The only way to say goodbye now
is to struggle with the grief as it comes.
It crests and subsides, again and again.

As it is at the shore,
the surf leaves the sand altered
but not washed away.

A man once wrote a book for his child
To teach him how to care
simple pearls of wisdom
explained by a silly old bear
A donkey who was gloomy
the eternal pessimist
a tiger who was bouncy
whose exuberance was never missed
a wise old owl
who couldn't spell his own name
an evil rabbit
who tried to kidnap Roo
but Kanga saw right through his plans
as we should see through you
then along came Walt
the Garrick sold him right

It came whilst I slept
Without the slightest warning
My call before God

The diaphanous cloud that opens holy minds to dream lingers still
Stark, like light in the cold morning afterglow of apathy and gin
Slim cigarettes languishing in slim fingers
Eyes darting wildly
absorbing the empty spaces left worn between souls

This new embrace is different now, distant
A paradox of entities in flux
Hedging bets against the future with
wings turned against the wind
Hoping for some grand new illusion to rise

Broken soul
Hanging by a thread
The edges fray and thin
And try to mate again

The pendulum swings
As the chimes begin to sing
The clock moves so slowly
When you're waiting for the end

Can anybody hear me
Gasping for air
I'm drowning in my own tears
Reaching for a lifeline

I'm clawing at the strings
Pulling at the seams
Can anyone see me
Send me a lifeline

It's so cold
Numbness spreads
Like a curse
Over my body

I sit alone
in the company of haunted memories
watching the white flakes
as they fell from the black sky
I shiver when it burns
soaked in embers...
the flame turns blue
watching in dread,
the ashes in hue
I live a thousand lives
to chase and to lose
the cycle continues
the ghost of a memory
vivid in my eye
to seek what is lost
to hear the unsaid
the whisper that echoes
tears never shed
relishing the warmth
that no longer exists
the light that is shadowed

In a world of dreams, a father's love gleams,
Guiding you with care, like sun's golden beams.
He's your hero strong, with arms open wide,
In his love's embrace, you forever reside.

In a world full of wonder, so bright and so grand,
There's a love that's as strong as a guiding hand.
It's the love of a father, so steady and true,
Always there to support and to help see you through.

wrought maximum monetary mayhem
within mein kampf

Incomprehensible inhumane
inquisitorial imp incarnate injudiciously,
ineffably, indescribably inflicted
inxs inexorable insidious injury.

Snake charmer also known
in the underworld as Harvey Specter
subliminally slithered,
and deftly insinuated himself
into body electric of yours truly
forever remotely controlling
every waking and sleeping moment
comprising ability to function.

Eastward on the Acle straight
the sun is hardly rising yet the sky
aspires and finds a way to paint
so many clues that undertake
to hasten morning’s destined wake.

At Stracey Arms the windmill pumps
away the marsh’s life to make
good sod and in the turf the rushes thrive
but bitterns toll their own demise
inside their graves of reed and sedge
cold winds grind and scour the Norfolk sky
and dykes and drains are filled with blood.

Seeing the gleam in her eye
Hearing her heartfelt sigh

Watching her protect our kids
When they went off the grids

Praying at our Sunday Mass
She emanated such class

Every night with each new kiss
I slept with such great bliss

Now I understood that never ending feeling
That brought about my daily healing