It comes to some
In the middle of the night
When all is quiet
and there isn’t much light
But then they come
To say hi there Friend
Remeber me?
Why I’ve just begun
To remind you of
your day’s long journey
coxing all and a bit flirty
It’s a good place to hide
Till comes, 12:30
For there is where
the demons do appear
Reminding all
Not to fall
Under their light
dull and not so bright
But clear to see
What next you need to be
On a Triumph
Motorcycle riding alone down an anonymous road
Or in a biplane slicing aimlessly drifting through the sky
Carefree
That is where I choose to spend the rest of my time
Time spent so well in the heavenly sky
Or road of broken promises
No matter at all,
Not for discusion
Only to be felt
Of human life with no strife do I chase
For all my years float in space
Of certain I do cry
For the tacid wealth of the unknown
For the death of the forgone
The principals of loves, admirations
Aand lofty thoughts of no religion,
Break your bread amongst the great unwashed
Around souls who have lost
Where misery rests her head before embes of life beyond come and say again
I was once whole and pure
And could now never think to endure rife phrases spoken from deaf ears draw.
Beside myself I sit alone
Thinking about those
Who have come and gone
And who are they did you say
So along the boardwalk i roam
Looking for what was left to hate and love in bloom
Where packs creak
Shutting their speak
As nails pop from holding memories holes
I wonder when it was
We each lost a friend,
Thought of no end
Yet time leapt on
We lost our youthful song
Slipping into the depth of life
Our skins became cold and hard, from awful strife
Oh wouldn’t it be nice
To go back to a simpler time of life
Where just you and me
And me and you
Lived like one,
under mistletoe….
Of 66
Is where I thought I knew allot
Where my troubles fell flat i thought
Upon which was a mighty switch
That con secrated my views I thought
And so do you know
Is my style that which does grow?
Upon the joists of teenage life
Is where I hope I found lives life
So love me or not
I am only human in vision and thought
Will you help me with your thought
For I am forever more
A rascal thought gone ever more
I was struck upon a dying light
One which fell
Between cluttered fields
Of bits of right and fright
And then there was shown
Times gone bare
Which held me close
To the stars that night of all known
Oh what to do
What to say
What will bring
A brand new day
For I am just one clumsy soul
Alone alone but not lonely
At all…
School girl eyes
Blinked at darkening skies
Thoughts off past time
Lost their rhythm of good times
A breeze whispered flee
Yourself from troubled doubts
For yesterday’s come and go
Without any help.
We become what we became
We went to where we go
We ride to where we rode
We sing of that which we told
And in the crying mercy of time
You’re not looking hard enough, for it
Everyone has one,
A place
Some place, they feel comfortable to roam, alone
Where, if it were the end of the world
You’d feel safe
And not be concerned,
Alone with yourself
Looking up from a moonlit country road
The top is down
The engine well warmed
Purring thunderous notes
Singing, hey let’s get out-ta here, soon?
And soon comes sooner than most
Fading twinkling stars go to ghosts
The road ahead, goes east and west with no end
A perfect map
To follow within truckers gaps
So, if you can’t find it
Here on earth
