Tag: blessings

there goes our pictures

rising with the storm clouds
she brings the north wind
encircling my memories
until her storm recedes
i cling onto the flotsam
trapped in her light

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Strange Immigrants

I am a strange citizen
lost in a world indifferent
to strangers and immigrants
but consenting only to labour
and toil and serving the hosts

I am struck down by a lull of fear
made suspicious and doubtful
earning wages behind closed fences
made strange into an unfamiliar shape

My presence is no more than a mistake
where my flesh and sweat are insufficient
to break that strangeness that binds us
Against which there is no respite

But I bear no ills in this imagining
or relinquish myself under fear
or wilt under the nightsky
amongst the fire and bullets

Yet every morning and every night
I bear the wrath of circumstance
of the night stars and cold winds
holding on to my strangeness
Where Happiness, I patiently wait

Don’t bring me down

it’s not a silly little moment
how dare you say it’s nothing to me?
because you can’t understand
if this will last forever

was there a second I looked around?
dancing in a burning room?
or know that I’m doomed
or to throw it away?

but I will pay no mind
You try to hurt me because you can
has taken better men than me
keep me where the light is

you want to bring me down
but you ought to know
I will not be thrown around

Shopping Malls and Motorways

beneath the pathway white
see the silver light that gleam and shine
of the chimes and clicks of hard metal might
hovering cars and motor bikes

my money, my time and my half of a life
ghosts and phantoms in the arcades
the fair lady and the gentle man
eating and prowling and dancing

how empty those wide spaces and narrow places
that snakes and charms our merry faces
and the sun shines and all that in-between

basking in honeycombs. what lucky fools we are.
of soft satin sheets, of wired mechanics
of fatty acids that winds our bodies down
with drips and drabs of yesterday’s rot

underneath false hype spiritual
that silver light still shine
hovering cars and motor bikes

Another time and another day
where we hop on the motorway
Spending money, time and life away
watching soundly as the twilight
fades over the crimson bay