Posts Tagged ‘communication’
Lo, There do I see my Father
I don’t like it much
The destruction, division and deceit
Does that make me
One of the Liberal Elite?I don’t like it much
All the insults & the lack of respect
Does that make me
Too Politically Correct?I don’t like it much
The noise all around
All the ignorance and the lies
Empty vessels make most soundThere’s never enough time under the sun
We all leave this place with much undone
With visceral feelings of roads not taken
But we’re not alone and we’re not forsakenLo, There do I see my Father
Lo, There do I see my Mother
And My Sisters and my Brothers
Lo, There do I see the line
Of my people back in time
Lo, There do they call to me
To take my place in the halls of Eternity
Where our enemies have been vanquished
Where the brave shall live forever
Where the truth shall reign
Where there’s beauty and no pain
Where we shall not mourn but rejoice
For we have lived a good lifeI’ve squandered days with plans of future plays
I’ve not planned this I tell, & I vow to live what’s left well
For all I ought to have thought, and have not thought;
For all I ought to have said, and have not said;
For all I ought to have done, and have not done;
I ask for forgiveness.
Actions Speak Louder
Well the parting was disjointed
And of an apparent selfish design
Was it just a clumsy mistake?
Or something more planned and malign?
The magic left like a light going out
Like air from a hissing balloon
The barriers came crashing down
Rushing the warmth from the roomI was made redundant
My services not now required
This was a crash landing
Ice emerged from the fire
Such breathless, ruthless action
No time even to think
A sword taken to the chain
It cut straight through the linkLater when I resurfaced
After gut wrenching days
“Keep good memories of us”
“Don’t hate me”, she says
Her actions had spoken louder
They didn’t care what I thought
Was a dishonest bow-tied closure?
Now really what she sought?“Oh, integrity’s important to me,
I don’t want you to feel used”
(Accepting no responsibility
But implying my feelings are confused)
I can forgive of course
But only with explicit request
And only with some recognition
That growth and change are a questNothing can protect me now
Cos everything must change and end
But there are more loving ways
Of leaving the party at the bend
Something nags at her inside
Maybe it’s the karma that she’s won?
Somewhere she needs approval
Something’s yet unfinished and undone
No Words Left
I’ve no words left
After how we parted
I’m alone at sea
Trust’s now re-startedWhat now of my needs?
What now of yours?
The contract’s broken
Back knocking on doors“Lovely, lovely memories”
Yes…you’re so right
They shine so bright
In this cold turkey nightOf course it’s my shit
I know it’s mine to manage
In this cold empty silence
I will limit the damageWe lived wild for a time
We trusted each other
In a brief oasis of time
We enjoyed each other
Flow
I’m not that pragmatic
I often swim against the flow
Others just float on by
“It’ll all be fine”, they knowI worry about lies
I worry about universal things
They only worry about themselves
What each decision will bringI’m not right, they’re not wrong
But these are barriers in between
I wish I could just remove them
But I want my beauty it seemsI walk over my beloved bridge
I breathe the air of the river
The sun will warm me tomorrow
Even as today I walk and shiver
Fabulous Women
I’ve met them, those fabulous women, working on their quest
All beautiful, all wonderful and dressed to look their best
We’re all such good people and gentle in this context
But we move on disappointed, resignedly to the nextThey look at me carefully and I watch them sift and weigh
They measure everything, every movement and word I say
Their body language speaks and quietly it tells me all
They lean back but often times, it’s I not they who fallsI see the masks and barriers, that they hold up before
As I pull them down, somewhat roughly, and I ask to, please, see more
Why am I so impatient, so quick to find their core?
Most are happy on the ocean, I’m so hungry for the shoreThey need to feel safe, and trust takes time, that’s clear
Brick by brick we build trust, to replace barriers and fear
Trust is calm predictability and it’s not chaotic change
There’s a responsibility to open, to teach and to arrangeI find that barriers often cause, more barriers to be raised
Or we lower and raise them, out of sync instead of phased
We advance and then retreat, hurt with every misread signal-bruise
This relationship between us, is always both of ours to loseAuthenticity is what we seek, and that better version of ourselves
We can bravely play in the jungle, or observe from barren shelves
Of course, sometimes we’ll get hurt, and sometimes we will fall
But better to have tried and failed, than never to have ventured at all
Barriers and Longings
There…I’ve said it
And it is, what it is
In the past, I’ve hid too much
Now my heart’s on my sleeveToo many barriers and longings
In the space between us both
I feel life’s too precious now
Not to go for the throatAll this stuff was swirling
All around my heart and head
I wanted to connect with you
Did I add another barrier instead?Ah…but there’s a mystery
Deep in a woman’s heart
And words are unlikely to change
Our chemistry from the startNow I’ve laid myself out
Before her as she walks
And flickering across her face
Is that her desire as she talks?
Trying to Connect – v2 (&Song)
I walk down the pavement
And I sit down inside
I get a hot coffee and a warm croissant
And then I start swimming against the tideI’m reaching out
I’m trying to connect
I don’t know what’s next
I’m trying to connectAah…This is me now
It’s a new day
And the sun is streaming hot
I forget the story in the stars
Cos nobody knows the plot
I was raised on a promise
It was whispered in the wind
It said “Give all you’ve got
And nobody can say that you’ve sinned”I’m reaching out
I’m trying to connectI don’t need to be rescued
I just need you to be there
I’m reaching out for something
Something we can share
But there’s too much noise, You can’t hear me
And there’s a haze, So we can’t see
I’m still outside, Your comfort zone
And when you don’t understand, I feel more aloneI’m reaching out
I don’t know what’s next
I’m reaching out
I’m trying to connectAah…This is me now
I created a song from the original poem and changed it in the process as often happens and so have republished it here.
Please listen to the song…I would love any comments.
