What's been happening with me.

It's been noticed that I haven't been around much, This is because I've had to go back to university, holidays are over. In my infinite wisdom I decided to do writing poetry because it's a bird course and I can produce poems faster than George bush slurs words.

So here are the ones I've spat out so far, none of them have been edited or polished and all together they would have taken me 20 minutes to write maximum.

The Poem

Sadness fills the poet whose words are ripped apart
The meaning so obvious, lost among the sheep
Why destroy what was once so beautiful
You've made bitter that which once tasted so sweet
Why can't it be what it says it is
Plainly beautiful on the page
Read me, sing me, recite me out loud
But leave me as I am; Uninterpreted


Knot 1

Bob loves Sue
Sue loves Gary
Gary loves Debbie
Debbie loves Bob


Knot 2

Paul loves Kate
Kate loves Paul
Paul is too shy to act
Kate is too shy to act
Kate and Paul are sad


Concrete

I stood beside him, we danced together, our souls entwined as one
The music soft, the lights turned low, the look of ecstasy on his face
Drunken and worn down from the days work, we danced as if entranced
Our minds no longer functioning as we moved in time together
Together I felt we could do anything, together we were gods.
Then I sat down at one table, he sat at another
We no longer knew each other
Without the music we are strangers, we never speak a word
But tomorrow night the music will start again
And so the dance goes on


Weary

The battle field empty
Alone he wanders
Lost in the sea of memories
The war long over
The men gone home
One old soldier left
Too tired to die

What am I?

I walk without standing
I float and yet I sink
I am old yet still a boy
Pass me on the left
Pass me on the right
But never the same both ways
You'll never find me on land
But in truth I have no sea legs either


This riddle copywright to SoS piracy 29/2/06

Song snippets

How does your heart beat?
Why do you breath?

He's insane, truely mental and sometimes I fear it's rubbing off on me

It's clouds illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

The world has died

A tear, a simple tear nothing more
A reflection, a mirror of my thoughts
Just a sadness moving in
Like a storm upon a spring day

It doesn't matter to them
They cannot comprehend,
But to me the world has died
And I am left behind to cry

The lights are fading out
The sun's rays shine no more
The trees have fallen down
And lay withered on the floor

Smile love, no one notices a tear when you're smiling
Say a prayer,

Place a rose upon the grave

For the

world is

dead.

Rob; My Wannabe Savior

Rob, Robert, Bob, Bobby, I swear his name changes with his moods.

Rob offered to fly over, pack me in his suitcase and fly me back to New York with him, I tell you, some days it's very tempting. I talk with so many people online, I know most of them I'll never meet, some of them I wouldn't want to meet, and some I wish could cross continents to find me.

It's kinda sad really, talking to someone you will never see, never touch, never hear them call your name.

It's funny, when I first started speaking to Rob I didn't like him much, he seemed to know everything, so naturally I assumed, 'typical American.' (Friends excluded of course.) Then one day he mentioned something and I quoted the reference and we just hit it off. We are great friends, we're always discussing Lovecraft's work, or some other obscure cult following that no one around us understands and occasionally we get together and mind fuck people, that's always fun. We get alot of annoying people where we chat so there is never short supply.

So many other friends I 've made out of similar details, sure I've made a few enemies too, but I don't mind if people hate me. It's the world of the web, but that's all it will ever be, a keyboard, a screen and an anti-social.