Friday, June 08, 2007

...Smother Earth


...Breathing, is Leaving

...Inhale
...exhale
...inhale
...exhale
...inhale
...exhale
...inhale
...inhale
...inh

(life)

...Sow-ing The Seeds Of Love


...Wow...We

...these times are stolen and placed in our kindred heartes
...these are the delicious dish taken by the Knave of hearts
...the absence of kissing breeze on an ocean of love azure

...the feeling of the coyest look of a childe into a loving mothers eye
...a smile that illuminates the cheekiest moments of fun
...hear that rush? - the one that s-s-sways and moves the t-t-trees

...this place has just got to be some sort of stark and vivid dream
...how could it form itself from the inside of me and then grow so big and out
...the beauty of warm skin that will heal itself o'er juste mere colde time

...a boat seperates the water to make a journeyed wave
...resonating, it seems to me fore'evr away to reste across some far off distant shore
...the more I open up to let these feelings in the more of more I seem to hunger them fore

...have you looked down on from the heavens hung above
...10 miles high and everythings so small, down in the lower skye
...rising up not afraide to falle, knowing this feeling is alle

...animal eyes know no wrong, see them live well, and help them live so long
...create your own christmas every single day
...not wrapping paper, but consumerism throw far, far away

...I want to be in three places at one time
...and when I get to one of them, the other two stille seem far too fine
...maps look like food for dinner, feed me the world into my soul, deep insyde my inner

...look at the colours, look at them bleede to run, this is the place where our worlde juste begun
...I have saide many things in my short , sweet time on this worlde, but
...Never have I felt anything so pure as the gentle touche of your hande, when it touches mine

Thursday, June 07, 2007

...Standing On The Edge One Life - Looking Into Another


...S-Heaventh Wave

...I've never been so vulnerable as I am when I do not try
...I've never really abandoned total safety
...and flown carefree into the enveloping arms of the skye
...the chances are, that chances will, take a chance and passe you by
...shutters falle like shooting stars
...and I no longer look and see your eye

...the waters are calling, but so unknowne
...they may be so much than deeper than you'll ever know
...shed your defences and naked descend into this miasmic bliss
...remove your skin and throw awaye the bones

...no-one can live until they have died
...no-one can truly be happy until they have cried
...no-one can swim until they have tried

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

...Magick-All For You


...So Close, But Not So far

...Sometimes you have to create a magickal place
...sometimes you have to create enough space
...sometimes you have to fall in love with a beautiful face
...sometimes the furthest dream
...is worth the chase

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

...When I Touch - You React


...Mr Point

...Comprehensive, uncompromised, comprehension
...uncollected meanings, references are blurring as I wipe a tear for someone afar
...I read these scratched and embittered wordes and painte them blackeste they could withstande
...they were whiter than thou once – I am tainted as they and we become one
...coulde it be they weren’t for me?
...coulde it be that I over-looked something so easy to see?

...who coulde it be standing next to me?
...Miss understanding
...Miss understand, me?
...Miss understanding me?

...Eyelashed Out


...Impersonal

...Songs for whom I do not knowe
...maybe for me, maybe for you, maybe not
...I’ll not see what heart entwine these thoughts
...or those that see them naughte
...breathen from my open mouth to reste so gently across your lips
...one summers eve someplace special in a time not yet come

...like a colour not yet borne
...like a day not yet dawn
...like a feeling unfelte
...like a beat of the heart so disjointed
...they will mean all you ever wanted them to

...Cross Wordes For The Blinde


...Bounde, Not To Happen

...Writng the wordes to a book I know I’ll never read
...In this library of life
...tears stain the wordes to make them flow together so, so well
...takng a brush to repaint my heaven as this unbounde hell

...contort my crumbling structure into a cross of despair
...on the road to god doesn’t know where
...on the road to where no god can surely care
...i’ll turn to leave as soon as you tell me when we get there

...signposts sleep in the tall unkempt grass that see’s no distortion
...it’s all for you now...come take me portion by diminishing portion
...I never really, ever really finished anything I have started
...the trouble is now that I’m starting to doubt even that

...paint the dice, cheese for the mice, not once but twice
...I go blind, then close my eyes, and to your surprise
...you are unsurprised, your silhouette is defined
...but your delivery is untimed
...why are the curtains closed in the daytime?
...is my timing that flawed?


...cover me in Augusts shadow
...cover me in Augusts shadow for the winter it comes
...cover me in the shadow of what once was
...never to be clasped, never to be held and never to be missed
...icebergs crack under the strain
...landmasses merge and grow
...fyre tumult from blackened skyes
...I can only but cover these eyes

...chained and led one after the other they tred
...this is an unpublished chapter
...the unwritten tome
...quill and ink across flesh not fettered papyrus
...deeper, so much deeper than the skin I am bounde within

...Wish Well


...Wishing-You-Well

...I wish you well...what can I say?
...I wish you’d juste go awaye
...I wish for things that are purely wrong
...I wish for a meaningful, but wordeless song
...I wish for something so sublimely out of rhythmic tyme but it seems like this is a crime
...I wish the well I fynde myself in was drier than it is
...I wish I coulde tell whiche wish was whiche wish
...I wish a witch could cast a witch-wish-spell
...I wish I coulde choose which witch wish spell is which witch spell
...I wish I coulde stick to one witch-wish spell and not switch witches wish spells
...I wish for wishes more and more each daye
...But most of all
...I juste wish all this wishing coulde juste go a wishing-way

...Wring Pull


Monday, June 04, 2007

...An Empty Tin Rattles The Most

...If you evoked a fyre
...and let it blaze away and out of it's own control
...but cried loss for the forests you dwell within
...and let falle tears that are as yet unknowne

...in darque, darque places that lighte cannot e'er travel to fynde
...just like these bittersweet heartfelt and emotionless wordes
...to your verrye scarred soul across a desolate minde

...an open gate to a summers field that is lain out to dry
...tred verrye lightley my dearest childe
...o'er the path through my closing spiritual eye

...seeds of the worthy cascade from the palms of the injuste
...fallen so delicately by the wayside again
...waiting for that inhuman humane last touche

...sitting and observing the galleons of cloudes on their journey oh so high
...the vastness, the sheer belittling beauty of the open bluest sky
...insignificance rains so self-importantly from the landes above
...in a room such as this has now come to be
...with these four walls, but so berefte, no love

...illest windes they may continue to dance
...dervishes spin and cavort in a helio-eccentric trance
...sending their earthbloode through this house as it standes
...to them this is theirs, not our mosaic'ed patchworkened lande

...then how pray tell, oh wise man, is it that
...stormes let leashed and unfastened but beguiled
...that clench the verrye fist of the lowest of heavens
...that woulde raze whyte fyre and hellwaters
...woulde then come to twyste so greate through the smallest of windows?

Saturday, June 02, 2007

...Mine, Haul Mine


...Can Eye Buy You A Drink?

...life and soul of the party
...lifeless and souless at the party
...recollection is an art to appear
...funny, yes YOU - you're so funny
...clever, oh no doubt about that babey
...knowledgeable, you know so much
...sensual, just smouldering
...juste over a kisses distance awaye

...taking out the right clothes for any emperors enthronment
...bowling for the batter, the wickets not going to see any ball today
...filling your cake with your favourite filling
...scoring so big, yet talking so smalle

...I'll be everything you evere wanted, not needed
...the perfect lawn to mow, recently reseeded
...the worst advice at the moste appropriate time, never heeded
...I am all I knew you want me to be

...So clever, that I read you like the unbound booke
...so funny, that the joke may well be on you
...so knowledgeable, that I knew you'd like me, juste like I wanted you to
...it wasn't that hard to make you seem that easy

Friday, June 01, 2007

...A-Cross...The Great Divide


...Realigion

...there but for the grace of I, goes God

...Gone Today/Here Tomorrow