new from a dream the night before
I don't have anything old...this is all new to me at my ripe old age! I wrote some when I was very young.
I wanted to be a journalist but I don't think I have the right personality for that.
My father dreamed his inventions. He kept a notebook by the bed.
I thought maybe I would see what happened if I tried being inspired by my dreams
instead of afraid of them or just letting them go.
The killer ...'subconscious' was also a dream, just those 2 so far. We'll see how it goes.
I believe we are closest to the other side when we are asleep. Who knows what I might channel....spooky!
Thanks for your kind words you are a really great person
I thought the last one was one of the best things I've read for ages. So keep dreaming!! Yes I think the mind and spirit can wander of into some shadowy other places during sleep - like you said - towards touching the other side. What is it Bob Dylan says... 'sleep is like a temporary death'. I know lots of people have said this, but I just love the song this is from - Working man's blues'.
It seems the semi-sleeping semi-waking parts of falling asleep and waking up can be the most vivid for this. Do you keep a notebook by your bed and reach for it as soon as you start to revive??
More poems!!
Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I thought the last one was one of the best things I've read for ages. So keep dreaming!! Yes I think the mind and spirit can wander of into some shadowy other places during sleep - like you said - towards touching the other side. What is it Bob Dylan says... 'sleep is like a temporary death'. I know lots of people have said this, but I just love the song this is from - Working man's blues'.
It seems the semi-sleeping semi-waking parts of falling asleep and waking up can be the most vivid for this. Do you keep a notebook by your bed and reach for it as soon as you start to revive??
More poems!!
Wow thanks!
I haven't put the notebook in reach yet but I have been contemplating.
JB found an unused diary in the garage I could use.
He gave it to me for the creative juices that flow on Friday and Saturday evenings, party time
I tell him 'help me remember this thought' ... we can not the next day!
I want someone to invent a way to record thought cause I can't read my writing anyways and I have some great thoughts when I am high. Wouldn't that be cool, just to think it and there it is on paper? It would really flow then
When you finally unfolded your arms
I learnt what you had been hiding
And why you kept so much from me
You had hidden something so deep
Even I couldn't find it
Yet you were radiant from the outside at least
To outsiders
To outsiders like I used to be, mesmerised by your shimmering, I, drawn closer
Insect to a flame, and 'sizzle' - jump back before it's too late - both jump back!
But it was too late for us to unwrap ourselves
Out of this tangle
Me trapped in your honey, legs flailing
Yet still drinking you up, like sweet bliss dribbling down my throat and drowning
Me, drowning, you, shimmering, floating above me
Just like you always do
And still I phone you up, and still you want me to
This is some strange kind of pact we have
So, I helped you out. So, I tried to love you. So, I did.
So, you messed me up.
Simpler to look at this way
Than to admit you struck so deep into your own heart through mine
Skewered us both in the caverns just you were brought up in.
When all I was seeking was the light.
All I was seeking was the flight.
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When you finally unfolded your arms
I learnt what you had been hiding
And why you kept so much from me
You had hidden something so deep
Even I couldn't find it
Yet you were radiant from the outside at least
To outsiders
To outsiders like I used to be, mesmerised by your shimmering, I, drawn closer
Insect to a flame, and 'sizzle' - jump back before it's too late - both jump back!
But it was too late for us to unwrap ourselves
Out of this tangle
Me trapped in your honey, legs flailing
Yet still drinking you up, like sweet bliss dribbling down my throat and drowning
Me, drowning, you, shimmering, floating above me
Just like you always do
And still I phone you up, and still you want me to
This is some strange kind of pact we have
So, I helped you out. So, I tried to love you. So, I did.
So, you messed me up.
Simpler to look at this way
Than to admit you struck so deep into your own heart through mine
Skewered us both in the caverns just you were brought up in.
When all I was seeking was the light.
All I was seeking was the flight.
You paint pictures with your words as lovely as the gorgeous bird,
though they are of love lost, a painful experience.
Wouldn't it be great if we could all do that!
Beautifully descriptive, amazingly so,
and so likened to a bird too. Just a masterpiece, you must feel very good about that.
It is simply wonderful. True talent
Justam is gonna think you rocked her pic! I do too !
Thanks for posting
I see you falling
how long to go before you hit the ground?
You keep on screaming
Don't you see me here...... am I a ghost to you?
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change tomorrow
tomorrow,
tomorrow
Why are you phoning?
What am I to do when you're miles away
You're always calling
From the darkest rooms... and we're both scared
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change
Tomorrow
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Send my credentials to the house of detention
How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of love affair?
And how many times did you swear
That you'd never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights?
How many lies, how many fights?
And why would you want to
Put yourself through all of that again?
"Love is pain," I hear you say
Love has a cruel and bitter way of
Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain
How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again
One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
Or you could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet
But that same old smile you've been thinking of all day?
Why don't we turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way
Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
I'm starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day
It could happen to you,
Just like it happened to me,
There's simply no immunity
There's no guarantee.
I say love's such a force if you find yourself in it
You need some time for reflection
You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero, Mac
I'm begging her to take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way
Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero buddy
Don't wanna be no fuddy duddy
Started up a brand new day
I'm the rhythm in your tune
I'm the sun and you're the moon
I'm the bat and you're the cave
You're the beach and I'm the wave
I'm the plow and you're the land
You're the glove and I'm the hand
I'm the train and you're the station
I'm a flagpole to your nation - yeah
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day
I'm the present to your future
You're the wound and I'm the suture
You're the magnet to my pole
I'm the devil in your soul
You're the pupil I'm the teacher
You're the church and I'm the preacher
You're the flower I'm the rain
You're the tunnel I'm the train
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day
You're the crop to my rotation
You're the sum of my equation
I'm the answer to your question
If you follow my suggestion
We can turn this ship around
We'll go up instead of down
You're the pan and I'm the handle
You're the flame and I'm the candle
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
We're starting up a brand new day
'Turn around and don't look back'
They say
But I always do look back
One too many times
Gotta learn to be like the cat
Leap in fright
Land on feet
One look back
Preen, and go.
No remorse
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'Turn around and don't look back'
They say
But I always do look back
One too many times
Gotta learn to be like the cat
Leap in fright
Land on feet
One look back
Preen, and go.
No remorse
'Turn around and don't look back'
They say
But I always do look back
One too many times
Gotta learn to be like the cat
Leap in fright
Land on feet
One look back
Preen, and go.
No remorse
'no remorse'
I love your new avatar
Thanks. I wrote and posted that from the Supermarket cafe. Then fucked off home!!
Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I see you falling
how long to go before you hit the ground?
You keep on screaming
Don't you see me here...... am I a ghost to you?
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change tomorrow
tomorrow,
tomorrow
Why are you phoning?
What am I to do when you're miles away
You're always calling
From the darkest rooms... and we're both scared
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change
Tomorrow
I just read this -
Gotta keep the faith that your path will change
Gotta keep the faith that your luck will change...
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
Brilliant, beautiful, disturbing.....
Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
Brilliant, beautiful, disturbing.....
why thank you !
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
Thank you for sharing..... I've missed your poetry.
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
Tonight you said something
That neither of us will forget
You'll wish you hadn't
and I'll wish you didn't think that.
You'll want it to just fade away
I'll wonder why I don't let you off the hook.
When I know I can't do that
It's what you think (about me)
Not how you said it
No, neither of us will forget
No doubt we'll be fine
But the sad thing is
It just confirms what we both already know
There's a schism, A lifelong schism
Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
Comments
but it sure feels very nice when it comes by.
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I don't have anything old...this is all new to me at my ripe old age! I wrote some when I was very young.
I wanted to be a journalist but I don't think I have the right personality for that.
My father dreamed his inventions. He kept a notebook by the bed.
I thought maybe I would see what happened if I tried being inspired by my dreams
instead of afraid of them or just letting them go.
The killer ...'subconscious' was also a dream, just those 2 so far. We'll see how it goes.
I believe we are closest to the other side when we are asleep. Who knows what I might channel....spooky!
Thanks for your kind words you are a really great person
It seems the semi-sleeping semi-waking parts of falling asleep and waking up can be the most vivid for this. Do you keep a notebook by your bed and reach for it as soon as you start to revive??
More poems!!
Send my credentials to the house of detention
more kisses - more poetry....
no more kisses and no more poetry : (
ahhh... I'm just kidding
only kisses and only poetry : )
Poetry warms
Where the kisses are told
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I haven't put the notebook in reach yet but I have been contemplating.
JB found an unused diary in the garage I could use.
He gave it to me for the creative juices that flow on Friday and Saturday evenings, party time
I tell him 'help me remember this thought' ... we can not the next day!
I want someone to invent a way to record thought cause I can't read my writing anyways and I have some great thoughts when I am high. Wouldn't that be cool, just to think it and there it is on paper? It would really flow then
Great reading the next day :wtf:
I learnt what you had been hiding
And why you kept so much from me
You had hidden something so deep
Even I couldn't find it
Yet you were radiant from the outside at least
To outsiders
To outsiders like I used to be, mesmerised by your shimmering, I, drawn closer
Insect to a flame, and 'sizzle' - jump back before it's too late - both jump back!
But it was too late for us to unwrap ourselves
Out of this tangle
Me trapped in your honey, legs flailing
Yet still drinking you up, like sweet bliss dribbling down my throat and drowning
Me, drowning, you, shimmering, floating above me
Just like you always do
And still I phone you up, and still you want me to
This is some strange kind of pact we have
So, I helped you out. So, I tried to love you. So, I did.
So, you messed me up.
Simpler to look at this way
Than to admit you struck so deep into your own heart through mine
Skewered us both in the caverns just you were brought up in.
When all I was seeking was the light.
All I was seeking was the flight.
Send my credentials to the house of detention
though they are of love lost, a painful experience.
Wouldn't it be great if we could all do that!
Beautifully descriptive, amazingly so,
and so likened to a bird too. Just a masterpiece, you must feel very good about that.
It is simply wonderful. True talent
Justam is gonna think you rocked her pic! I do too !
Thanks for posting
'Tomorrow'
James
I see you falling
how long to go before you hit the ground?
You keep on screaming
Don't you see me here...... am I a ghost to you?
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change tomorrow
tomorrow,
tomorrow
Why are you phoning?
What am I to do when you're miles away
You're always calling
From the darkest rooms... and we're both scared
Now your grips too strong
You can't catch love with a net or a gun
Gotta keep faith that your path will change
Gotta keep faith that your luck will change
Tomorrow
Send my credentials to the house of detention
Been hurt in some kind of love affair?
And how many times did you swear
That you'd never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights?
How many lies, how many fights?
And why would you want to
Put yourself through all of that again?
"Love is pain," I hear you say
Love has a cruel and bitter way of
Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain
How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again
One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
Or you could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet
But that same old smile you've been thinking of all day?
Why don't we turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way
Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
I'm starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day
It could happen to you,
Just like it happened to me,
There's simply no immunity
There's no guarantee.
I say love's such a force if you find yourself in it
You need some time for reflection
You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero, Mac
I'm begging her to take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way
Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero buddy
Don't wanna be no fuddy duddy
Started up a brand new day
I'm the rhythm in your tune
I'm the sun and you're the moon
I'm the bat and you're the cave
You're the beach and I'm the wave
I'm the plow and you're the land
You're the glove and I'm the hand
I'm the train and you're the station
I'm a flagpole to your nation - yeah
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day
I'm the present to your future
You're the wound and I'm the suture
You're the magnet to my pole
I'm the devil in your soul
You're the pupil I'm the teacher
You're the church and I'm the preacher
You're the flower I'm the rain
You're the tunnel I'm the train
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day
You're the crop to my rotation
You're the sum of my equation
I'm the answer to your question
If you follow my suggestion
We can turn this ship around
We'll go up instead of down
You're the pan and I'm the handle
You're the flame and I'm the candle
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
We're starting up a brand new day
Lyrics 'Brand New Day'
They say
But I always do look back
One too many times
Gotta learn to be like the cat
Leap in fright
Land on feet
One look back
Preen, and go.
No remorse
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I love your new avatar
Thanks. I wrote and posted that from the Supermarket cafe. Then fucked off home!!
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I just read this -
Gotta keep the faith that your path will change
Gotta keep the faith that your luck will change...
Thanks for sending.
it’s cold in here
alone
overbearing
but I’ve misplaced the key
to the lock on the chains
I’ve wrapped myself in
as the blood pools on the kitchen tile
I hear you laugh
unknowing,….
maybe uncaring ?
it pains me to know I’ll never
hear your laugh again
I sit alone, bandages soaked through,
pulling feathers from an angels wing
one by one
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Brilliant, beautiful, disturbing.....
Send my credentials to the house of detention
why thank you !
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Thank you for sharing..... I've missed your poetry.
nice to have you here
No time like the present
to cut loose
Kill me just once
Like you used to promise
Just don't leave me free
To do it again
Send my credentials to the house of detention
Godfather.
I'm fine Godfather,
I’ve been having these moments of clarity as of late. Rearview mirror style.
thanks for asking my though.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
cool !
Godfather.
That neither of us will forget
You'll wish you hadn't
and I'll wish you didn't think that.
You'll want it to just fade away
I'll wonder why I don't let you off the hook.
When I know I can't do that
It's what you think (about me)
Not how you said it
No, neither of us will forget
No doubt we'll be fine
But the sad thing is
It just confirms what we both already know
There's a schism, A lifelong schism
Send my credentials to the house of detention
Send my credentials to the house of detention