Tuesday, July 19, 2011
He was a technocide, Killer of the PC, And he stood Where his victim failed. He took no sides, It was too easy To do what no one should And venture where sense paled And turned away; He looked, he poked It banged, it smoked And I don't think the computer will be back up today. Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Laughing
He was laughing when I saw him, A bright toned chuckle of delight That bubbled from his lips And glittered in his eyes To cascade down each happy limb, Setting body and heart alight With joy from top to finger tips. His joy and laughter were a surprise, Unexpected as I had tried to pass And saw him... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Tickle
Tickle my mind With new ideas, Different thought And a strange view. Tickle the defined, The limits and fears That have fought To be my image of you. Tickle my brain, tickle me, And help my mind to set you free. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
The Sax
The voice of the saxophone soared on the warm air, A slow sultry song of passion and desire, A soft hint of shadow that lingered in the sun's glare To add subtlety and texture the morning's eager fire. Nobody else would listen the the music that was playing, No one else could hear the wailing... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
A Sunny Day
My eyes close. Sun-loved slumber Massages my brain With fingers of soft peace And I suppose Sheep without number Will pass before me again, Digits on their snowy fleece While behind them sombre duties lurk Crying "thou shalt not sleep at work". Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Insomniac
I am wired, Irritable and aggravated; Sleepless and yet tired, Unfocused and addle-pated; Trying to find the sunshine Through the unremitting grey Knowing that the fault's mine, That it's a gorgeous day And so I'm trying very hard to feel okay. Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, July 8, 2011
I Wonder
It's a funny old day: Lots of shouting and screaming And running away, Lots of people seeming To have nothing to say But saying it often and loud. It's a strange little place: All concrete and glass And courteous face But no room to pass And no quiet space Where people are allowed. I watch people... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Someone Else's Paradise
I'm in someone else's paradise, Although the angels call my name And raise their voices in my song; Although the gardens were planted for me And the buildings made to my design I'm in someone else's paradise. Although mine would be almost the same, Something here is slightly wrong, Not how my heaven... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Life
Life is beautiful, and kind And filled with tiny miracles of love; For each sorrow there is surcease, Each need fulfilment and all pain healing. I am not insensitive or blind To these gifts yet alone they are not enough To bring that happiness, that peace, That wondrous exuberance of feeling That I... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sun
Let it rain. Let there be an explosion of wind and cloud To blast apart this smothering of air, Let there be a mayhem of sound and light To drive the turgid day insane, Let it be violent and bright and loud, Darkness rent by tempest's flare As air pressures are set aright And only when the storm is... Sign in to see full entry.