Go gently with me as
my bones are brittle and
my heart is cracking more
by every passing day with
the sound of little feet
fading further and further
into the shadows of that
we perceive as real and
closer and closer to the edge
of that which is only dream.
In fire flaming skywards
we were soldiers standing proud
partners in crime unimaginable
in life and death we are
rigor and mortis
monks treading path of
righteousness
Pax Vobiscum as
Daniel’s dreaming
the virgin is coming
of age
Please don’t tell me why,
keep me in the dark,
I’ve done so many foolish
things, outlawed once – afar
Please don’t tell me when,
keep me in the dark,
timing never mattered much
as long as we were apart
Please don’t tell me how,
keep me in the dark,
but do defuse the mains
and switch on the gas supply
Please don’t tell me what,
keep me in the dark,
lock the place down,
and hide those rusty keys,
then light the last of your
cigarettes to finally
set me free
All is not Black
but oft
turning White
as Day follow
Night
Wandering the path
of Twilight
Am I the Pawn
or the King
in this game
of Chess – In this
Game of Life
I told her
to kill him
in not so
many words
and by
mutual consent
we ended up
in torment,
never to be
the same again.
You said “come!” and
I followed
Through forests with
paths so ancient but
now forsaken
Under Tarmac roads
where silence whispered
in solitude
Over the endless
meadows of dreams
we walked
But deep in the
misty-covered moorland
we lost our ways
You went your way and
I went mine but still side
by side we carried on
Two souls joined at the hip
and bound – apart – by the
protective light everlasting
He meditated
over Gratitude
hoping for Life
Success but is
sweating Bile
and Hatred
instead.
Take me to the Lochs
Barren lands and
Ragged crags
Cook me up a
Brew to thaw my
Frozen hands
I hear
The Highland’s calling
