Open Letter

I never thought
We'd be another numbers game
Taking something predictable
To stand in for the love that never came

Now I see us
Sweeping across that checkered floor
Moving to a familiar beat now
And we've learnt to ask for nothing more

But don't let
The tears come to your eyes tonight
It was our hands that put this down
Before we even thought to put up a fight

So let me slip
From you hand finger-by-finger
Close your front door behind me now
And there is no need to linger

I walk home
To put my pen and paper away
We were writing you a letter
And I was trying to find more to say

But take the envelope
With these half finished things
Put them under your pillow tonight
And lets see what the future brings

Monkey Girl

I always find it hard to play as the bard
weave together words with the casual disregard
that you do for me when you're sharing your love
I struggle to keep up, choke on the letters i think of
I always have to sit and think it all out
Chase the phrase that amazes with the necessary clout
Cos i would never want to waste a single word on you
you're worth too many of the right ones to describe you who
lights up my life like a supernova sunshine
never a dull moment you're the exfoliant of my lovelife
Cleaning out the pores, no more sores
From what i thought was love that came along before yours

C/ I don't know if my world could turn without you
You're the sun to my earth I spin round you

This morning when I woke up you were lying in the bed
with your hands spread out upon me sun streamin through your hair
I nearly choked up. Seeing you right there
I was kissin you and I was wishing to have the right words to spare
start. stop. rescind. try again.
submitin my words about you like an application
To verbalise whats inside and try not to capsize
Our ship on the ocean our motion truly bonafide
It seems almost rude to chop your soul down
Into print that cannot simulate your inner clown
or your outer goddess whom I have to confess
regresses my best finesse to a flutter in my chest

C/

So here we are going far, yes we are
laughin and we're carvin out a future in the stars
Were gonna have to jump and dump the barriers
in chariots that carry us to forever marry us
cos its never gonna be easy peasy pudding or pie
keepin on the wheels of this chariot that we fly
We must polish it with trust as a must to beat rust
corrosional crust that grinds it down into dust
as long as we go on and maintain the airframe
never sever the tether that makes us feel the same
We'll see the end of our days in the best possible way
discovered with each other lovers never to fade

The Rabi and The Pirate

Once upon a time, there was a pirate that lived with a rabi
They were friends, to meet their ends, but time was running quite short for them
They stumbled on, and came upon a travelling circus
They leapt aboard, they were assured, that their service was needed

C/ Why did they fail so miserably?
When giving themselves oh so unselfishly?
How should you know, and why should you care
Anyway?

They couldn't have noticed the ringmaster practising voodoo
Or all of the clowns that sat down, and ate portions of human
They tried to get away, every day, but the bars were too thick to bend
And they prayed for their souls, never told what was lying in wait for them.

C/

One day they woke, to have a smoke, and their cages were open
They never stopped, to have a pop, at guessing their helper
And so they ran, looking a sham, in opposing directions
And the Ringmaster laughed, dropped a scarf and the clowns chased off after them

C/

End

Unrequited

Would you believe me if i said i needed
To know you're alive just to carry on breathing
You are the lifeblood that runs in my veins
You give me the pleasure that tethers my pain


Where do we stand are we stood on your land
or am i just crushed in the palm of your hand?
I want you tell me if you really love me
So If you do not i can set myself free

If you don't love me I might as well not be
Just wasting my time in a world that can't hold me
The way that you hold me and kiss and console me
I'd rather be dead than leave if you told me

to go

Hair like Waves

Hair like waves
Crash over me
Tangled in the night

Against my skin
between my fingers
I hold on tight

I stay awake
To watch them break
Fading in the light

Hair like waves
Crest on me
Forever in the night

A half~hearted poem?

I'm sorry I'm not the best I can be,
that I'm not that good as a friend, as you are to me.
I don't mean to be rude and turn up late,
I just loose track of things and can't concentrate.

What were we talking about? What were you saying?
Don't roll your eyes, I really am trying.
I'm supposed to be somewhere, doing something specific,
but I've forgotten again. Brilliant. Terrific!

I call you up on some pretense,
but I loose my track mid~sentence.
I say our farewells, for a whole 30 seconds,
then phone you back to ask the original questions.

Apologies for this poem that is obviously half~hearted,
I'm just not very good at finishing things that I've started.
There's no witty ending or elaborate clever twist,
Just a ramble of a poem, that's not quite finished.

The Crimson in us all

Please note: This is actually my first attempt at writing poetry for myself let alone an audience. Please be gentle in comment.

The taunting and name calling I feign I do not hear
With quick tiny steps my determined feet shuffle away
Fist clenched translucent white, I grasp tightly in my pocket
My little plastic Jesus bought for just 2 cents
From an aged woman in a corner market store.

Her eyes drowned in sorrow beared no life as
Her soul, long gone, left but a cavity of human flesh
Crimson blood her eyes cried silently
Cold fingers wrapped tightly about
My little plastic Jesus bought for just 2 cents.

Wandering about the stores, my 2 cents heavy in my pocket
I search for something worthy of my 2 cents
Found in sweeping the black and grey from the guttered path
When I see the dead woman crying Crimson blood
Clutching my little plastic Jesus tightly to her breast.

Her watched eyes pierced through my heart
And as the bleeding drowned my aching fear and pain
She grabbed my hand and into it pressed my little plastic Jesus,
Washing the Crimson red over both of us
The storm refusing to end I could not release her wrinkled hand.

The Crimson kept rising until I could no longer hold tight
And with the courage that I lacked she had lost her will to fight
Her soulless but steady eyes met mine and they said the end had come
And when I reached to grab her body tearing from mine she yelled
‘Don’t you even dare to follow me’.

My heart cried out and I tried in desperation to reach down
My 2 cents heavy in my pocket falling after her
But with my 2 cents she slipped below the Crimson
And as I felt my heart grow empty I knew she was dead
Leaving behind my little plastic Jesus bought for 2 cents.

I tried to live for both of us and fought the fight for two
But her love of life had gone and she had left in me a cavity
Of darkness lacking hope and heal the pain I could not
For love could not conquer fear and she who was the Crimson in us all
Faded behind the demons of pain, suffering and fear.

With that I will never be the same
But my little plastic Jesus bought for 2 cents knows
All too well how I feel and I clench my fingers tightly
Around the sliver of hope and light left behind the fear
Determined not to lose again.

I don't wanna be your friend no more

I saw you last night it was a real tough fight
To stop myself from reelin and keep feelin alright cos
I thought you were my friend someone i could depend on
but now the smoke has cleared i know what we had in common

The need to smoke weed, yes i have to concede
Is all that we were based on just a chemical need
That i no longer desire yes i got my own fire
I have to let it go and light a funeral pyre

c/I dont wanna be your friend no more
cos you don't give a f*ck about me no more
repeat

All you ever do is show me your tricks it makes me sick
how you want me to just suck on your dick
You show me magic it's tragic cos that's all you do
you never ask about my sh*t like i do for you

I curse myself for tryin to stop the flame dyin
time to start flyin stop myself from lyin
just because you called me every goddamn night
doesn't mean you cared about me you just wanted a site
to get yourself high and try to disguise
all the bullsh*t that you fed me as the truth and not lies

c/