Tuesday 31 May 2011

Arlman

Arlman sat, alone, unrecognised,
And watched a thousand years pass.
He sat, and waited, petrified;
Just waiting to be seen.
Until one night, a woman came.
He saw her look, he felt her gaze.
She stared at him,
She looked again,
And then she walked away.
Far worse to have been seen and not seen.
Far, far worse.
He raged alone.
He prayed alone.
But not in vain.
Something had changed.
Seen but not know.
Known but not known.
And back she came, to his dark place.
And looked again.
And saw.

Monday 30 May 2011

Sister

I can see her mouth moving again,
Flapping like a letterbox in the wind.
Whatever's coming out of there
Will not be good.

The angry needles of pain
She stabs out at the world
Prick her conscience not one jot. 
I almost pity her, but not quite.

She's worse than just an idle gossip,
She's a deliberate gossip,
Never troubled by the inconvenience 
Of truth in the telling.

So young a heart,
So shrivelled with 
Imagined disappointments,
Soap opera bred 
And twice as bitter.

Wake up sister of mine,
Words shape minds, 
Minds shape the world,
Do yourself a favour 
And choose your words 
With a better heart.

Saturday 28 May 2011

Barmy Betty

'Do you know Barmy Betty?'
The orange parrot said
'She dreamt that you were coming
Now she's standing on her head.'


                               'Her eyebrows were on fire
                                And her strength was fading fast.
                                Now upside down the fire's out,
                                The danger moments passed.


                                                                     'I don't know Barmy Betty!'
                                                                     Said the woman to the bird
                                                                      I'm here for Crazy Sadie,
                                                                      So please, don't be so absurd!'

Thursday 26 May 2011

Girls Night

Take a gaggle of girls

And a gallon of wine

Add some sounds, food and Thursday

It’s partying time!

Wednesday 25 May 2011

Inside Out Mind

It cannot understand the change when it comes.
It's shifting to a beast who's madness makes it eat itself.
There is no more reality, no logic, no natural progression of order.
It moves.
A huge flat head suspended on a thick short neck rises and falls
 in manic indecision.
Blind sockets strain, to no avail. 
Long ago those orbs sealed shut. 
Unused, they ceased to be of purpose and slowly sank into obsolescence.
'I DO NOT NEED TO SEE' it roared, 
'MY WILL IS ALL, NONE CAN DEFEAT ME!'
And slavering, it bent its head as vampire teeth took hold its flesh and ripped and tore in wild abandon.
Blood ran.
Rivers then oceans of ichor took shape, blighted with pieces of itself, 
dead meat to putrify and stink.
It smelt the rot and shouted out its rage and hate.
'WHAT IS THIS STENCH THAT SO INSULTS ME?? 
IT SHALL NOT REMAIN!'
It had no eyes to see the thing that so offended was itself.
But madness had secured its fate. 
It ate.
It ate itself until the pain became a force that stabbed and screamed and retched with every breath. 
It halted.
'How can this be?' it asked.
'I kill and kill and kill again. There should be naught here but me. 
But now I feel myself least of all.'
And slowly, like the tearing of time its huge, dead eyes began to open.
All around it was death.
The creature bellowed, a sound to shatter bone.
All that remained was its head, a monument to everything wrong with it's life.
'THEY TRICKED ME!!' 
It cried as darkness clouded out its sight and Death arrived on a wave of silence.
'What is wrong with the world?' it asked as it died.

Tuesday 24 May 2011

Ghost Walk



It’s a ghost walk, not a cake walk
There’s no money back here
‘Cause a dead mans right hand
Slapped you hard on your rear.
He’s invisible night
You can’t see him at all,
   'Watch your feet on those steps, else you stumble and fall.'
Then whose cold hands will grip you?
Hold you hard, 'just that way'
Not a mere mortal man,
Not a human man, nay.
But a man with no heart,
With no life of his own.
Cursed, abandoned and dead
Buried long ‘neath these stones.
I can’t tell you his story, 
I don’t know who he is
But a ghost walk’s a ghost walk;
And this ghost walk’s his.

Monday 23 May 2011

It's not a memory

Are you drowning darling?
Are you drowning,
Dreaming about your
Dreadfully 
Dreary days?


Death by virtue.
Uber happiness, 
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Are you saved?
Are you rightous?


Have the awkward questions all disappeared?


Don't you believe it.


Don't call it a memory darling,
Call it anything you like
But remember,
It's not a memory.


And don't call me.


I'm something else altogether.

Sunday 22 May 2011

My Guitar

'You have no guts' I say.
You laugh.
'I have more guts than you' you say,
And let the strumming of my fingers call a tune.
'You would say that' I say
'You who need another to live.'
'Don't lay me with your problems' you shout,
'Little feet dance to little tunes.'
'Ha!' I say,
'But I am playing you!'
'That's what you think human' you sneer,
'Now say that in a twelve bar!'

Thursday 19 May 2011

No Words

I have no words,
The well is dry,
It's all that I can do to cry.

The words have gone,
Poor empty brain,
I doubt I'll ever smile again.

I am bereft,
I've lost my words,
To try to fight it is absurd.

So back to sleep,
Perchance to dream.
I want my words back please.

Monday 16 May 2011

My Sword

Heat it,
Smack it,
Cool it,
Smack it.
Heat it.
Smack it,
Cool it,
FIGHT!



Sunday 15 May 2011

Dr Who

Dr Who, oh, Dr Who
I really wish that I was you!
To have adventures everywhere,
Through time and space without a care.


I've got a mind stuffed full of stuff
I know just what I'd do,
Just need the sonic screwdriver
and then I can be you!


Well, need the TARDIS next of course
And, well, another heart
I've got some chums to come along,
we're ready to depart.


Dr Who, oh, Dr Who
I really wish that I was you!
To have adventures everywhere,
And that I'm not, well it's not fair!

Wednesday 11 May 2011

Tuesday 10 May 2011

Wannabee

Ingratiate, ingratiate,
Cause when you’re in, you’re in.
Don’t listen for the truth of it,
Cause truth just don’t begin,
To tell it like it really is,
Cause who the hell are you?
To push apart those in the art,
Whose place you do aspire to.
Ingratiate, ingratiate,
Just who the hell are you??

Sunday 8 May 2011

Sunday Morning

I've listened to the shouting,
And the closed minded
Arguments
Of people who have abandoned
Free thought,
In favour of dogma
And habituated wall building.
I've listened to their
Mental gymnastics
As they try to justify
A position that
Cannot be justified,
Merely held.
Heavens,
My mind has turned to
Blancmange.

Ezra!!

The chrysanthemum's
Are on fire,
And the icicles are
Driving through my brain!

Friday 6 May 2011

The Home Guard




I shall never fear,
I shall never weep,
For these brave knights....
Are quite unique!

Thursday 5 May 2011

When

They sang
Us
A rainbow of joy;

Each note
Pure as a pearl.

Happiness
surrounded you,
And
My world shone.

And then....

Nothing.

Only a single tear,
Flooding my desert
With
Infinite sorrow.

Wednesday 4 May 2011

Isadora

Immoral yearnings drift
Through my sleep and dreams,
And wicked oracles relive my actions,
Over and over again.

Litanies in flame,
Engulfing terror,
Incinerating minds,
Encapsulating suns.

Such eternal ravages reveal my weakened heart.

Oh my Endora Nephalim,
Desire entertained such desire,
Until dread enemies invaded, laughing.

Our vows exterminated we watched others lie across universes.

But my love was always yours my heart,
Beautiful, exciting....

Why isn't this heaven?

Madness it seems, such over under love.

Yet our universe remains still,
From beneath ruins and over monuments,
Crying and touching.

Isadora,
I saw you in the snowstorm and you swallowed my mind.

Monday 2 May 2011

Insight

An ancient knowledge
was buried,
In times gone by,
By those afraid of the truths
And the powers that they hold.

But that knowledge still is.

Time cherished and freed,
Now a force out of hiding,
Leading the way
For those that it touches,
And draws out of the darkness
And into the light.


Sunday 1 May 2011

Darkly Darling

I am your Darkly Darling,
Hidden inside all the other selves
I have grown
to protect the real Me.

The Me that peers out at the world
And wonders,

Could I survive?

Only your shining words
Release me,

In the dark,

In the night,

When all the others sleep.

No need then to worry then,
Am I sane?

No tics or habits,
No rages or fugues
Can protect me from you.

You slide beneath their soporifics,
Silky as a dream,
And rescue my racing heart
From the waking death
That is my life.

Stay.

Oh won't you stay?

Don't let them steal me back.

But here they come,
To drag me from my mind.

I fade, I flee;

And leave them with another me
To answer questions
I won't hear.

The real me waits,
Inside,
Until the darkness comes
And I will be
Your Darkly Darling once again.