I see you from a distant
my yells fall on deaf ears
the window pane is the barrier
I step out in the open
the snow chills
but the hearts warmth thrills,

I seek to hasten up
as in the wilderness slaps the breeze
reminds me of stark nudity
as I have left the brief
naked in mind, body and soul
I hark for thee

Oh Lord I am still unable to stalk
as I now alone walk.
to return to my cove
a blessed dark
cold merciless dungeon
saddened by my folly
that you will hear me
maybe!

Of everything a man is able to have
My hand has been a flock of swans

And the time of cabal is the same as
the time of humiliation

I guess
Deserts will again
Always lonely
Remind of some
Mysticism

Because I am the breath from the start
till the end of a stream

What I've always been

Alone

Love has passed us
like the wind
over the mountains
into shadow
Here now, we rove
Wretched
like ghosts
under these starless skies
and grey shores
bound in grief
and in misery
Until the passing of time.

Love has passed
like the wind
into Shadow.

In an hotel lobby the other day.
Just signing out after my stay.
I creaked as I went for the door
They say pride goes before a fall

This old body wanted to flirt with a piece of skirt
Walked out too fast tripped fell in the dirt,
Ironed the old shirt, sprayed it with after shave,
I think for the old sweaty smell to stave

My muscles have gone so it won't be long
Six feet under to sleep asunder
For that day in an oak box I will belong
Don't you dare pray, what use is it I wonder

impact has sown
symetrical
succinct

shorn ideals
leaflets of rules
fallen
asleep
beneath a ruse
of vacant stars

aiming in a trembling
motion of needles

the beacon steady
while the world banks
the word stumbling

everything locked down
behind the simplicity
of steel
knock down the doors
and let a seasons
rule rise up and impair
the histories

if and when
the turn completes
the slow sun swing
all angles and shadows

In all it's pastoral loveliness
lush green wilderness
I love England!

Vaughan Wiliams'
'Lark Ascending'
trails off from the Sonos
surrounding my room
with lush lyrical laments
I'm now lachrymose

An emigres memory
I sat by the hotel window
in Warsaw
last century
soft drubbing snow falling
remembering
verdant fields, panoramic skies
Lincolnshire cornfields
tears streaming down
powdered cheeks
leaving
moist trails

We've come to that time of day when I ask
the questions I know will be forgotten
and I listen to the syllables of
your discontent as they puddle into
the space we've built between our severed lives.

And I am awestruck that the inertia
of our tired misery has kept us here
while happiness and bliss and every good
thing dances in our vision and softly
whispers its promises of contentment.

I gave her my heart but she chose to be blind
so I wondered to myself if I've misread the signs
I asked for a chance, my request was denied
I won't prolong this dance, I won't give up my pride

In the silence, I called out her name,
knowing without her, Life won't be the same
but she turned away from me without a care
and left my wounded dignity, stripped bare

Haunted by memories of yesterday,
I closed my eyes and started to pray,
to find the strength and courage,
to take a bow and leave the stage

Those buds I chose both red and rose
to please your sight whenever you paused,
you held them where the heart's enclosed,
both red and rose those buds I chose.

Those stars I honed are like gemstones,
to end your boredom when you're lone,
to cease your moans, to end your groans,
like gemstones those stars I honed.

Those odes I wrote, when ink once flowed,
to cheer you up when life is slowed,
to lift up souls and take off loads,
those odes I wrote when ink once flowed.

the life flows
the eyes dilate
the mouth dries

the body reacts
the voice growls
sizzling in vowels
she feels in her stomach

bends on knees
stretchs the long youthful
beautiful neck

stares at her image in the
floor length mirror
her long straight hair
glossy and fresh

tingling in anticipation
of his large strong hands
the dexterity in his fingers
covered in rings
tatoos