In silent ways

I speak to you in silent ways
the stillness you hear in you is me
I am the breath when you awake
the warmth that fills your heart
when it aches
the light you seek when you despair
you will know me
in what makes you smile
the tears you cry
and when you die
I will be in your last sigh

Clandestine

nerves raw and stuttering
with pure impatience
I await changes that
seem never to come
stuck at the mercy
of another's indulgence
I pace in anticipation
grinding my teeth
in needling frustration
there are confidences
on your enticing lips
There are secrets here
to be revealed
perhaps I need a spade
instead of a spoon
to unearth them

her bodies worn like a watch
her fingers trace
patterns

pretty as she is
its how she likes to spend
her time

she can vanish in a crowd
but timeless
beauty
wears forever

its her spotlight

I thought I knew just who I was
until you entered through the door,

we began talking casually
until you told me what you longed for.

You said you yearned for someone
who'd fullfil your wildest dreams,

and as you got even more specific
you began unravelling at the seams!

I did my best to comfort you
as you sat beside me, on the floor;

then, I explained to everyone...
..I was the one you were looking for!

I alone, could banish each lonely night
and end your futile, dating quest!

I found out of your hidden agendas
because I've been watching you, very carefully
and then, I finally saw your soul!

It was very agitated and went in and out of your body
as if to mock, the very cadence with which I breathed,
which...in turn, very much unsettled myself;

for I was unaware of your growing irritations,
and your tendencies to keep secrets, and share falsehoods.
But, your lies, and misleading ways concerned me not.

Pity the mere pittance of grey,
grey skies over a flatlander
hanging on by a thread
there is no breeze to assuage
this colourless dimension,
there are no rocks that survive
without being tied to sky..

I wear them like pearls, weighing
me down,
unable to lift away my heavy heart
my swan song on pointed toes,
rolling away the thunder,
the Lady of the Lake rises
like a dream,
like a drag queen,

all property is theft we know is true
this knowledge will now free our thoughts from chains
and corporation's death will soon ensue

with revolutionary spirit we pursue
the boss's lies to death till none remains
all property is theft we know is true

we fight for liberation overdue
our struggle will alleviate our pains
and corporation's death will soon ensue

these hoards of wealth continue to accrue
the trickle-down’s a sop for empty brains
all property is theft we know is true

Way up in the northern marches
far back among the oaks and larches
where winds blow a melancholy tone
take caution if you walk alone.

When winter's burden cloaks the land
and all is gray and white and bland;
the silence rings and all is still
frozen solid as each tiny rill.

In hunting, keep gun close to hand
load bullets of a silver brand.
Stay alert, keep all in view....
a hunter may be hunting you.

A hunter stepped into a clearing
Found monkeys playing oyoyo
A family reunion to end a busy day

Hum – hum – hum, ‘one tell one’
The message of his presence went round
They jumped on the trees and ran away

The hunter, in exciting disappointment
Stood there, crafted a dangerous monkey plan
Mixed sugar with Ogogoro, gin brewed locally

And poured into a basin, the spirit elements
Of air, earth, fire and water, long distilled
Then tempted the monkeys to their follies

I’ve fallen in love with a mermaid
She captured my heart with her song
She was singing her scales
And upsetting the whales
As she knitted a seashell sarong

Well I smiled at her, very politely
And she put down her knitting, and looked
She bade me come here
There was no sign of fear
And from that moment on I was hooked

So we sat and we chatted for hours
We talked about that and of this
Then after a while
She gave me a smile
And she bent down and gave me a kiss