Roses

you

told me

there'd be roses

that they'd be plenty

well these roses are dead

and the thorns hurt my head

like all the things that you once said

The Right Things

All the right things that we need to say
at the right moment seem to fade away
So instead of being special just for one day
we should live life just like that in each and every way
All the feelings that we feel someone else feels too
At the right moment I can feel what you do
So think of each other as we do what we do
You think of me and I think of you
Then all the right things that we need to say
at the right moment can just fade away
For we've lived every moment so special
and lived life just like that in each and every way.

The Unit

Seven days now
I’ve been above the ground
The earth trembles with every sound
The sun is so bright
As I move around
Trying to figure out a part of my life
A part of my life that’s gone
Apprehension, I’m uncertain what to do
Anticipation, of what is yet to come
Seven days now
I’ve been above ground
The night is so cold
As I move around
Trying to figure out a part of my life
A part of my life that’s gone
I feel like I’m sitting on the edge of a knife
Trying to figure out a part of my life
But it’s hard to see
From where I stand
It’s hard to see what happened to me
Black coffee and cigarettes fuel me
Drive me
To the place where I can see
The last place that I saw me
I’m tired and feel so alone
I’ve been buried, like a bone
In the desert
Far from home
Seven days now
I’ve been above ground
But I’m touching down
I’m coming home
I found my way back
to the Unit
to the front door.

peace on Earth

Let injury heal
Let doubt find faith
Let there be hope in despair
Let sadness become joy
Let love rule over hate
And let there be peace on Earth
Let love be contagious
Let illness be gone
Let all be equal
And all live as one
Let silence be broken and heard
Let's all gather for the word
And let there be peace on Earth
Let imagination run free
Of stagnation and damnation
Let it go let it be
Let the blind see
Let there be happiness
And let there be peace on Earth

I think the world misses John, I know I do. Peace and love to all and rest in peace big brother John.

a poet

I wanted to change the seasons
so I became a poet
if for no other reason
it began to rain
in the middle of the sun
the change of season has begun
and no sooner had the leaves
changed colour and fallen off the trees
when I found myself
standing in the snow on the beach
the year like me gets older
winter gathers on my head and face
and as I look over my shoulder
the summer sun slowly fades away
on another hot summer day
the seasons change so quickly
its hard to remember which it is
so many seasons gone by
some sealed with a kiss
and some gave us reason to cry
seems that's all we have though
the pastel, freshness and new beginnings of spring
flamboyant, bright, hot, bold days of summer
the earthy, cool, serene, crispness of autumn
extreme, icy, cold, our deep sleeps of winter
take your pick and call it your own
the seasons are yours to enjoy
as the reasons are yours to employ

Blue

One day soon

I’ll count the layers

in an onion.

Won’t you stay with me?

If you know what I mean

avocado green

We’ll watch the bees

alfalfa yellow

Sometimes you’ve seen

that sometimes

you need to be

blue, haven’t you?