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Wednesday, December 26, 2012

See you in Heaven (Love you).


I aced the high straight
Straight is the gate
I'm very well thanks
A leopard never changes its spots
I've won the race
Better not boast too much
Although I've done well
I've had a spell
And now I"m well
Put some money in the wishing well
I gave my tithes
A ran away
From all the strife
The army was rife
Someone stabbed me with a knife
Love your enemies
If anything is praiseworthy
Look upon it
I flew my balloon
I fell in love
Once or twice
And even spooned
Well I'm allowed to!
Have a belly laugh
If you cannot float
Then build a raft
White water rafting
Adventure waiting
Life beckons,
Life beckons
Please be well
Have faith, believe
Do good
do what's right
Study until late at night
Be strong, firm, flexible
Hold on,
Be liberal
So to be vigorous
This is just a test
Be diligent
And earn a quid
Demons that I want to rid
Last out, gone
Set me free
L'amour en l'enfant
De la liberte
Break the chains
the shackles, the shoes
Run barefoot
Life's a beach
Be given and give
God is love
Give me the right words
For my sword
Not to wound but free people
From the ropes that bind them
Forgive me for my paranoia
Doctors ointment, slackness,
Bad habits, time wasting
Well that's one problem fixed
So there is the ace high straight
This good ship sails
On the wind of fate
Onwards christian soldiers
The blood the body taste
Before I was late
But now I'm wise
Thank you to Jesus Christ
The Lord our Savior
That we from death itself arise
I'll see you in heaven.

Photo courtesy of bulldogza freedigitalphotos.net

Red light.


If you could express it
'Nightmare'
But you don't want to
It sounds irrational now
How dare it be
That from some of us
That most Godly faculty
Reason is divorced
In the terror
An inverted scream
Hard to believe
All the conspiracy theories
Were all in the mind
Even if there was
Any truth in it
Why would you live it
Writing it
Seems a terrible wound
Isolation
without a veil
Oh hell! Punitary!
Out of the way
Observation unit
Nothingness, what I am not
Then meds,
Sleeping all day
I'm a photo negative
Traffic lights
Are sucking our blood.

Photo courtesy of chrisroll freedigitalphotos.net

Dream boy



You are my hope
You are my dreams
Part of my future
So it seems
Joyful love
Has got me jumping
Love has got me
Roller coasting
It's good the game
This time we win
You're my dream boy
With the thousand things
It's not that I do anything
Have a crush on anyone
Want or want not
Do or don't
Have or have not
Because I just am
Right there with you
No stay or go
No goodbye
Or hello
I just am
Not because I love you; hate you
You just are
Awesome
And your awesomeness is contagious
It is, is not
Like a key and a lock
Nothing or something
You and me
Have a secret thing
We're being there
Being one

Photo courtesy of Stuart Miles freedigitalphotos.net

Bollywood



The Hindu Bride
Wearing gold
A feast
A wedding gown
Draped in folds
Happy families
That the wedding is on
The right groom
From the right street
Curry and rice
Raisens and halva
Japatis.
The mark on her brow
Nose rings
Bangles
The bride was promised
Since she was small
She is everything
The grooms family
Has hoped for
With a large dowry
And her and he,
Know they have done
The right thing
They vow to
Love one another
He is her everything
The man the world
The time
The place
Same caste
Same race
All she wants
Is to be
A good wife
Such is life
for the
Hindu bride.

Photo courtesy of Arvind Balaraman freedigitalphotos.net

A few of my Favourite things

Origami
Hope
A future
Being well
Living well
Health and beauty
Motivated, busy
Always in love
Being there
Getting somewhere
The good
Godly
Healed
Light
The best
A winner
Fulfilled
Satisfied
Expressive
Creative
Responsible
Free
Happy
Smart
Sexy
Love
Songs
Music
Poetry
The jingle jangle
Bangels
And other jewels
Hope
Faith
Charity
The narrow way
Excellent
Balanced

Peace

Cry dove cry
The veranda
This softly lit place
Of ferns and birds
Where I lay upon my love seat
Dreaming of holidays
In the sun
Baby dove, peace dove
White feathers
Shed here
The crying
The breeze
Meditating on peace
The fluttering of wings
The mother dove she sings
She feeds her chics
The nest keeps
In this place
My heart speaks
Quiet
Read
Relax
I do not want to leave
Stay a while
Stay with me
On my veranda
Where we sit
In peace.


View from a Hospital Window

Evening twilight falling
Upon the brickwork
Yellow turning to blue
Wind in the leaves
Building standing
A steeple
An Australian flag
Inside peaceful
Tears of grace
Light falling
Try to pray
Read the good book
But nothing comes from us
For Christ works through us
Sandstone strong
Sunlit bricks
Warm
I wonder when I will go home
And somehow live my life
But sho are we to complain
For some have more
And some less
And we try and try
And people they cry
Nobody really wants to die
Farewell sunlight
Now it is night
Maybe we can look up to see a star
Shining bright
Over the steeple
Over the hill
Oh my lord
Just keep me still.

Sunday

I went to Wendy's for some ice cream
Then I went and bought some blue jeans
Then I went home and put them on
With a hot designer top
I drove into town to party
I told everyone I'm a poet
I danced around slowly and sultrily
Is that a word?
My word ha ha
I picked up a blonde traveller
We went to my flat and snogged
Next day I layed in the sun with a hangover
Drinking coffee
whilst the words in the true crime novel
I had borrowed from my x who is still a friend
hit my forhead like slugs
So I put it down
And gazed throught the treetops
At the sky
Once in a life
And fantasized
About the guy from last night
Never to be heard of again
And sunned myself
And leafed the book
And gazed
And fantasized
For most of the arvo
Finally I went home and ate
And ironed my clothes for the next day
And watched some TV.

Love/Sexy

Once in a lifetime
Golden opportunity
To join the fire brigade
And rescue little boys and girls
And their Mummies and Daddies
Hose it down
Get control
Get her down
Or she'll be burned
She'll burn in hell
And go to the circus
And dance around
Nowhere to be found
Looking at the clowns
Walking through the crowd
And the music's loud
Only they burnt her out
With some clout
So have yourself a stout
And remeber the ladybird
Fly away home

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Happiness

Happiness is a bright warm day
Peeking in the window
And opening your eyes to wake
To bring you adventure
With all its thrills
It's not all picking daisies
And boys and girls
Although it's also those 
Love hearts and honeycomb
There's hunting and shooting
And nights alone.
But happiness is
The real rich
Never going to the ditch
For pain passes away
As bad things do
And you are creative
You've got nothing to lose
Your beautiful dasein
Your beautiful life
Is just a hop
An hopeful crossing
To happy times.