There was a story like Romeo and Juliet
where they didn’t die
but lived as birds in the sky
I ate from the plates with the willow pattern
I can‘t chant in words of Latin
but I believe in love
It’s light doesn’t just from above
it is a secret that is handed down
from woman to man
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Ghost stories
Rain falling on the decomposing leaves
cold autumn air breathed in warm lungs
the wind blows muttering ghost stories
into our ears.
Pumpkins carved into wickedly twisted smiles
we dress up for Halloween discos and parties with style
gathering sweets as we go
while the full moon glows
Bonfires built as we wait for the 5th of November
when fireworks will explode and sparkle in the night sky
we remember the gun powder plot
as we toast marshmallows on the bonfire.
You are darkness
You are darkness
but there are stars shining in that darkness
the night gives the stars room to shine
and heaven is a heart that mines
all the diamonds in the sky
for us when we die
you cannot have the light without the dark
you cannot have light without a spark
which illuminates the dense darkness of night
we gravitate towards the light
we need it’s warmth like a beacon
otherwise we weaken
but the dark is place of growth also
and we grow in the dark towards the light.
A man filled to the brim
A man filled to the brim
with importance like a full pint
waiting to have his glass smashed
and the contents on the bar room floor
in a bar room brawl
or drunk or consumed
by time
I unlike have had my confidence dashed
my pint glass gone it’s contents drunk
I skulk in the background
I was only ever a lemonade man
in the shade never seen or scanned
by eyes
my life never pretty lies.
The God twins spoken word track
Don’t you remember when we were kids
Don’t you remember when we were kids
when you proposed to your childhood crush with a hula hoop ring
sung nursery rhymes and pretended to be king
of a castle and that your friend was a dirty rascal
played hop scotch in the playground
and run across and TIG your it
and you ran across the school yard with glee
just because you could with me
we though it was great to grow up
but we sometimes miss those days
finger painting and art
now all we dream of is shopping carts
and money ain’t it funny
how growing up was a trap
and how we used play was so inventive
creating pretend treasure maps.
I love you beyond
I love you beyond the life I lead
Beyond the daydreams I had as a child
Beyond this cage of bone
Beyond the words I pray
I love you beyond the fabric of dark matter
Beyond the earth which houses my body
beyond belief and believing
beyond the sands of time
beyond gravity which holds me down
beyond the demons of desperation
I love you beyond separation
Beyond my eyes which gaze
beyond music which sings out
In the blackest hope I will find you
and I will grasp your hand
sit with you and make you understand
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.
The haunted man
The haunted man
Haunted by your voice
your smile, your eyes
love doesn’t come easy it’s no surprise
but if I try to court others
I will always compare them to you
I swear to you I can’t
it may link to my delusions
and there is no exact solution
except you being with me
but our story is with me.
I plough on
strength through love I am strong
but my first lesson from my uncle
was that life’s not fair
I only know that I care
for in a story love is the only treasure
it is gold
I won’t let my love for you waste away or grow cold
Because princess 6
I can’t love anyone else
some animals mate for life
at least I was your friend
but in the end the eternity ring
was not enough to keep you with me
but I still love you and can’t get you out of my head
Love is the colour it’s blood red.
The story will die with us
The story you’ve kept secret all these years
Dies with you
Caught on the tongue
Stung on your heart
Like a bee
I talk to myself
All I am left with a voice and story I can’t say
I pray I will meet you to talk to you in person
but our fears have worsened
You are a part of me that never goes away
It is our story that sticks in my throat
Like a bone
I am cold and alone
naked without the story we fashioned
Ashened and sack clothed
In my jaws of justice
I can’t say how I feel
I kneel at the gates of heaven
or hades
hoping that the trees will shade me
I talk to their branches and leaves
but does any one truly believe?
I was a messenger once
Cursed to talk of love
But never know
What it means
Even in my dreams
I cannot grasp a sense of success
if my story’s true
Then the colours of the rainbow belong to me and you
and I am your guardian.
