The day the vampire came to tea He drank a glass of blood with me Oh no, that’s not correct, you see The blood he drank, it came from me He knocked politely at the door We met, you see, the day before He seemed so nice, and I was sure I wanted him, I…
My hands are pencil outlines My feet erased My body sketched in shades of grey I am the artist of myself Filling in the gaps Constructing the scaffold, the bare bones of me Is it time to lay some bricks pick up the paint brush And try to see What a little colour might bring…
New life growing everywhere Nesting birds in every tree Spring is here and all is new Scents from blossom flying free Swollen itching weeping eyes Blocked up itching sneezing nose Painful ears and aching head That’s the way the season goes Coughing wheezing tightened lungs Itchy scratchy painful throat Reddened rashes on the skin To…
Yellow bright Golden moon on starry night Yellow tree Wattle sings to honey bee Yellow yield Of ripened corn and wheat in field Yellow glow Reflected light on water flow Yellow heat Of fire in hearth where loved ones meet Yellow earth From yellow sun that brings it birth
Once I could eat your bones Suck the marrow, consume every splinter Absorb the foundation, the structure of you If only, if only I could do this every day A continuous meal from now till forever If only you and I Could be one Now and for all time
Weathered rowboat pulled up on the lake’s edge Oars folded neatly inside Red horizon fading As white stars burn fire across the heavens Thick-barked conifers shiver as the night wind picks up And the deep blue water tickles and pats The sandy shore Find the way by starlight Down toward the wooded headland To the…
In the howling of the storm it is the voice of God that whispers, A still small voice Be at peace. I am here. In the raging of the tempest His hand stills the waves In the violence of the whirlwind He stands at the centre We are tossed and torn on the currents Tumbling…
Time was You got sick, you went to the doctor You got examined, you got medicine and advice How times have changed Now, you get sick And the doctor won’t let you in You might have the plague, they cry We’ll talk to you over the phone No examination, guesses instead of advice Left high…
Meditating on the summer voice Contemplating the lazy hum of bees aloft In their hunt for nectar among the fading blooms Sleepy lizards crawl through crackling undergrowth Birds chirp wearily in the shady trees Venturing out occasionally for seed or bug Then back to shelter again Summer’s voice grows harsher With each passing year Choking…
This is a problem And it involves us all So I need you to help me And we can overcome Sure, you tell me Of course I’ll help And here, this is what you need to do So, you hand me a list You’ve worked it all out You think you know exactly What I…
Eclectic Assemblage 