Posts Tagged ‘poetry’
Brick Lane Graffiti
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
Your hands were so warm
My heart began to thawThey say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
It’s been brighter since I’ve met you
Is my conclusion drawnIn the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
In the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
Later we kissed and travelled North
As you moved your hand through my hairWe swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
We swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
Some say we’re too sensitive
But I wouldn’t change us a bitWe travelled through London
We saw better by bus
We travelled through London
We saw better by bus
On to Brick Lane graffiti
I love many things about us
Loco Man
Worries about trust
Are you seeing someone?
Rationally I said no
But instinctively I said runI said I gotta go
You were stunned you began
But then you angrily said
You must be loco…manI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…manWorries about trust
Accusation and doubt
You got a problem now
You wanna change me aboutSometimes, I stumble
Sometimes, into the dark
Sometimes, I handle it
Sometimes, it leaves a markI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…man
Karma Chameleon
Actions speak much louder
Given with the right intention
Instead of chameleon words
Hidden with clever inventionWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?“Don’t hate me” you strangely said
But it’s something I never do
I’ve called you out as wrong
That’s all I think of youWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?You can survive as a chameleon
But you’ll leave much undone
You gotta stand out with respect
When you wanna get someWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?
I Get You
I don’t like being weighed
And measured
And judged
And found wanting again
I don’t like the visceral pain
Of rejection
I’m not right
I’m not good enough againBut equally I don’t like weighing
And measuring
And judging
And finding her wanting again
I don’t like the visceral pain
Of rejection
And her not feeling right
And her feeling not good enough againIn the middle of it all
A light
A warmth
I experienced on my way
She turned and said
In a bar somewhere
I get you
I understand all you feel and say
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?
The Power She Gave Me
She chose the one she loved the most
And I who loved me the most
Her love it banished my fears
And we grew and unfurled
Hand in hand to serve the world
Together throughout the yearsI never knew the power she gave
The joy or sadness I gave
By what my face would say
Like not giving all my attention
When she wanted to mention
All the little things in her dayI watched a woman to the end
As she talked to her friend
With such concentrated attention
It was a masterclass
In the beautiful art
Of the active listening dimension
The Unbearable Lightness of Being(2)
I see them in coffee shops
Laughing on the street
Often now in leisure sports gear
They are grounded
They are confident and sure
They make me smile when they are nearAnd we are but warrior ghosts
Floating above the ground
Looking for a port in a stormy sea
Are we in crisis?
Are we lost?
Because we’re so alone and freeThere is so much energy
There is so much talent
Wasted on meaningless things
We need a new messiah
Who will bring focus to all
And who knows what the future will bring?Sometimes I feel lonely
But my heart’s full of love
And I want to give so much more
I want to wrap my arms
Around all those who seek
And let them serve and grow once more
