Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Saturday 6 November 2010

Sitting by a open window at the forest cafe.

Sitting by a open window at the forest cafe

Soft sense escapes breath
please silence
i no longer want to taste cinnamon
false prayer flags
echoes in the wind
the perfect worlds
i plan
sitting behind the window
curtailed
dove clipped
spring blossoms
new life
revival in diluting circles
puddle dance ripple toward the drain
once i was colourful
hot blooded
latino sun!
grey whisper stalks my sleep
honesty
i feel like i want to touch you
deceitfully i shrink away
like a blue sky with not a cloud
i stay perfectly imprisoned
with fear
the truth
embrace the glowing comfort of nigh time
fresh prickling pollen of the stars
blindly walking with you
is pleasure
crashing drum beats in my head
weigh me down into tiredness
a pea fog
its cure and poison
woollen, cotton
travelling the world together
repeat the cloud sharing mountains, echoes,
is there less passion in light then darkness?
bitter venom of the wind
cancerous tooth bites
unravel every stitch in my clothes
coward!
true, from bravery i shy
hiding puddles from you in the rain
the wind through the window rustling flakes of dandruff in my hair
is engulfing in its gentle rush
and as fatal as being alone
in the middle of a brutal sea of waves
turning nightmares face up
my love is drowning
both of us face down
into the bitter sweet tide, of a million hopes and dreams.

Laughter is the day the wind changed
and blew its peacefull massage
dont be afraid little boys
dont be afraid
one day you will become men
one day one day
and when you have become men
well then the world is yours to command
so have no fear little boys
one day one day


As i face down into the bitter sweet tide
The moon wipes away the tracks cut into my eye
by shards of sea salt
my eyes bleed clean
dirty run away
bleeds clean
bare foot run away
leaches
bleeds bleeds clean
its enough to make
a strong man cry
a river circle of life
tears of joy
i am awake
i am open
i am alive

My love cant drown
my love floats
and swims
like a dream fuelled sky
raining poppies
everywhere
i dive headfirst into reality
the sea of tranquility
E yo ho ho
i uprising salute to Sting
i doth my cap to The Police
Giant steps are what we (each of us) are
Walking on this moon

This moon the earth shines bright
praise be for magic eyes
May they stay open until the end of time.

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