WIRED TO THE MOON

Why keep feet on the ground when the stars call your name?

And why stay on one planet in life’s cosmic game?

Don’t matter ‘bout matter – all this comes to pass

A vacuum, a vortex, a meanlingless mass

Be all that you can be, whatever that is

And seize every second your days have to give

Make your life have meaning, have passion and zest

For all you encounter feel grateful, feel blessed

Don’t stay with a whimper then fade into dust

Leaving spaceship on standby to crumble and rust

You’re more than a comet, a planet or star

Much more than a cosmos or galaxy far

Don’t simply be ‘part of’, instead lead the gang

Refuse to go softly, go with a big bang

Have courage, be different, compose your own tune

Don’t ever be ‘normal’, be budding and bloom

Find your outer limits and orbit here soon

Why plug in to earth when you could be wired up to the moon?

TIME

 

“Time heals” they say, suppose this true

Then why am I still hurt from you?

“Time heals” they say, I can’t agree

My wounds are open still they bleed

“Time heals”; I wish, ‘cause maybe then

I could forget and start again

“Time heals the grief”; no chance I fear

Take more than time my pain to clear

Time heals the muddled tortured mind?

Just read my thoughts and you will find

The only thing that time can do

Is prolong the anguish caused by you.

THE WINDOW

You flicked my lock
And opened wide
My wall-less heart
And peered inside
You took my hand
You held my frame
Then smashed it up
“I’m not to blame”
You saw my soul
I gave you all
Still not enough
You watch me fall
For now I am right here for you
There’s nothing more to say or do
If you are torn, to us be true
Shut up and find a different view…

THE MAN WHO STOLE HER SONG

I close my eyes and think of you

My heart sings

I feel your soft kiss on my mouth
My heart sings

I hear you say my name out loud
My heart sings

I see your name on phone or mail
My heart sings

I watch you sleep and touch your face
My heart sings

The thought of meeting up again
My heart sings

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I close my eyes and you are gone
My heart cries

I feel your tender kiss no more
My heart cries

I hear you say one last goodbye
My heart cries

I feel your name etched on my brain
My heart cries

THE HAUNTING

 

Wherever I wander your face haunts my mind

Your powerful touch, overwhelming demand

Whenever I breathe I taste you on my tongue

I’m still hearing your voice through every love song

You’ve gotten me feeling emotion intense

The rest of my world it no longer makes sense

You, alone reduced me to this

Night after night I hunger your kiss

Even when I’m elsewhere in embrace

Doesn’t matter with whom

Or what time

Or which place

I’m in constant torment from the haunt of your face.

 

THE GIFT

 

God wanted revenge for the sins of the world

So he gave us this ‘gift’ without warning or word

Something tempting yet painful he sent from above

He looked on with pity and called this gift ‘love’

THE END

 

I’ve never felt hurt quite so deep, I’ve never lost quite so much sleep

I’ve never shed so many tears, in all my life of hurting  years

I new you’d be with someone else, I knew I’d have no second chance

But knowing doesn’t compensate for the sense of loss or deep felt hate

You really don’t care what I feel, on that one night you made this clear

When asked to come and talk to me, no explanation did I hear

No reason why to make me see, not even an apology

You can’t see why I feel this way, you think there’s nothing left to say

I tried to keep my tears discreet, but mis’rably admit defeat

I tried to keep my rage intact, but under pressure slowly cracked

Although I tried to surface strong, I’d kept composure for so long

That all my efforts came in vain, the time had come to rid my pain

Reluctantly I gave release and realised a new found peace.

For now I have no shred of hate, no trace of love to contemplate

I know I’ve said all this before, but this time I have closed the door

I hope at last they all can see, I’ve locked you out and thrown the key

Before ‘the end’ was premature, but now it’s not of that I’m sure

One day soon you will conceive, just what you’ve lost in losing me

And lost you have there’s no maybe

This IS the end I guarantee.

TAXI

I rarely hailed a yellow ride

There always seemed to be

So many black ones passing by

With space to carry me

 

 

I wait, I hope, there’ll come along

A brightly painted lift

Yet on the kerbside I remain

Refuse at first to shift

 

 

Then slowly come to realise

Perhaps I have no choice

It is a futile mission

Waiting for a ghost Rolls Royce

 

 

And so I hail the next along

And make my deathly bed

Immersed in darkness I can see

A dead end lies ahead

 

 

As I vacate protective shell

Slam shut the open door

My journey ends

And trusted friends

Need carry me no more.