Here he comes wearing bright colours
That say,
I'm getting in you're way

He doesn't take rejection easy
Try wafting away
In you're face
Instantly
Persistently

Gets his kicks this way
Try to make my excuses
Conversation brings
Subtle threat
Of a sting

At the speed of a
Golden eagle,
He'll hit you with
A needle

Compound eyes
Only see one view
Any other is
Out of view

To my relief
He sees something sweet,
Feet
Faster than wings
Off he buzzed.


Song - Blur, Charmless man

Walking past a window
I see a woman crying
Wondering about all the scenario's
That could have befallen her?
Boyfriend problems?
Financial situation?
Job stress?
Just having one of those days?

I do the only thing
I can
Send her positive thoughts
And carry on with my day

Kate finished chopping and   
Wiped a meaningless
Onion induced tear away
Carrying on with her day

The complexities of the mind
Can be overwhelming
Sometimes unkind

Don't go running scared
Be brave
You're soul
Laid bare
The good will arise
I swear

When he's about
Let the madman shout

There's a new craze
Down on the beech
People are having a blast
Looking for sea glass

Colours brown green and blue
Plus the clear one
You can see straight through

Now glass when broken is sharp
As you know
But the rumble and tumble
Of The ocean
And the smallest grains
Like the wings of a moth
Smoothes the edges right off

Taken from nature
Manipulated by man
Returning unwanted
Weatherd and torn
Something quite unique
Is born

ShApeS nAmed LeTters
PUt iNto a cErtaiN
OrDeR
CAn seNd MesSagEs
To ThE miNd'S eye
THaT crEaTe aN
ImAgEe
FOr inStAncE
A rEd RoSe

Had to call him Ziggy
It fit so well
Just a coincidence
I quite like
David Bowie

Wouldn't describe him as affectionate
A fuss when home from work
Then off to an empty room
"I want to be alone"

Now I'm put off by needy things
In the end they repel me
So Ziggy has the psychological
Upper hand on me
I'm needy for his affection

Ziggy the strange dog
When having a poo
Looks like a frog

Wish I could say
It's just me
But every day
Someone makes a comment
"He's a handsome boy"
"Where did you get him from"
"Wow, he can jump"

Now I stand in Ziggy's shadow
Someone asked another
"Do you know Nick?"
"Oh yeah,  it's Ziggy's dad!"

Conformation bias
On both sides
Our shadows
In disguise

White teeth
Rouge lips
Kissing baby's
Swinging hips

On and on
And on and on
It's got to end

Time to break
The status quo
Be you're own hero
Come on
Let's go

Snip
The cord was cut
I held you in one hand
Then a stimulator
Called an incubator

Right now
I'm holding on to you
For dear life

Bike riding
Through the twist and turns
We're hiding

You take risks
I would never do
But I have faith
We'll get through

Then I'm into the moment where
There's no moments
Zen

How long do we get?
How many can we fit inside?
I reply like it's the first time
Gotta take pride

Have my ******* jokes
It makes them laugh
"Mind you're rowlocks" when you step inside lad's.
Watch out for the crocodiles, they escaped from the zoo.
Just over the side
If you need the loo.

Lookout for the terrapins
I can tell you think it's a joke
But it's true
Don't believe me?
I'll show a picture to you

Where did they come from?
During the winter, where do they go?
Never answer
"I don't know"

I've held many positions
From the bottom to the top
Some good
Some bad
They kept me a float
But never been happier
Helping people, inside a boat

Insignificant!
But what if we're not?
Not everything's known
Inside the ***

Our minds hold
A handful of sand
Look to the desert and
Understand

I have a recurring dream
Settle down
I'll set the scene

An old house I'm renovating
Quite large with many rooms

Outside the garden needs tending
A fishpond with murky water
Broken statue
Needs mending

There's a feeling of foreboding
I try to ignore this
Concentrate on the work
One day it will be
A fine holding

There's a cupboard that's hard to find
You can climb right inside
To a shaft leading down
A
Long
Way
Down
Once you reach the bottom
There's a tunnel
That goes straight ahead
Taking a walk down
I start to forget
It's small things to start
But the further I go
More is forgotten
I'm compelled to carry on
But where do I stop?
Until I've forgotten who I am?
Until I've forgotten how to turn back!
How far can I push forward?
Each time
I try to go
Another step
Forward
Then
One
Last
Thought
Is
Left
TURNAROUND

Each step back
Brings a memory back
It's at this point
I awake

Every time I return
The renovation
Has progressed
Fish now swim
In clear water of the pond

The feeling of foreboding
Is lessening
Birds outside
Now singing

But
That cupboard is still
Hard to find
I know
If of the mind
Could find
And one more time......

Going round in circles
Like a boat upon waters
Of a moat

Seeing the same scene
Over and over
And everything in-between

The journey becomes tiresome
"I've seen it all before"
Then Heraclitus comes knocking at the door

Kick off my shoes
Feet once again
Sliver into the river

I'm seeing everything
For the first time
Again

As a child
What left a mark
Always afraid of
The dark

In bed
Always a tear
Face's
And people would appear

Something had to be done
This darkness
Couldn't be outrun

My bedtime routine
Flick the switch
To light up the landing
Go up the stairs
Into my bedroom
Put the bedside light on
Before switching off the landing light
Avoiding any fright

One night
I gave myself a challenge
To go up stairs
Without the landing light
Make it to the bedroom
Before allowing myself
To put the light on

So
One foot
After the other
I climbed the stairs
Trying to not get scared
Freezing my imagination was
A concentration, taking it slow, to
Run would have been a cheat, keeping
In mind, that this feeling would end, I'd ■
Get to my bedside light
And when I did
With new eyes to see
Darkness would no longer scare me
Darkness would no longer scare me
A deal made to myself
But I had to reach
The light on the shelf

Click
The bedroom was lit
I'd conquered it
Off went the light
Off I went to sleep

You stole a poem from my heart
So now I can't separate
Real life from art

Never liked the news
What got their hooks
Was reading books

Independent journalists
Had a different take
Than the media's stake

This can be a lonely path to choose
Keep you're mouth shut
Or friends you loose

Watching what they say
Like watching an actor in a play
Maybe it will change
One day?

Fantasy merging with reality
Is it a possibility?

Such merriment
Discovering the double slit experiment

Observation changes what is seen
What is believed slips in-between  

When a thought reaches critical mass
Wipes the floor of the past

Trust and betrayal
Love gone on a sail

The heart mustn't get clinical
Or the brain will get cynical

I'm Venus the trap
Beware of my trigger hairs
For a fly
The Beginning of nightmares

After I've digested
My evolution
Was Well invested

Soon I'll open up
And Reset
I'm a plant
So don't get upset

In a field
I see
A Celtic shield
  
Roots like fingers
Searching for the netherworld
Branches feeling light
Sound of songbird
Day and night

From under your shade
My mind can see
The land of faerie

A leaf under my tongue
Brings forth a song

Dance of the faerie queen
What beauty to be seen

To the aspen tree
We all bend the knee
Step 1 2 3

Little voice crying
The tortoise is dead

Oh no
There won't have been any pain
The words of comfort try too explain

Tell you what
A nice little box I've got

We can put Tommy inside
A hole in the garden  
Under earth he can hide

I'll make up a song to sing

Poor tortoise dead and gone
Left me here to sing his song

Pretty little tortoise with a shell stuck on
Poor tortoise dead and gone

I've just checked on Tommy
Good news

Not dead but sleeping
I explain

The funeral cancelled

I'm met with disappointment
Then these words do I hear

"Shall we **** him?"

Chaos and confusion
Can lead to disillusion

There's only one way to be
To make these eyes see

Properly

Pragmatic in the attic
a calmness and clarity

it’s the only way to be
pragmatic in the attic
To make these eyes see

Properly

Stuck my head
through a hole to the other side

The mind takes a dazzling ride

Hold on too fleeting golden memory
But
it
falls
to
the
bottom
like a dream now forgotten

Either or?
There must be more?
To explore

And of course there is
But it can make conversations a bore
Either or

Sometimes we open the door
To no longer
Either or

The door marked
No time
Everything else
Is left behind

The glue that binds
Place with no mind

The bygone collider
Tingling you're spine like a spider

Every facet of the past
Now nailed to the mast

All decision now made
Comes at a price already paid

Or

The wings of  hummingbirds
Complex patterns
Of straight lines and curves

New infinite patterns emerge
1 2 3 5 8 13 21 34 55
The honeycomb inside the hive

Short lives
Always left wondering
What new songs
Could they be singing?

Short lives

Smashing jail house rock
For 42 years
Released in 77
Felt like I'd died and gone to heaven

Short lives

I'm getting it on
When I stare through
My corkscrew hair

Short lives

Taken to soon
Keith first man on the moon

Short lives

27 times
Waiting for Jimi's new rhymes

Short lives

No funny games
Buddy don't fly them plains

Short lives

An old poet called Jim
Still has the occasional
Whisky or gin

Long lives
Imagine playing mind games forever?

The star's are obscured by clouds
Like curtains hiding a stage
I wait
For the play to begin

Bumbling around
To a Dire Straits sound

You're definitely not woke
With that Dad joke

From inside the shed
Beer is brewing
"Just planting some seeds"
Who's he fooling?

But
Now my eyes can see
Not
A
Caricature
It's all about
LOVE
In this role that he plays

From you're bedside
The last words spoke
Delivered to me
One last Dad joke

Now
Heart broke
Time to tell the kid's
My own Dad Joke

Somethings a hatching

                     The dog's a scratching

What is that I see?

                                        A crazy flea!

I try to incarcerate
                            But the jam jar is too late

            Next time I'll be quick

                  You
                        Luna tick

Sunlight shining on the flower
Giving bliss

it's photosynthesis

Neutrinos Cosmic fleas
interdimensional bee's

Long long ago
Deepest hole
Creation of coal

Burst through from the other side
Jump on a bike
Take a ride

What thoughts inside my head
All this
While asleep in bed

Are dreams a real place?
Or just the space
Behind the face?

When I was little, a voice in my head, said.
“there’s a monster underneath my bed”

Not liking the fear that he gave
A part of me was it's slave

I needed to be brave
Look him in the eye

It was time for a monster hunt
Not knowing the word confront

Monster underneath my bed
Are you inside my head?

Jump up, you can't get me
Claws grabbing that you cannot see

Eye’s closed
Stick my head under the bed
Open up after three
There was nothing there to see

Earbud buddy's
Shut the world out

Earbud buddy's
Silent scream and shout

Earbud buddy's
No eye contact for me

Earbud buddy's
Nothings for free

Earbud buddy's
No man is an island
You wait and see
Interaction,  it's not for me.

Sister
         There's
                     A
                      Twister
                                   Heading
                                                 Our
                                                       Way
                                               Avoid
                                               I
                                      Must
                               This
                        Gust
                    Of
            Dust
    Let's
Be
   On
       Our
             Way

The kaleidoscope
has been shaken

The pieces are
in flux

Fear and ignorance
divide

Balance is the power
love and truth
unite.

"If a big bang occurs and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"

Climbing up the mountain
The summit to behold
No holding to this moment
Soul will not be sold

Decending has it's lessons
The journey must be made

Mind must be free
Never made a slave

Ground level is for pondering
Many holes to walk around

Hold on to something half forgotten
Strong will must be found

One day on the horizon
A mountain can be seen

A calling to the summit, and everything
In-between.

Started with toys
They ment so much to me
Through the shop window
Wonderful things to see.

Then one day
I gave them all away.

Love of music
What a pleasant way to be,
Vinyl, cassette, cd's
Ment everything to me.

Then one day
I gave them all away.

Now no trinkets, but eyes see clear and far
Mind free to fly on the day I gave it all away.

Let there be darkness
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey


There could be a call
that wakes us from our sleep
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

Everyday I put a moment away
believing this to be true
and as I try to think
through the swirling of the ink
something's surrounding me

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

There could be a thought
that could change everything
gaining us
strength to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

If I loose my way
through twisting of the day
colours fading away
I know all's not lost
as I start to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of grey
not just one shade of grey