March 2012
23 posts
Peals of Thunder
This?! This is social living? How intensely unforgiving! Tiresome and grossly graceless, Frivolous and flushing faceless. This is high life? Drag me under. Light the way With peals of thunder.
Intoxicants
Blinkered, bold And semi-blind Possessors of a Reckless mind, With darting Piercing lechery In eyes that look But fail to see.
Imprisoned Pain
Spectres in the minds of men
Break the rusted chains within;
Servants of imprisoned pain
Surfacing to sink again.
Pain Sublime
I spoke too much Of love and such It burned to keep it in. It burned to think This love would sink When first I touched your skin. When first we kissed A serpent hissed I killed it with a glance. I killed the time With pain sublime We never had a chance.
Stylish Failure
A world of uncertainty Pregnant with fear Draped in a language we Sully and spear With hasty revisions and Lingo so vile That pure conversation Is failing in style.
Woe Now
Oh woe is me Oh woe indeed I want the fruit But plant no seed. Oh woe is me My woe is mine I left your side And yet I pine. Oh woe is me Woe steals the time I’m running out Of words to rhyme. Oh woe is rhyme Oh woe indeed I want the fruit But plant no seed.
Bitter Fruits
I love to read between the lines Where meaning has its roots, And words are only branches Protecting bitter fruits.
Ode to the Strange
Let us celebrate the strange, If strangeness speaks of Free thinkers, un-shackled By political correctness And the handcuffs of hearsay. Let us applaud the socially inept, If ineptitude is judged by A willingness to seek solitude And a self-awareness that Surfaces in unwelcome truths. Let us encourage imagination, Whose fields birth the boldest dreams, Igniting the impossible And...
Invaluable
Truth is a rare commodity In markets selling lies, And yet defies the principle That scarcity implies.
Why the Other Grieves
How many questions will it take Before the levees break, And smiles begin to fall As browned and brittle leaves, And both of us recall Why the other grieves.
Ripple Effect
Once in a while When the world seems lost I am met with a smile That dissolves the frost Of a Wintry skin On the lakes of Spring Where ripples run And raindrops sing.
'Soon'
The stars came together to fashion a kite
and anchored its string on the moon.
I witnessed by chance the inaugural flight
and all I could whisper was ‘Soon’.
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The Man in the Mask
The man in the mask Was afraid to ask, The man in the mask Was afraid. He forfeited truth For a flash of youth, He banished his truth To the shade. He told me a tale That was old and stale He told me a tale And he smiled. His memories flew To a place he knew, His memories flew To the child. I looked in his eyes To decant the lies, I looked in his eyes For a sign. He spoke of a...
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“Music is an emotional defibrillator. It can restart the weakest of hearts.”
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Shadows (I have learned to love)
I have learned to love shadows. On bright days I am drawn to Sun-inspired silhouettes, Distortions of light - Frozen, mid-flight. I see more life in shadows, Dancing and disappearing, Leaping across buildings, While masses bow down To their master.
Candid Cares
The rancid stench of repetition Stinging minds into submission Open-mouthed empty stares Freedom from their own affairs No one speaks, for not one cares.
“Compassion is vacuous without action.”
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Search and Rescue
When waves of grief appear, Release a signal flare, For vessels floating near Will search and find you there.
Trouble Free?
One day if technology grants it
I’d like to be stripped of my mind.
A blank-slated me,
Memory free,
I wonder what trouble I’d find.
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Dotted Music Community Player - Featured Artist
Hey guys,
I’m honoured to be one of 10 artists featured in the launch of Dotted Music’s Community Player.
Click the link for more details:
http://dottedmusic.com/2012/news/dotted-music-community-player-launched/
Thanks to Andrew at Dotted Music for the honour.
Conor
