DODO.

DODO.

So you seem to be unique,

much more than others here.

A quick light issues forth,

enough to capture something clear.

A pulse within my carotid vein,

tells me more than only words,

would create an image to remain,

I bless the day you came.

Saharah shone this dullest day,

so full of clouds, so grey.

And here I fell too deep,

that craving won't let me eat,

or even forget you, or even sleep,

I bless the day you came.

Would the heavens allow a clue,

of how I long to be with you,

and be the one by your side,

on the train of life we'd ride.

Oh songbird sweet as April rain,

I bless the day you came.

I Hear Dead People.

I Hear Dead People.

these cliffs carry a sound,

heard only at certain times,

in certain ways on certain days.

the laughter is of children,

at first I hear their joy,

then comes more, something unsure.

I felt a presence surrounding,

and fought to run far away,

but I knelt, lived what I'm dealt.

the voices became ever clearer,

a spectral awareness came nearer,

forcing me to stay, no running away.

old men of the turgid sea,

calling out, smiling toothlessly at me,

drowning in the dawn, long before I'd born.

then all they suffered was told,

how their lives were lost to cold,

gone into the deep, where ever they sleep.

but I hear more still saying,

the times when once 'a playin',

they fell so far, no safety bar.

and one man collecting eggs,

for those who'd pay he begs,

a simple wage, no more a sage.

tumbling down to the hell below,

is the echo I hear to show,

how lives were lost, at any cost.

such plaintive cries reaching skies,

above those swells they will ride,

below a swollen tide, will always hide.

all gone in days gone bye,

forever lost, the apple of my eye,

to grief I've known, only I can own.

for you and all those folk,

are missed endlessly, my heart broke,

your love I greet, till whence again we meet.

The Memory Mile.

The Memory Mile.

How old time has flown,

Brine and breezes serenade,

How we remember you,

And the love that you made.

In rows of belated memories,

The army look out to sea,

Carrying the love of friends,

For as far as the eye can see.

Down below, the waters churn,

But they'll not bother you now,

We mourn the light within your eyes,

But our love carries on somehow.

You came to change the world,

And for us you always will,

Here we remember good old days,

And the emptiness that you'd fill.

Man Alive.

Man Alive.

Oh yes that is the rain,

dribbling down my neck,

saturating cloth head to toe,

but I am brought alive.

I thrive,

somehow I'll survive,

to be this way alive.

Oh yes my face is tanned,

by sun I'm bronzed to glow,

everywhere, the roads I'm walking slow,

but I am brought alive.

I dare,

to dream of love,

and be this way alive.

Oh yes I breath fresh air,

fill my lungs, respire,

of this I cannot tire,

but I am brought alive.

I live,

and herald here,

this way to be, alive.

Oh yes it is your love I seek,

to hold you close to me,

this way I'd always be,

for I am brought alive.

To kiss,

and have your love,

to be this way, alive......

Ridiculous Attire

Ridiculous Attire

I know it's summer,

and you are going out,

but it's blowing a gale,

the chill is getting stout.

Your flawless skin reflects,

the youth without a vote,

and yes you're gorgeous too,

but put on a sensible coat.

I am sounding worried,

concerned, like your dad,

but I would be less voiced,

if I couldn't see more than a tad.

Youth is precious always,

so don't hurry to be grown,

better be warm and dry now,

than wearing that dress alone......

Crossing the swell

Crossing the swell

Below me, way off low,

sworls of turbulence grow.

driven by a force unseen,

those waters look awfully mean.

such trivia I shall know,

captivated by these edy's below.

would you have been so keen.

If I had been your dream ?

Under currents will run strong,

just like you and me belong.

in a similar part of joy,

like the proverbial child and toy.

a day came and I sat among(st)

the beautiful Daisey's carried along.

washed away out to sea,

like this love you're giving me.

Shower Power Electric Style.

Shower Power Electric Style.

Foreboding of a disaster,

Horizons fill with hate.

I spy a spike in light,

Sounding out across the night.

What has nature wrought,

What more to be taught ?

Shall I find power here,

To wash myself clean again ?

To push away every stain,

And make you mine, a gain,

The ferocity of precipitation,

Came flooding upon me then.

I stand naked, exposed, pure,

Waiting for nature to endure.

Or finish me with fire,

Bolt me to the smoldering pyre.

So it came so very hard,

I called but heard nothing.

Except the force of nature,

Ceremoniously create a wide rapture.

Near to where I stand,

Shame of earthly sin in hand.

Don't be thinking me mad,

Hoping a fork I had.

Drilling me into a hole,

Way below the ground a mole.

Rivulets come copiously down,

Rinsing everything even my frown.

To feel the awesomeness now,

Light me up until I glow.

Fixed my gaze into the night,

I gave up furiously, my fight.

And cleansed by ozone charged,

I'm raised again, feeling large.

Stood tall and missed again,

My soul refreshed, the pouring rain.

Locked in my Memory.

Locked in my Memory.

Few moments can be defined,

As this happening here today.

Sciences no more exact too,

Than being here, hypnotized by you.

Falling into a crystal blue lake,

Described by your soul full eyes.

I admit that I am lost forever,

Thoughts only that we'd be together.

Fascinated again, your pulse shows,

As I, that quickening fire.

And here we smile in hope,

You think like me, shall we elope ?

Ferry me over stixx to die,

If I not be yours now.

Forever I shall call your name,

Even if you'd not feel the same.

Getting these feet moving.

Getting these feet moving.

Spritely was that spirit,

to get me moving on again.

I sprinted into my overdrive,

until I felt the spots of rain.

Hiding 'neath the mighty Oak,

I had a while to breathe.

Let my feet rest from toil,

before I set out trudging leaves.

Rolling on mile after mile,

a force amidst natures glory.

Striding like a man possessed,

to walk and create a noble story.

As the wind, I raced ahead,

to be the warrior of peace.

Sharing company over many days,

and finding love to ever increase.

Its been a while now.

Its been a while now.

God I miss you.

Heard a laugh oft yonder,

'twas a trace of you,

my heart grew a little fonder.

How time has flown away,

your smile, gifts to another,

but I'd wished you'd stay.

Her stature, was once yours,

I caught a dream alive,

knew the greatest ever applause.

Happily I 'd caught your eye,

stole a moment from love,

before you slowly walked on bye.

How you had lifted me,

a girl so damned pretty,

and a spirit always free.

Hope I had once felt,

captured in a whirlwind scent,

divine, a goddess how you smelt.

Hovering as a spectral light,

we made such love again,

ten days, and then every night.

Hocus pocus was your spell,

but who would blame me,

as into splendid love I fell.

Horrible the day you left,

I cried so sadly barely slept,

was never before, this bereft.

God I miss you.....