Saturday, 24 September 2016

The Mourner



The Mourner

Look upon the dead woman's face
Can you not see the empty space?
Deeds left undone and words not said
For sure will fill it now she's dead
Whilst she yet lived, time and again
You looked on her with such disdain
And disrespect but when she died
Remember how you cried and cried?

Searching through things that she possessed  
Your mind it seems is now obsessed
With every word she’d written down
Futilities that made you frown
Worth more now than the rarest stone
Their precious beauty, yours alone
A voice recording once absurd
Is memorised now, every word

Do you recall the funeral?
You were the most upset of all
I saw and as I watched you cry
I struggled with an inward sigh
Tell me, was it your intention
To be the centre of attention?
The face there framed above the shelf
D’you cry for her, or for yourself?


Saturday, 17 September 2016

Father to the son



Father to the son

Be the man she fell in love with
Don’t be like a fool
Be the one she comes to lean on
Never treat her cruel
Linger on the feelings felt
When two became as one
Be the man I've tried to be”
Said the father to the son

In time you come to realise
Gladness and regret, truth and lies
The path to follow
Is hard to find
There’s a choice between
The heart and the mind

Be the woman he fell in love with
Make him feel secure
Be the one he can depend on                                                            
Keep the feeling pure
If he wanders blind with anger
Try to make him see
Love without compassion’s fragile
And broken easily”

In time you come to realise
Gladness and regret, truth and lies
The path to follow
Is hard to find
There’s a choice between
The heart and the mind

Pain, pleasure, denial, desire
Truth deflected by
The taunts of a liar
Breathe in a question
What lesson did you learn?
The answer’s sent for judgement
When breath does not return

Be the man she fell in love with
Be more than a friend
Treat her kindly, treat her gently
Love her till the end
Love her anger love her laughter
Love her when she cries
Know that life is short and fleeting
But true love never dies


Sunday, 11 September 2016

Homage to the wise man in my head


This is a transient piece: the concluding lines have altered radically.
Homage to the wise man (in my head)

A wise man spoke to me
And said take heed
Air food water shelter’s
All you need
Life is short
The world is big and wide
The sun will shine
And nature will provide
You ponder self-awareness
And free will
The path you tread
The time that’s yours to kill
But if there is a God
You can be sure
No soul upon this Earth
Could love you more
Fear not death
For death comes
To us all
The compassionate
Will catch you
When you fall
Take comfort
From this truth
As hard as stone
We are
As one
Each
One
Of
Us

Alone