Wednesday, November 27, 2019

water and rocks



acrylic on watercolour paper
spray paint and linseed oil 
30"x 36"

I'm waiting for the rain to fall


about nobody and nothing I am
I am just waiting for the rain to fall
I'm waiting for the rain to fall on me again

grey sky pushed inside the sky
and slippers and heat and the cats wet street window
electric evergreen love here
we are together in this recorded sound
waiting between the sheets of invisible matter
that really doesn't matter does it

the road spaces in-between the forest I passed
in the last lane going home to you
now here in my dreams
the piano awaits me and my candle
and the sound I wrap my love in now
tight and protected from the people storms
and the battered mountains in the dark
and the cold that youth once scoffed at
now the humbled and ageing soul
outside the yellow cab to the beyond
just watches and wonders at it all

will you come out of the screen and the light and the sun
in the nick of time
become here with me now like skin
and mornings entangled
will you come out of the lonely and the cold
out of me and into me and here the heart beats again
to fires and sheets and music and laughters silence
probably not

I'm waiting for the rain to fall
to pack up and leave
to stay and give it all away again
the candle burning is in me now
the one I need is here
only in me

blazing white and empty sky
like bells and the angles singing a minor chord
she sings to me
with train track metal horns blaring out of this view
this earths turning rock of white and blue ice snow
white light of the sun
I am here with it all again
inside the oceans water eye
reflecting the path from the moon

we have trapped ourselves here with words again
turning paradise into a poisoned fire
the promise into the pain
I let go of this promise and stand alone
and walk the spiral path into the world again
waiting for it to rain
waiting for it to rain again




Sunday, November 24, 2019

a circle on the sand


cast away into this magnificent void
lonely and bloody
my golden luck in threes

save it all, save it all
for the lonely view
save it all
for the love in you
save it all
for the lonely few

here is the blackness in the face of noon
destrudo pulls hard to break the new
a skeleton mirror and the face and the hands
a life of their own now and I hold your hand
your white body and grey hairs and the burning sands

bits of paper squinting in the dark red light
it was a long time to love again but now
now the dust blowing in the black winds
street lights and dogs and the glare of headlights
on the black rainy street I love you all again and again

down this road
I didn't get the words
to hang my soul upon
made a path for me
out of a dark cave of misery

now the lights in my eyes
and my ears live in luxury
as solid as a metal desk
the old man awaits
the perfection

alpha is the beginning
from inside the cave
her bells ring beautifully
like words of grace

a million candles are burning
for the lonely woman and the
lonely man
and the rain falls down like silver and sand
and we the children float away
back into the innocent land
back into a circle on the sand




Saturday, November 9, 2019

until we become the cloud again














always alone now
until we can become the cloud again
stare at the screen and bleed
the heart pumps itself and life spills out
dead trees in the grey fog
quiet and beautiful and empty
a few birds left to skirt across the sky

no more insects
right on the brink we all teeter

we lie to the children
pretend we are free to speak
like a gun to the head
my livelihood for conformity
to the cult of flags
and skulls
and dead trucks leaking oil

oceans breathing fire from time
across the clock of fabric and stone
known leaves dampen the breath
and only my silent love will suffice now
the love that lives in dreams
with memories of friends and clouds and trust

I will play again in the woods someday
put thorns in the bark
loose myself in joy
hunt with sticks and hope the one
walks past with her dogs
walk the creek and discover the stone lion
start again with a new life
and the promise of love eternal

in another age from here
a skip and a jump in time
a new body that is whole
after the days have been conquered
after the burden is lifted
after the wings cross the fields of many shooting stars






Wednesday, November 6, 2019