Once you took me up by Anglezarke
we lit a fire alongside a small stream
Heard close by the song of a skylark
The heather glowed its purple for the bees
O happy day when I was with the boys
Out on Pennine edges on the Moors
Boys got much more freedom
And the mystery of the hills
which still allures
We walked down into Chorley, took a bus
Surprised by bliss my eyes could see afresh
Ah,brother I don’t want you to lie still
No blood to circulate,no thoughts,no will
No help,no humour.jokes no
sharp true eye
From our old shared pram,to live, to die.
I used to do your homework
late at night
Abstract thought to you was no delight.
You wondered over X and y and z
Preferred the shapes of Nature in your. head.
I shall retain the memories of the good
You who taught me speech and hate and love
Do not wear a bin bag in the snow
You need sheepskin boots on an ice flow
Better think of summer and bright lights
The sun will rise and set but not at night
Blakeny is in Norfolk which we love
Air,sky sea will mingle for our good
Camel coats are just the thing today
Don’t worship in it,can a camel pray?
Better to wear wool,it does no ill
Don’t mate with rams, they are not on the pill
Some wear leather some wear plastic boots
Never marry either duck or coot
Vinyl keeps the rain out very well
If you meet a grape vine do not tell
On Sunday we would stroll to old Deane Road
My brother used to speak in. Code
My baby sister in her pram so bold
Now both have died and passed away
I can’t forget the golden rods and Mum’s coat frayed
The cemetery where we used to pray
Now Mum is dead will there be room for me
I prefer to lie beneath my tree
I hope I shall be eaten like the Host
Though I am no Saviour I have done my best
And crave the peace of nature and her rest.
The church bells ring again in harmony
Asking for some peace and charity
I rode on Daddy s shoulders held his ears
He sang and whistled I wished he was still here
Doctor I have a fraction in my leg
i broke my crown
Two halves ? .
No three quarters
Doc I lost my mind
It is in your brain
i lost that too
Sorry There is no hope
How can I live ?
Doctor I can’t breathe
A miracle !
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Take an aspidestra after food
Clear your mind of thoughts and never Brood
Rumination is a foolish skill
You are not a cow not daffodil
Do not eat roast beef with my pencil
Do not steal a penny from the till
Do not leave potatoes in your Will
Learn to spell Inferno what the hell
I remember Xmas ’46.
the glowing coal,the sugar bag,the sticks
The boys had fairisle jumpers in pure wool
The golden cup of happiness was full
In the flames I saw bright dancing shapes
oh happy infant ,love, oh happy state.
on a Xmas tree were hung the chocolate coins
in the crib I saw Lord Jesus born
My sister too was soon to leave the Womb
Next time she would be there in the room
Her Celtic face was round her eyes were green
Rarely did she cry,Allanah, Queen
This was Eden,this was all our joy
Come back Love,do not our lives destroy.
My hand reached out to touch you but all there was was air
I stared into the garden and see the birds fly off
I can’t tell you any thoughts like the ones we used to share
Are they bound for Africa, àre they plump enough?
I call out for your tender touch,I ask you to come back
All there is is silence,no love to fill my lack
I cry out for your presence now but you are flying too
I have to do this part alone
I don’t have a clue
I saw a London ambulance go by
I wonder who will live and who will die
On Yom Kippur God writes upon a scroll
The ones who will be cut off or made whole.
Who knows they have been living without heed
Thinking not. about their neighbour’s needs,,,?
We can look out if we feel. It free from fear
That is hard when demons seem to leer.
Officer,my vocation is to care for the dying
Surely God doesn’t want you to shoot them first
Well, people live too long
Too long for what ?
For me to be practice my vocation
I think there is something wrong with you
But also something right?
Who are you, Wittgenstein ?
Never heard of dear Ludwig
Neither have I.
What a paradox!
What else have you never heard of?
I am floating in the water in my maxi flowered dress
i don’t know where I’m going to,you just have to guess
No,I am not drowning.Nor shall I now confess
The priest was not amused, said my sins were very odd.
I shall not rely on him,I rely on God
He told another woman she was wasting too much time
She was thinking carefully to make her sin’s a rhyme
She was also envious but envy is no poem
Did Jesus die on Calvary because Love is a crime?
Religion is perverted to glorify the Strong
Aint’ it bleeding obvious that is sorta wrong ?
You whose roots entwined with mine
Are torn away and thus I pine
I need your balance or I fall
In the night I hear your call .
each single.root will bear a wound .
The green blood weeps into the ground
I didn’t like to go there without you
I didn’t like to be there without you
I didn’t like to come back without you
I don’t like to be here without you
No,not without you
While the gossips chat
And I see that caf
I don’t want to live without you
And they say I’m strong
They can’t understand
I don’t want all this without you
They put me in
A metal van
It hurt my back
It’s you I lack
Tell them you’re near
And you can hear
What they don’t say
What they don’t pray
I miss you.I miss you
Come with me.
Be with me
Must I suffer for ever
Don’t leave me
I can’t go on with the pain
But that’s what remains