Monday, 20 February 2012

an extraordinary time - year B

i remind myself frequently
of all of the abuse
i suffered in silence
there's a constant voice
expressing its concerns
each time i recognise
who's lying.
there's too much trouble
waiting for me
just for setting forth
out the door
and the reason's why
i can't decide
except to say that
i am not wrong!

Saturday, 18 February 2012

46. the well

the divine nature
of the hearts' changes
rhythm, rhyme
and persistant frustration
the only time
i think i'm happy
these days
is when i am thinking
of your sky blue eyes
so many wise words
and honesty
beat the rhythm
of my heart
bang on the drum
rattle the chains of plenty
and throw the trash out in the yard
`cause i'm in a gilded cage right now
and no enemy can bring me down
and though i had thought
i had something true to say
the words can't be formed
by my tongue.
so, this is my kiss - for your lips
it's no secret you warm my heart
you're so kind
and i want you to know
the original Theseus
was Lela Starr.

but be warned!
i must have told you
so many times before
there's a tiger in the street
the butlers' a shit
and the elephant stinks
for all it's worth.

Thursday, 16 February 2012

the appliance of science ~#:+_}2

there is nothing
so frustrating
than a chance to wretch
i was missing the toilet
and bought an appliance
for my comforts' sake
i told the last one so many times
i that she was scewed
but the thoughts
i had cherished
well, there's my sex
and the washer woman
can't handle my jealousy
it's unfair, they cry!
i have no wife, no children
no scent to call my own -
 - and ridicule!
Ha! - so observant
i guess you believe
every perfume is used to cover
a greater lie to be rinsed from the dogs bed
reeks more than any pour homme i would have had
to beg of another the truth
then no more, i know i stink
if happiness is to be forever elusive
then grant me shame in my words,
dignity in my work
and intelligence in my Beko.

Wednesday, 15 February 2012

the mourning star a mourning after

the day returning
the evening before
spent alone and mourning
for all the loves i have not
no greater are the speckles of light
above my head
than the wishes i have had for nothing more
than some long missed dream of my youth
that was well spent in the company of strangers
for all of the blessings i craved
the praise,
the shame in dignity
as my mother would quote the Bible
proslytising God's good name...
i imagine she sings loudly,
- 'i lost my Son today - i am ever so proud!'
the Annunciation,
Corpus Christi,
Amazing Grace,
any of the songs of deep reverence
to those forces beyond our worldly thoughts
coming in from the blackest night as worries we cannot solve.
i apologise to those who i couldn't support
i never did forget you either
we just -
we just -
oui je -
well, we just didn't meet the same day
there was no right answer - just a confusion of morals
and my wish to be married!
though to be true,
had i known what it is to be a man of great learning
then i have no idea why i cared so much for one
and not at all for all others!

Thursday, 9 February 2012

thought for the day!

every vile dirty creature
each hideous thing that crawls
all stinking things spitting bile
are worthless female scum

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

polemical reality

the beliefs i had
when i was a young man -
someone will love you
and they can't harm you
your mother and father
will always be there
smoking pot's inconsequential
and no one cares,
- working is easy -
- college is fun -
sex is a natural thing to be done
criminals are punished
and the government cares -
- that you inherit your birthright
and your parents' are yours.
your lifetimes' efforts
will not be in vain
hard work is rewarded
everyones' your friend!
may the good Lord beseech you
for proslytising his name
`cause the world is a witness
to the bad guys' shame!

Saturday, 4 February 2012

bring me faith or death!

i was angry to witness
the evil nature
of human kind's plan
the evil ones' stature
hell, Lord above!
i was a witness
to his creation
only to find
there was no devil worse
than his only begotten Son
upon the cross
- had i never read,
the good news of John
or distributed his words
then i would not know
that every letters' a curse
the evil one
is toothless to challenge
the omnipotent power
of an unseen assassin
who'll bring
the whole world to an end
and bless those who discover
that something is wrong
with human nature
and the games
they play,
and then you will know that
'I am the Lord.'