Lost a Self

Lost myself somewhere Dropped while I was out walking Or maybe in the supermarket Maybe I should put up posters around the neighbourhood Lost: one identity Slightly dented, chipped paint, scratched But here’s the problem I’m not sure I’d recognize myself If I was returned to me What am I under the trappings of learning…

Give me

Give me a purpose for living Give me just one Give me a song I can sing Under the sun Give me the steps I can dance In front of my foes Give me the mercy I need To heal all my woes Give me a reason today A reason to be Give me a…

Think of me

Think of me as if I had your name With no part of me there Think me an extension of you An arm, maybe, or leg A vague appendage existing Just for your consideration I reflect you, complete you Exist for you My essence is subsumed by you Think of me as I disappear into…

Moebius Stripping

Treading all the familiar pathways Singing all the same old songs Two steps forward Two steps back Marching in place Til our feet wear holes in the floor Talk about life’s journey Pretend there is a destination As we ride our carousel horses Moebius stripping along our way Rushing headlong into nowhere Hey, haven’t we…

The Repetition of history

It’s what they say, isn’t it? That history must be remembered So it won’t be repeated But that hardly works in life Warfare and butchery are nothing new And certainly not forgotten But still it happens again and again Preying of rich upon poor Injustice in courts of law Inscribed in texts from ancient times…

Third Act

It’s time for the resolution of the story So, what’s it going to be? From the time you enter, stage left, Everything has led to this moment And now it’s time to find out Are you the hero of your own story Maybe you’re the villain Or even just a chorus member In someone else’s…

Silhouette

There is only a silhouette, a shadow without form No flesh, no substance, Scribbled shading within vaguely sketched lines Floating through the world, Action without reaction Words without thought Aping reality, going through the motions Shadows cast by nothing Powerless and meaningless This is who we are now A world full of silhouettes Flickering through…

The pigeon

We spotted it in my mum’s garden. It had shiny green tinted feathers around its neck area, a grey and white head. Beautiful, as pigeons go.  It was drinking from a dripping tap and having a bit of an impromptu shower. A little odd, we thought. Then it started to walk away and we noticed…

The Moment

The future becomes the present becomes the past in the blink of an eye Intention must happen before action a constant looking to the future I will cook a meal I will go for a walk I will sweep the floor Reflection comes after a glance back at the past I’m glad I did this…

Other people’s problems

It’s an inconvenience mostly sometimes it’s a real joke And at the end of it all we don’t want to hear it don’t want to know shut our eyes and put our fingers in our ears and pretend it isn’t happening   ‘Hey!’ we shout ‘Why don’t you smile? Why don’t you get a life,…