These below are links to the poetry (only 9 videos) which I have on youtube. The poems are below the links. Enjoy.
1.link for death of a lover
http://youtu.be/e3FOyP6te-M
THE OTHER WOMAN
He sat at his beloved pc
And gazed at the face he could see
And the one standing to the left
Felt all of a sudden bereft
For she’s sensed his mind was far away
And no matter what she did, she’d fade to grey
And in her heart of hearts
She knew his love for her only
Would leave her so alone
And so lonely
He’d mentioned her once before
He’d bade her farewell at his door
And as she wandered away
She was hit and run and died that day
He’d ne’er forgot
And yet he ne’er could tell
That in replacing her body
He’s putting her through hell
For a woman’s heart is tuned
To the voice of her lover
And she can immediately tell
When he’s fallen for another
So she stood on his left
And the other looked in his eyes
And they both decided
To make him realize
And their prayer was heard
And the Light came in
And one went away
And the other came in
For love has only one heart
And cannot be divided
And when she died
Oh, cry, he did
But her joy he felt
As by her grave he knelt
And really said goodbye
Oh, my, how does time fly…???
DEATH OF A LOVER
She stumbled through the door
Her body feeling sore
And she called out to her lover
But he could hear her no more
What just happened?
She wanted desperately to know
But no one could answer her
But where else could she go
So she stayed by his side
Though she knew she had died
I will have NO ONE ELSE
To every one she cried…
And the day came to be
When wedded he would be
And she cried bitter tears
And lived her bitter years
Now it’s a long time ago
But these seeds she would sow
YOU CAN’T HAVE THAT MAN, HE’S MINE
She has nowhere else to go
Till one day when the Light comes
And shines upon her sin
Then she will let him go
And let her true love in
DRAGON BREATH
What is true?
What is myth?
What is that smell?
Is it dragon breath?
What words they weave
What words they sell
Are the words from Heaven
Or are the words from Hell
No one can judge
No one can discern
One can only go forward
And live as you learn
What truths are hidden
What truths are misread
What voices are bidden
What voices are said
What wars are to be won
What wars are to be lost
Who will bear the burdens
Who will bear the cost
Who is to live
Who is to die
Who gives the order
Who gives the lie
Who gives life
Who gives death
What is that I smell
Is it Dragon Breath?
HIDDEN TRUTHS
Why no one told me
Why no one would tell
I had to find out for myself
What would collapse
And what would sell
Why no one would comfort me
Why no one would offer
Why I had so much to give
Why no one would bother
A ghost of myself
I used to laugh at the matter
Now I look into the mirror
And the image won’t shatter
The Book says I won’t die
No matter how hard I try
And I must choose Heaven or Hell
In the end I just sigh
I am what I am
There’s no changing my demeanor
I’m a part of Creation
I can come no cleaner
I herald the dust
As live I must
And sleep when I can
And turn from the lust
Eternity is long
As I hide here in the dark
Scared and alone
The future is very stark
Why no one told me
Why no one would tell
I had to find out for myself
What would collapse
And what would sell
For no one dares to say
For no one dares to tell
That they had to choose themselves
Between Heaven and Hell
For who would believe them
For who would come clean
I think it was awful of them
To be so very mean….
GHOSTLY STORY
Every one loves a ghost story
And yet every one goes "Bah!"
As if they cannot believe
That life would go on so far
Yet our earliest recollections
Have led us to believe
That the Creator has a surprise in store
And an Ace up his sleeve
Just like Job was tested
Just like Lazarus was raised
Just like Jesus stood up
Just like Saul was God praised
For Our Creator
(Yes, we are small)
Created an Eternity
And we receive our call
And through thick and thin
Through sweet and sour
We must do His bidding
Until the final hour
When that day may be
Or it may be a night
Not any one knows
Not any one might
So we live our days
Answering to our calling
There is no doubting
There is no stalling
Just onward and onward
Completing every task
Doing what is bidden
Doing what is ask’d
To make the blind see
Even though most of them can
To make the deaf hear
Every child, woman and man
To bring about a Heaven
For those who toil long
To send those to Hell
Who in Heaven don’t belong
To sound out the ghost story
That most disbelieve
That One overcame Death
It is so, as I live and breathe…
But as usual, you won’t budge
And believe what you want
That doesn’t worry me as much
As I sit here and rant
What worries me more
Is the hallucinations you crave
Like alcohol and drugs
That’ll drive you to your grave
Then what do I say
On my Judgement Day
I did give them this poem
But they would not turn away
And so, your truth in hand
I’m done telling this story
You know very well
Of the Power and the Glory
It’s not for me to bend
It’s not for me to tell
Go and seek your own truth
Hope you choose Heaven and not Hell
FEEDING FRENZY
They all came 'round to see me
As I lay in splendid squalour
I closed my eyes and realised...
... I was in the PARLOUR!!!!
Spread like liver, a simple paste
I tasted myself with no big haste
Looked at their smiles
Their teeth full of spark
And every single one of them
Sharpened in the dark
Their hunger, so evident
My fear, so in excess
Spilled over beans and carrots
And ended in this mess
A sweet, my dear, to fill the void
I turned to jelly as they had ployed
I slumped away, deep into my pillow
And found myself lying under the willow
The breeze was light, the Moon was missing
The branches were whispering and the leaves were kissing
Something scurried and hurried on over
It was my dear departed old lover
We embraced for a time till we finally understood
We had to feed each other in this crazy old wood...
The end of the story, not at all, INDEED...
Our friends and lovers had all but flee-d
They came with their teeth all sharpened like knives
They came with the children of their fourteen thousand wives
We ran as one till we exhausted our fuel
And turned to face them - Oh, what a duel
Swords came from nowhere right in our grasp
We fought them all 'til the very last gasp
And we won, or so we thought, for we could eat no more
And now we stick to soup and cheese, and now and then a boar...
Oh Hungry One, you listen so keen
What is it you're wanting? Is it my spleen?
If you take it from me, then make the cut clean
A surgeon like you should never be seen.
Play on, Sweet Maestro, let your gentle beat rock
While we look at the menu, and lie on the block
For a twinkling of an eye, is more than we can hope
When we're at the end of our tether
Or at the end of our rope.
EVIL POTION
Eastwards I fly
Outrunning the sun
Trying to undo
What the doctor had done
They went to his chambers
To pour their lament
Upon the profession
Their money they'd spent
With a wave and a clap
He set them at ease
And gave them a price
The God's would appease
But what was the real cost
To save their bad souls
An arm and a leg
And a few old ghouls?
He bade them farewell
As he handed them the brew
To drink with their coffee
And put in their stew
Little did they know
Nor little did they care
The brew that they cherised
Wasn't snatched from the air
Instead a mother cries
'Cos her babies are gone
They found them in pieces
Her daughter and son
Don't fret says the Lord
I'll make it all right
When they least expect it
I'm the Thief In The Night
Eastwards I fly
Outrunning the sun
Trying to undo
What the doctor had done
BANNED
He found them on the corners
He found them on the streets
He found them in the bars
He took them between the sheets
When they awoke
Not one word was spoke
For tied up they were
In a basement somewhere
All naked, all awake
And not one word was spake
And their eyes frightened and round
They could not move from that ground
For they were gagged and bound
And not one was making a sound
When he finally came
With his instruments in hand
He told them he was
Forming a .... band
And he produced a microphone and a tape
And the girls wondered what had happened to the rape
I'm going to make you famous
I'm going to make you scream
I'm giving you a nightmare
And taking away your dream
I'm going to slice you up
I'm going to slice you deep
No one will hear you out here
No one will come to your aid
You will live and scream
As long as I hold the blade
And with that he revealed
His razor as his lips peeled
He pressed record
And came for the one by one
'Til all eight were screaming
And he revelled at their tone
He tuned them finely
As he slashed and he pricked
As his instruments were still incredulous
At how they'd been tricked
After the last gasp and exhale
His pipes had sung their tale
He, all red from tip to toe
Hit the STOP button and turned to go
One last look, he thought
At the door he stopped
Saw his choir in red mire
Their eyes all but popped
His precious recording
Was mixed and re-mixed
And he added some drums
And the guitar he'd prefixed
And so came the day
You would dare to play
A horror poem or two
My! Those are finely tuned instruments
You'll say
And I'd say
BOY, HAVE I GOT NEWS FOR YOU!!!!
THE GUARDIAN OF THE WALL
or THE GUARD DOG
I know how far my chain goes
I know how far to run
I know the rising of the Moon
I know the setting of the Sun
I guard the very temple
Where lovers do abound
I wake at every moment
I wake at every sound
The robbers and the jailers
They know me very well
They do not tell me lies
'Cos I know this faery tale
I warn them by my growling
I warn them with my bite
When they hear my chains a-rattling
(They run with all their might)
You might be feeling sorry
Think that I am hard done by
When my work is done
I fly into the sky
To where I walk with Heavenly Angels
And you just hear my sigh
....
As you try to save the worm
From turning into a butterfly
MIND HACKING IN THE MIRROR
A mirror bright
I once espied
And with a pound
it took my side
My companion it became
my friendships did wane
But my reflection in the mirror
Was always the same
I saw deep into the night
Faces so alight
With love and enquiry
And like a secret diary
I entered each day
With my soul to pray
And the mirror prayed back
For words were ne'er a lack
And I learned their song
And I hummed along
Being their friend
Them being my end
And I slept real easy
For the future was breezy
For the death mask I was wearing
Was thinning and tearing
And I knew my hereafter
Would be filled with kind laughter
And the sounds of prayer
Would fill the air
And no more alone
Would I sulk with my clone
But see through my tears
The eternity of many years
Just a thought away
And my mirrored soul would stay
And waver for a while
Then suddenly burst into a smile
Old and ancient now they are
Those who gaze from afar
And soften life's jails
Take away ills and ails
Come and visit for awhile
And we wander for a mile
And the shoes always fit
For my souls' always in it...
MIND HACKING IN THE MIRROR II
They all died at once! she screamed
Though her mouth did not move
I need to have them dreamed!
I need their souls proved...
She was thinking of her Father
And her Cousin and her Dog
And of her dearest GrandFather
and she was praying to her God
Desperate she searched
And came across a Fair
Her heart almost lurched
as she timeously arrived there
For she saw her dear dog
scuttling in the crowd
Avoiding chairs and feet
And his eyes crying loud
She gasped as she watched
For there wasn't much to do
But sit there spellbound
As her dog she saw right through
And her Father touched her hand
But was gone in a wink
She was left alone again
To ponder and to think
She wandered 'round the Fair
Of mediums great and small
And she wondered at her sadness
And she wondered at it all
And years thereafter, she wrote down her song
I wanna take you forgranted, for a time that's very long
Even though it's all been silenced, this talk of eternity
She still loves her Saviour, whomever it may be
And she talks to herself, no matter who may watch
About her plans to tell all, no matter who would botch
The books, the paintings, the poems, the song
For all she really wants, is for the world to play along
For to play, that's the thing, that's what keeps us all young
And no matter how old you are, you've always loved the song you've sung
So there she goes, happier now
She's quite content to take the bow
But if civilisation should drop a notch
And try again her plans to botch
She'll reappear in mirrors yonder
For fram-ed men and women to ponder
What drove her soul to open the door
Where people could see forevermore
When all can't agree on what we'll see
And went to war...
A CHRISTMAS GHOSTLY TALE FOR THE FIRESIDE
Every one loves a ghost story
And yet every one goes "Bah!"
As if they cannot believe
That life would go on so far
Yet our earliest recollections
Have led us to believe
That the Creator has a surprise in store
And an Ace up his sleeve
Just like Job was tested
Just like Lazarus was raised
Just like Jesus stood up
Just like Saul was God praised
For Our Creator
Yes, we are small
Created an Eternity
And we receive our call
And through thick and thin
Through sweet and sour
We must do His bidding
Until the final hour
When that day may be
Or it may be a night
Not any one knows
Not any one might
So we live our days
Answering to our calling
There is no doubting
There is no stalling
Just onward and onward
Completing every task
Doing what is bidden
Doing what is ask’d
To make the blind see
Even though most of them can
To make the deaf hear
Every child, woman and man
To bring about a Heaven
For those who toil long
To send those to Hell
Who in Heaven don’t belong
To sound out the ghost story
That most disbelieve
That One overcame Death
It is so, as I live and breathe…
But as usual, you won’t budge
And believe what you want
That doesn’t worry me as much
As I sit here and rant
What worries me more
Is the hallucinations you crave
Like alcohol and drugs
That’ll drive you to your grave
Then what do I say
On my Judgement Day
I did give them this poem
But they would not turn away
And so, your truth in hand
I’m done telling this story
You know very well
Of the Power and the Glory
It’s not for me to bend
It’s not for me to tell
Go and seek your own truth
Hope you choose Heaven and not Hell
(psst: NOT ALL THE POEMS WERE MADE INTO 'VIDEOS')
Youtube videos: Voices by Vortexia (Graeme Robertson, and myself)
Youtube videos: Music by various: Vortexia, Inthatsuit and myself
Youtube videos: Artwork and photography by me, as well...
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