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Sunday, September 9, 2018

Too Late.


I have something to give you
But you are gone
I can't believe how much I miss you
I wish I could see you
And talk, eat and laugh.
How I love you
But never told
Cry in my pillow
Weeping willow
If only you were here
The things I would do for you
Please, somehow, know
That I adore you
That you are beautiful
I would do anything for you
To support you
In this life and the next
I would build you a pyramid
And make you immortal
I would spend time with you
I would just love you
The way you loved me.
I miss you Mum.

Saturday, July 28, 2018

The Most.


Path leading down
Quiet on the river
Cockatoos, seagulls, ducks

People, sunlight
Sea green river

Boy with a football
Children playing

The bridge, rocks.
Brown-light, river.
Boy fishing

Houses on the mountain,
River slowly running
Boy digging

Boat shack cafe
Two best friends
Sunset. 

Friday, June 2, 2017

He leads me by still waters






Darlin’ darlin’ who’s gone home. Grievin’ grievin’, so much so.

Dark afternoon should have stayed in my room. Errand to run, I didn't know it would be this hard.

I think I’ll just go to the pub.

Rainin’ rainin’ rain so good. Reserving my feelings , tucked in my hood.

Cryin’ cryin’ that’s not allowed.

Feeling so sad, that I’m passing out.

Miss you, miss you, it could only get worse. Although we all loved you, you still got hurt.

Trippin, trippin, about how you went. Love you, love you, need you here.

You should just see how close to our hearts you are. Even though we’re on the other side of the world.

Drinkin’, drinkin’, drinkin’ my wine, then day fell on night. Can’t deal with the fact of going home by myself tonight.

Just take a walk in my shoes. Not this time.

Darlin’ darlin where have you gone?

Why I’ve gone home to be with Jesus, where all the rivers run.

Darlin’ darlin’ what have you done?

How can I ever listen to music again.

Darlin’ darlin’ how does it go? To enjoy and suffer the deals and the blows. That  it’s the ones that swing low, who suffer the most.

So many times I’ve taken refuge in my soundgarden. Five platinum albums.

It's raining it’s pouring the children all said, and he bumped his head on the end of the bed.

People, people everywhere have vices and problems and it's not any good. Why can’t you be kind, why can’t you be good?

Like Chris was and I am and so are my friends.

But you still expect money at the price of love.

Love you love you, love you I do, and here’s some red roses for your family and you.

Copyright

Marie Celeste Carroll

19th, May, 2017.

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Frogs

Lily pads
Lotus
Mud
Water
Stalks
Flowers
Bread
Honey
Moncks
Temples
Cymbols
Sunset.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Candle


Photo by Carolyn V on Unsplash


When you're down
When you're all by yourself
When you've got nothing to do
And nowhere to go
Please remember
That I love you
I care about you
Wherever you are
What you've done
Or havent done
Though you are not near, but far
Will you hold onto your star
Will you keep me in your heart?
Even though you're broken
That you can't get up
Remember the faith I spoke of
That we shared our love.
Although you are abandoned
And they've used you through and through
Through silent tears, don't give into your fears.
As you wash your face in the dew.

Monday, December 5, 2016

Games people play.





High jumps
Slippery dips
Merry go round
Fish and chips
Monopoly
Risk
Strip poker
Drug bliss
Football
Netball
Word games
Hit and miss
Trouble
Marbles
Fables
Barbie
Telescopes
Microscopes
Chemistry set
Place your bets
Play-station
Politicians
Photography
And our ambitions
Skipping rope
Also swings
And a book
To teach you things
Sing along
Play cherades
Tin soldiers
And pretty maids
Racing cars
Space ships
A lot of games
And head-trips
But I just don't
Know what to do today
I like the land I like the sea
I wish that God
Would let me be
Would set me free
Explain what you have done to me
What is it you want from me?

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Forget me nots

Random encounter
Count dracula
Dark power

Little flower
Another planet
Her fascinator

Grapes sour
Hidden treasure
Rhyme andd measure

Forbidden pleasure
Just to test her
Tragic dancer

Star-gazer
Magic power
Heliotropic superwowzer

Valentines
Send roses
Duck for cover

I hate it
Im a satanist
Only joking

Stop poking me
Be a busy bee
Stop smoking

Isn"t it startling
Want some lovin'
Grab a coffee

Get some munchies
Got any money
It just ain't funny

With the bunny
Got to keep on tryin'
To be sunny

Try to forget
The faith lies in the -
Bottom, of your head

Wake up
Get outta bed
Rest when you're dead.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Billions



The who's who and blah, blah, blah
the tax man, he goes to far!
Marylin her life is gone
Stuffed toys, left on the lawn

We don't know you
you talk too fast
You're meant to go
to the Catholic Church!

Te he he
More rum for me
in this room
of burgundy

Mending socks
the mission rocks
We should fly away
Somewhere far away

In the still of the night
what's your keep
in which position
Do you sleep?

Who goes there
What do you learn
What did you dream
What have you seen?

Overtaken on highway
Ninety-nine
Words and nausea
to buy some nautica,
to buy some time.


Photo Courtesy  of Gualberto107 FreeDigitalPhotos.net







Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Girl Without a Name

Why does it have to be so
It's just a head game and it snows
As I lay down on my pillow
And weep and you watch me in my sleep
Without enough for my keep
Whilst my best friend calls me cheap
And everyone lies and cheats
I've heard of that
Of people stealing a loaf of bread
And never coming back
I've seen you somewhere before
I've heard of a man who died
From aggravation of his life
I can hear them in my mind
And can't they be unkind
Why CAN"T you leave me alone
Everywhere I go you follow
Because you don't know
You just don't know what you're doing
You don't know where you're going
You don't know me
I could show you
But then you'd show me
So what am I supposed to do
Oh what have you done
So that I've come all undone
It'd be better to have a bong
And that you stole all my songs
And all my blood
For this man to have a dead fuck
Wouldn't it be half your luck
And doesn't life just suck
What with the Arian race
And the stress on my face
And even the theft of my lace
For goodness sake.








Saturday, April 26, 2014

My Star.



(Announcement) You know happiness is my star!
For so long I'd forgotten
So many things have gone wrong
So many people unforgiven

"Better to have loved and lost
Than  never loved at all"
Only got one thing to tell you
That I want more

Chorus

Baby I want more
Wanna hit the dance floor
Want you in my heart and soul
Like I never have before

Are you walking out the back
Come on and get behind me Jack
All you want is to hop into the sack
Well it's giving me a panic attack!

'Chorus'

Help  me chase the clouds away
Let us greet a brand new day
Get down upon my knees and pray
Do whatever that you say

'Chorus'

So what'll it be Gus
You know I think
we'd better discuss -
Can you be the one whom I can trust?

'Chorus'

So why don't you come back Stan
And I'll be doin' what I can
to make it better and better
Forever and ever.

Image courtesy of Niklaus Hunziker / FreeDigitalPhotos.net


Thursday, April 17, 2014

Mouldy Bread

In the experiment from hell
To undo you
To bury your sex and poo poo you
to torment and dig your claws into

for nothing at all
you always want more
you walk through the door
you've kept me poor

God you've made my
heart so sore
I hate it I hate it
Here are some dogs on the lawn

And we mourn, ourselves
For all that we've lost
To your blood money
Trip us over on LSD

May as well dive in the sea
You look but you don't see
Oh Christ, just set me free
Give me some peace







Sunday, April 13, 2014

My Dear.



Tied to the tracks
Animated facts
Got a knot in my dacks

Maybe I can get
My Knight in shining armour
Maybe I can find my sense of humour

Some way of stopping
being such a loser
Here kiddo have a soother

It's looking as such you've put your foot in it
And feeling as though
I'e got a spook in here

We live in fear
Oh, oh, my dear
keep me near

Monday, April 1, 2013

Stars


Dark blue sky
if you could write private things
you could write
a love poem
about the moon and stars,
that shoot across the sky
fantastic comets
from heaven
in colours purple and gold
leaving behind them
A blazing trail
of fire
but it’s what’s left unsaid
in the dark quiet
in the park on a bench
alone
bored maybe
thinking about
watching a movie or something
But sitting down at your desk
to write in your black book
things, things
even those you don’t want anyone to read
after all a diary
is sacred
Such as light.
perhaps the erotic scrawlings
of Celeste
are  best
left unspoken
at the bottom of some
dark chamber
then there’s the asylum
the head shrinks
stability and trust
never mind lust
and work is a must
you miss you fuss
you hiss you huss
you blush you shush
you walk don’t rush
Oh really I could go on
But I want it to be short
Few words to express
the simplicity
of fools.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The One You Love



Under the waterfall
I sit on a rock
Contemplating peace
You hear a liar bird
Crack in the bush

You see a kookaburra
he lets out a laugh
Why don't ye laugh a little
oh the joy to be outdoors
collecting pinecones and gumnuts

Taking plenty of snapshots
Eating Sardines and rice crackers
Listening to the silky silence
Swimming knee deep in love
Out here you know who it is

Is it Tristan or Brian
Or Katie who shows her panties
Online
Or what father expects and mother holds dear
Hush take in the quiet serenity

Go off alone face yourself,
Take a moment to sun baske
Let nature soothe your soul
The one you've got to love right now
Is yourself.

Image courtesy of Michelle Meiklejohn at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Dancing

 

A point
the zone
Where I am feeling
right at home
in my body
rhythm and beats
where my mood
tastes like a peach
Jumping
turning
always learing
being
doing
moving
twisting
smiling
crying
nearly dying
Exhiliration
from this flying
dancing dancing and
romancing
with someone
that takes your fancy

photo courtesy of imagerymajestic freedigitalphotos.net

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Random Act of Kindness

Flowers Growing open
Rain, sunshine,
dirt, trees
Pluck a rose
thorn piercing finger
tears

Mother Earth with land and seas
The little children say
ah uhuh, uhuh
yes I see, I think,
I know

Bad dreams
Someone chasing you
You're running, running
Not moving,
panting, sweating

Cake, coffee
vapor
Valentines day
Oh god not again
Softly, soflty
Cat is creeping

Falling from a leaf
A dewdrop
Inside it, the ocean
caught on lens
in the sunlight.

Photo courtesy of Victor Habbick, freedigitalphotos.net

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The Guitar


The guitar
has been hanging
on the wall
too long,
a long time since I have played

I used to practise
But I have given it up
I used to know
Some ballads
I used to play some blues

You taught me
But now you're far away
You haven't been in a while
I wonder why
You don't come round to play

Once we were young
We wanted to be
rock stars
Remember
You and me in torn black jeans

Rock n roll
Was what we knew
And young
was how it felt
Young and hopeful.

Photo courtesy of nuttakit, freedigitalphotos.net

Butterfly

 



Butterfly
zoom in
fly here
be with me
alight upon my shoulder
kiss me
how have you been?

I've been well thank You
I've been to the beach and I've been to the zoo
I don't have a lover
and I don't know what to do
how about you
how have you been?

Oh you know
going out
being seen
It's awesome being famous
but it can get embarrassing

They post your love life
all over the web
what you had for breakfast
what you do in bed

Oh dear
that does sound a bit blush
I would like to know more
but I'm in a bit of a rush

Butterfly butterfly
How are you
Oh  me, the usual
if a bit blue

But I want to
throw that away
For my sweetpea
I want to cheer up
Fly home with your chin up

That a girl butterfly
There's so much to do
before you die

Don't waste time crying
then going out and lying
throw your cares to the wind
and dive in

Yes, yes
It's the absolute best
to  live your life
with zest
to ride the waves
at the crest

Well you sound enthusiastic
yes I would say zest
we just do our best.

I know you've gotten by
on less
but I love you
Celeste

It's been a long time since
I've heard that
with tears in her eye
A long time
since I've been there
I mean
here
there and everywhere (The Beatles)

Flutter flutter
Words to utter
words and afterwards
words
wards of the soul

The butterly's soul is old,
is old
with a pretty heart of gold
the word is out
the story's told
butterflies to love and hold,
gently before they go...

Photo courtesy of sattva freedigitalphotos.net



Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Hey La


I wanna write a song
And put it on the radio
For you
So that you come back
Baby please come back
Where has he gone
Why did he leave
Without a kiss goodbye
I'm sorry that you were locked up with me
But I wish you could see
That I'm young
And I'm in love
Hip hip hoorah
Come back
Baby please come back
And I'll do everything I can
I'd paint the town red for you
I'd sing a song
I'd write a poem
I'd give up smoking
I'd just be the way I am
So satisfied
With one little kiss
It's you my heart does miss
If we couldn't or shouldn't or wouldn't
It still would be
So heres my fight
You know I'm shy
I was going to get a food voucher
To help me out
But I'm too proud
And so you see
I might not be perfect
But I'm happy
And that's all
I want you to be
So ok darlin'
Do what you want
Hope you get your four kids
And your house
But what about me
I died and went to zion
The sky shone
And I looked down
And thought
A little prayer for you
So if you dare
Come back
Baby please come back
Cause we've got something special
You know when we argued
I really meant well
I was just going through hell
And so were you
I want, I want my bf back
What can I do
To get through to you
I've got, I've got
A lot to give
So please be true
Hey boy come back you
Even though I cannot seem
To be poetic anymore
Without my muse
What can I do
Hey baby come back you!
La la la la
La la la la.

Photo courtesy of  imagerymajestic freedigitalphotos.net

So there


Simple, sweet
And sometimes shocking
Soccer, snorkelling
But not shopping
Sucka, softy
Sort of sneaky
Not very short
Such is sexy
Sooner or later
Going to sleep
Sedacious
Not serious
So very curious
Wearing sneakers
In which to stalk me
So there!

Phot courtesy of adamr, freedigitalphotos.net