ten thousand days shall I love thee
and quite the measure more
countless will the hours be
that have you in my thoughts
though the sands of time may drift
and life erodes the shore
my heart will shine like Pharos
ten thousand nights and more
song
Unfinished Ode
My lover’s lips
they speak so warm
the promised kiss
wherein is born
the ecstasy
I long have sought
and sweet release
of passions wrought
eggshell blues
there are eggshells in my head
which each and every day
I choose to walk upon
in the hope their sky blue skins
will fracture
and in doing so
allow the thoughts contained within
to take wing and fly to you
partial song for Sunday
singing out loud
what I’m thinking today
as the sun rolls by
sitting in a deckchair
dreaming, yeah yeah
just dreaming
no thoughts screaming
’cause
I’m setting them free
as soon as they’re born
by singing out loud
what’s in my head today
forcing rhymes in notes for a silly love song
preserve this heart in amber
so a million years from today
the world will know for certain
that I loved you this way
a lost verse to a song by one of those Gallagher chaps
I saw you shamble down the road
a little like a common toad
your head was up your arse
you looked so mean
you spoke about your masterplan
for getting even with “the man”
an angrier little guy
I’d never seen.
embryonic song notes on the nightstand
before I was me
I’d sing the songs
that I wanted to be
but that was my springtime
that was before
now I don’t sing
those songs anymore
Plastic Paddy
I’m eating Irish cheddar
for Saint Patrick’s Day
all washed down
with lots of Irish Beer
I’ll be singing protest songs
all the evening long
though no one I know’s
been Irish for some years
Jerusalem verse one
in the old north rest of England
where I started out
the places have all shuttered up
and turned the big lights out
there’s downtowns slowly dying
one pawn shop at a time
wherein lies the reasoning
as there isn’t any rhyme.
skipping rope ditty
cat in a box
hat in box
jack in the box too
I would put
a lid on it
now
if I was you
