing
A nightmare from a dream
The moment frozen paralysed releasing
silent screams
And fifty seven proof percent as
breakfast for the day
Relentless comes the sun rise
Death cruelly stays away.
Church Hill.
Neither up nor down Church Hill I stray
'Tween playground and the graves
Upon this road I pass again
A moment on the way
Where stripped of faith and hope lost raw
'Neath weather harsh blown rain
Fall skinned alive with insides out
Flesh slithers down the drain
Mix crimson red black deep vein blood
Away wash my remains
Upon Church Hill I stand awhile
'Tween playground and the graves.
Eleven Angels.
As I wandered on the broken road
I found a lady on the way
She called to me upon a hill side
The sweetest sound I ever heard
And she gave me eleven angels
A silver ring and then she flew
And turquoise where her loving eyes
They showed the pain but kindness only came
We shared the deepest darkest water
And heart to heart extinguished every flame
And she gave me eleven angels
A silver ring and then she flew
As I still walk upon the hill side
I listen for her soft voice on the wind
And I miss her hand by my side
But know the heavens gave her wings
As she gave me eleven angels
A silver ring and then she flew.
Blossom of the Heart.
I clasp my torn and blooded hand
To barbed and thorny stem
Watch blood run thickly down my arm
Returned here once again
To hold the purest white of blossom
Raise the bloom of trust
Yet fear my blood shall taint it red
And this shall come to pass
The petals curl fall wither dead
My doubt loosen my grasp
Leave thorns within here once again
Embedded memories harsh
And leave me clutching rotted stem
And this shall be my last
Remaining shred of flesh torn hope
And blossom of the heart.
The Dharma Wheel.
The Dharma wheel turns
The karma unfurls
Bringing only the things we have hurled
Planted or sown
Said done or shown
Ultimate thought unto action has grown
Habit encircled all things to re learn
Re live to remember sorrows concern
Yet you are the centre
The jewel in the now
As one with the everything
Shine through your clouds
Never a they or an I only us
Everything suffers this matter bound dust
Truth is but change of better and worse
Ultimate love and compassion our worth
Endure and endeavour
Incite gentle mirth
Tenderness turning the whole of the earth
The moon and the planets
Even the sun
The billions of stars vastly far flung
Infinite void
Empty yet full
We are but thought in the midst of our all
Awakening blossom
Enlightened bright star
Shine with a smile that comes from the heart.
Still Within.
I am still within
The Dharma wheel
Held by hope desire
Of you to know
Lessons for to learn
Before to let go
Sorrow only known
Sorrow only known
I am still without
Love to tender flow
To hold through the night
Together yet alone
To wax and to grow
To shine the full moon glow
Together for to know
The waning darken woe
I am still within
The Dharma wheel
Sorrow only known
The Dharma wheel
Enlighten me
The Dharma wheel
Enlightening
As I a scentless flower.