Angels bleed

Angels bleed in and around me

you ask me for sanity 

I only ask for a reason.

The place where sleeping angels lie

was it a mistranslation?

are they alive or dead?

All those angels sleeping in my head

I knit the truth from telling lies

like the stories I use to tell truth

I stand aloof.

My story an angel’s tale

illusions fail

and I flail all at sea

a sea of tears 

which has fallen from a billion eyes 

Set on the backdrop of broken promises

yours and mine

A heart bleeds divine

but like the ticking clock it has to stop

when the batteries fail.

God detective

Lamentable

Preventable our pain

dropping like rain

if we had perspective

like a god detective

we would see

rain nurtures

and the sun can burn

I stand with you

a man for all seasons

treason is not letting go

the truth is hard to swallow

but sister I’d follow you into the depths

weeping tears which kept

filling buckets like the rain

I love you it is constant like the waters beneath us in underground lakes

love is in us it wakes from our eyes.

I am old school

Listening to tunes on my CD player

I am old school I don’t need to tell yah

dance music on repeat 

the sun is up no need to sleep

drifting in a musical haze

come on life is full of care free days

at least for today

let’s get together 

feel the music flowing through our bodies

oddly enough I have dreamt about adventure 

and dancing care free 

with you is where I want to be.

England

St George slays the dragon

In this pleasant land 

we drink tea and jump on the band wagon

and celebrate and plan.

Wimbledon will be soon on Tv

football and rugby a part of our history

sporting achievements living the dream

to remember a Red Cross and white background colour scheme

Shakespeare, Jane Austin Jk Rowling and Dickens

this country has literary greats new and old

to name a few 

Keep us warm beside the fire burning through and through

Sandwich board lives

From skid row street
to death row and where they meet
you’ve exchanged your life
For a dollar sign and strife
crack alley coloured black
devil cries into your pipe
where shit travels
and you forget to wipe
where is the contrast?
Life for rent
Broken and bent
the colour, the shape of your heart
Before it was torn apart
Give me the child of hope
not the man who copes
with life emotions cut loose
the tyranny of time’s choice
you’ve lost your voice
chasing the dollar
forgetting to holler
about your dreams
while your desolation screams
sandwich board lives.

The title is “sandwich boards lives”because people in this sort of crisis have lost their voice and yet they wear despair and loneliness like a sandwich board you can see it in their face and how they present themselves.

Clean up before you leave

Rubbish mountains of plastic
dirty knickers with left over elastic.
Trainers and land fill kickers
bottle tops and yogurt lids
and pots of paint
our landfill legacy.

capital gains the pains of consuming
is the packaging goes to waste
we need to change our ways with haste
pick up the pace
clean up before we leave
our children with our legacy
our throw away culture
Picking through the leftovers like vultures
sucked into our planets polluted pain
We cannot thrive while the grass is stained
Gaia cannot take the strain
We cannot get away without our share of the blame.