Poems coming soon ...
All poems are, of course, written by me --
1.
Straying, wandering, with a streak of madness
And then…. I saw this giant phallos, and
No, wait…
Wrong poem
”Hey ya, silly! Dis ain’t no poem! ”
Yes, no, I know… but it could have been
It might be. It can be!
With some little fine-tuning I’ll get there
”Oh… megalomania, eh?”
No! noh… just a silly dream …just a dream
”Yeah, daydreamin. Dat’s bout all ya doin, rite?
My means ain’t ta be bullyin ya here…
But I do hope ya kno wat kinda path daydreamin drops ya off at?
Madness! …pure, solid madness!”
Oh, well, yes, I do know a little about that, yes
So, eh… who are you anyways?
”Ah! Nosey little missy ain’t ya?
I is da personified madness at da end of dat path
ya jus took off at, missy,
wen ya ain’t got nothin else ta write about”
Well… I am aware I was running a little short of subjects to write about,
but I was actually trying to write a poem about love and eh… love,
when something else entered my mind,
and then you came along and..
”Sumthin else? Yeah rite! A giant phallos?
Madness I tell ya! Pure madness!
Ya ain’t got nothin else on ya mind dan sex, eh?
Poem my a** …stuff it missy and go ta bed!”
Right. I’m so sorry.
You’re absolutely right.
Sorry
I'm out..
2.
Do you remember
The whos and whats?
Neither do I
All I see is You and Me
We and Us
So who gives a damn bout
whos and whats?
Neither do I
Do you remember
The whos and whats?
Neither do I
All I see is You and Me
We and Us
So who gives a damn bout
whos and whats?
Neither do I
3.
At my bosom
laid many a soul
In times of joy
and times of despair
From my baby girl
to my grown up man
And at certain times
my men in between
All quenching their thirst
of different needs
I’d comfort
I’d please
I’d give them the deepest
most inner corners of
my very soul
4.
Oh, Dear Lord,
Am I in trouble
But if you ever
catch me on Cassiopeia,
I’ll be having fun up there
with some cute aliens
And since Love is
... yes ...
What is Love?
The touch of your lips?
Flying high in the sky?
Everything?
... or nothing?
Anyways…
and... noh,
I don’t know
what love is..
... Aahh, Yes I do
Damn...
I lost it again
I’m gone --
Oh, Dear Lord,
Am I in trouble
But if you ever
catch me on Cassiopeia,
I’ll be having fun up there
with some cute aliens
And since Love is
... yes ...
What is Love?
The touch of your lips?
Flying high in the sky?
Everything?
... or nothing?
Anyways…
and... noh,
I don’t know
what love is..
... Aahh, Yes I do
Damn...
I lost it again
I’m gone --
5.
The worn-out old Lady,
Walking down the street,
Looking sad and fadey,
Dragging her weary feet
She reads your mind,
She knows your thoughts,
You cannot hide,
She tried it all
We see her walk
The street each day,
She never speaks,
We leave her stay
She's seen it all,
The rise and fall,
Though sad and fadey,
She's still a Lady
The worn-out old Lady,
Walking down the street,
Looking sad and fadey,
Dragging her weary feet
She reads your mind,
She knows your thoughts,
You cannot hide,
She tried it all
We see her walk
The street each day,
She never speaks,
We leave her stay
She's seen it all,
The rise and fall,
Though sad and fadey,
She's still a Lady
6.
Come along and
Take the chance and
Spend some time with me
I'll show you stuff
You never knew
You'd ever gonna see
Through space and time
We take the ride
Come take the chance with me
Come along and
Take the chance and
Spend some time with me
I'll show you stuff
You never knew
You'd ever gonna see
Through space and time
We take the ride
Come take the chance with me
7.
You’re not my man
Yet you reside in my heart
This is for you,
The man with the eyes
Like the deep dulcet sound of
of a melancholic blues
A weh yu a seh fi mi?
You say your heart is drained
And water runs through its veines
Ah, it is blood all right, I say,
And how do I know, you say?
How can I feel what you don’t know?
Mi a kno yuh story
An dat fi true,
And that’s not a threat
It's my love for you
Like the wounded panther
So is you,
Licking your wounds and
You never forget
Your fights, your sorrows
Your loves, your loss
Your heart shines right through
You cannot hide,
I saw from day one
Your manly pride
In those deep melancholic angel eyes
Use it wisely and
do it Your way,
Then no one will ever be right to say
one single word about
Your heart
Not being filled with
pure human blood
You’re not my man
Still you reside in my heart
An mi naa jesta an’ dat fi true
You’re not my man
Yet you reside in my heart
This is for you,
The man with the eyes
Like the deep dulcet sound of
of a melancholic blues
A weh yu a seh fi mi?
You say your heart is drained
And water runs through its veines
Ah, it is blood all right, I say,
And how do I know, you say?
How can I feel what you don’t know?
Mi a kno yuh story
An dat fi true,
And that’s not a threat
It's my love for you
Like the wounded panther
So is you,
Licking your wounds and
You never forget
Your fights, your sorrows
Your loves, your loss
Your heart shines right through
You cannot hide,
I saw from day one
Your manly pride
In those deep melancholic angel eyes
Use it wisely and
do it Your way,
Then no one will ever be right to say
one single word about
Your heart
Not being filled with
pure human blood
You’re not my man
Still you reside in my heart
An mi naa jesta an’ dat fi true