God love the sea

Casting off and the shore is green to grey
Want to see the sea this way
The ship that comes and goes
dips and sways

It´s casting off from the docks
Going out with the tide
friendship with the water
barnacle handshake

Some want the sail rolled up
No flag no Wind catcher to greatness
Yet that cloth will be opened and just before the storm
before the next hurricane is born

God love humble
God love still
but complacency at sea
is the fastest way to kill

God love humour
and innocent tricks
though making unnecessary waves
could bring on sea sickness

So cast off with Faith from a firm dock
Ride the high seas
Let it rock your boat, your mind and your beliefs

The freshly forested face

Life´s picky
on the edge of the bush
stands a child
face obscured by the leaves

leaves that will one day fall to reveal

Life´s a little choosy
and the moist ferns
huddle in the middle of the bush
Mother canopy above
falling leaves loose like milk
kind dampness in the air soothing all animal senses

On the edge of the forest where light opens up
yeah right there stands a child
looking into the world impatiently
it is not the rustling of the leaves nor the falling of pods or seeds
that distracts this one

For he knows back out there he will count everything include the minutes till death

life´s a little choosy a little imposing but very stuck in you
curious in a way
around the freshly forested face of the bush child

Feeding the morning sky it´s dinner

Dawn comes earlier now
Light out
calling
present

Breakfast alittle brighter
another year getting ready to jump
days slipping into each other
No more interruptions

Dawn widens like a smile
we´ll know the grace of it
early risers such as we
calling
present

Night is being cut
knife the summer hours
Food the darkness
Light has an appetite
Saliva slipping from it´s mouth
Light
Poised

Rae didn't barter

Awfully polite
Reached for dynamic
fingers almost touched
gesture almost too much
Rae didn't barter

Hopelessly slap happy
barely balanced on the earth
wiggly wobbly pinch of charm
genuine eye to eye one hand on your arm
He didn't negotiate

Caught between heart's quest and chemical grace
funny expressions pressing their way out of his face
like he was selling something worth buying
Attempting to cook something good looking out of his crooked smile
Rae wasn't taking

Ah ambition is a well loved tree
as tree huggers who care little for nature must agree
for so many twigs and branches to follow
When the grin doesn't win inside those trunks that have become hollow
That fish got away Rae

One boy´s pain

What will we do when the pain of one boy stretches so down deep
He welcomes sadness yet it doesn´t do him any favours
And his ego and his attention seeking conspire to slay a saviour
He can´t beat back his tears and he fears it´ll stop him from growing.

when the pain of one boy makes it´s way into the world
so brittle and pseudo confident, he fell last time he tried bold
and his tears never disappeared but marked him like clown tatoos
Still pretending everything is fine when his heart is bruised

The pain of one boy overlaped the day as other children stopped playing
Oh the wonder that welled in their ears and eyes
for what sorrow could this be so harrowing and for them so unwise
The boy sneered and walked off as if it were all a joke
But the tears would reappear, the burn would provoke
yet another flame and sultry smoke

Are you yourself?

The mystery is yourself
over life you seem to shape
color and discolor
brighten and fade

The illusions own you well
obedient and good intentioned
Each part of you formed by each part of your life
where ever you go and do, you are that

Your shape changes over a lifetime
thoughts and feeling raining on you
Driving you to become more yourself
more of who you think you are

Beaten into shape by the city you live in
moulded by Family and friends
Inside the shell you could be mathmatically predicted
A formula concocted by it´s surroundings

Is your existance a beautiful random occurence
or simply a small block in the mousemaze
The world around you, shapes you
Elegantly predictable

The tubes in your heart

Across a lifetime of events emotions spew
all suburbs in a city of you
All trendy must have colorful clothes
adorned staircases, attempting high flight over low woes
promises of something better bigger brighter

And then there is me trying to heal your cut
catching a wave in the sea of your blood
it carries me into the tubes of your heart
passing through all of those suburbs alarmed
almost no room to grow the love farm

Then i´m suddenly pumped out into the pasture
of one of the dreams you fertilize with desire pure
Wants and needs beyond food and shelter and bills to pay
A supply of love to clean your heart´s narrow highways
And me in your suburb eating holes out sideways
The way a mouse in a cheese factory plays