2/5/1984. Aged 16

Lost First Love


Wouldn't it be good
to turn the hands
of a clock
backwards and backwards
disfiguring time,
twisting it, melting it
and moulding it like a sculptor.
Gently probing, fixing the imperfections
to how I want.

No tears, no sorrow,
no heartache.
Knowing the future
shaping the past so
that it would never
ever be a reality.

But the hands of the clock
go only clockwise
And the face remains unchangeless
as events and people move on
suffering, loving and living.
The could have beens remain
and there they stay faceless yet real, blindingly real
on the face of the clock
as the hands sweep by.

29/04/1990

Loving a lie
as soft as the bedsheets.
Framing the scenario
within borders and nails.
Loving a lie, no need to delete
truth is hidden, truth the discreet!
Loving a lie, in the frame a fence
Not high enough I see it hence!
Light on lies, no love only lust
What is once, is now only dust.

07/05/1990

You talk more than you communicate.
The talking leaves only a listener
who cannot get a word in.
And the listener is a whisper
of some half-forgotten dream,
growing into a nightmare,
to be heard only as a scream!

AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!

I used to be good therapy.
I used to be a good friend.
Finished with the therapy.
Finished with the friend.

On an Inspiration - 12 Midnight. 06/06/1986.

About to be separated by the
hands of time
by some careless hand of
a god above...
Different people, different lives
but for now, together, sharing,
being.
Then for later forgetting -
and others...
regardless of wishing to always
remember and cherish
the clouds of Time mottle and hide,
then float away in the wind
Gone for now
Gone for ever...
 

30/04/1991.

Finding Love fickle
she slept alone.
*
Finding solace in moon-weavings
Losing her self
along the way
* She lives...

Finding wholeness
and holiness in Love
The Tao slept
with her, within her
* Finding her self
reflected and part of
an other
* She loves...



 

December 1986.

So alone inside
Emptiness reaching out
with icy fingers
clutching and seeking
to take her soul.
Scared of life and it's
possibilities, withdrawing
to be one of the untouchables,
unaware of how to be
to live and give
and love.

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