Again and Again….

He reaches out and puts his arm on her shoulder
Pulls her close and into his space
She trembled as the darkness enfolds her
As she sees the look on his face
He kisses her hair and whispers his guarantees
“No one will love you as much as I could”
He puts his hands around her neck and started to squeeze
Somewhere an owl hooted deep in the wood
The moon and the stars conspired for romance
Heedless of those that hunt by their light
Young lovers caught up in the passions of loves dance
Unaware of the monsters that crawl in the night

He laid her down gently in the heather
Kissed her lips in whispered goodbyes
Promised her that they would always be together
The moonlight reflected from her open eyes
He thought it was no more than he deserved
The love he offered was always the best
Such love, he mused, should be unreserved
Such unspoilt memories to take to her rest.
And the moon and the stars kept on shining
Uncaring of ill deeds done under their light
But it’s not natures way to be redefining
The role evil plays in the heart of the night

Another town and in another bar
Another hopeful smile exchanged
Two hearts beating under another star
One mind remains deranged
And so the world keeps on turning
A desperate lovelorn dance
Lonely hearts keep on yearning
Playing a game of chance
And the moon and the stars oversee all
Illuminating all the sins of men
Bedevilled in the grip of another nightfall
The record starts playing…again and again..

Autumn leaves

The music slows, I’m so aware
This maybe the last dance we share
So let the music ever play
To keep away the coming day
For tomorrow your plane will leave
Leaving me here alone to grieve

How long after you have gone will you
no longer think of me
A day, a month, a year or two
Before I’m just a memory?

You followed your head but not your heart
We made no promises right from the start
At least not in words for none were spoken
But when you leave my heart is broken
Some promises don’t need words to make
And these are the ones most difficult to break

And will the years be good to you?
May life treat you kind
Will another love be real to you?
I hope such love you’ll find

We are all but autumn leaves
Spinning in a cold winters day
Dancing in a manic breeze
Before slowly crumbling away
So what of love? It’s the winter snow
And when the sun rises, it melts, you go.

Broken

So many times I have called to you
How can I show you I care?
And how many times can my heart be broken
This love, I’m not sure I can bear
Reality tells me I’m wasting my time
Over and over again
Can’t you heal this ache that is mine
Killing me with this pain
Echoing voices that fill my head
Redemption comes at a cost
Hope is crushed as dreams are shed
Inside me all is lost

It seems to me that nothings real
This world just cannot be
A judgement made with no appeal
A cell door without a key
Locked inside my nightmare
A maze inside my head
Looking for somewhere, anywhere
Where I can feel instead
Numbed by life, by circumstance
Accusing thoughts I’ve never spoken
Paranoia does it’s happy dance
But I am left alone and broken

Where Eagles sing

He returned to gaze on the mountains high
Snow tipped peaks that scraped the sky
Beautiful yet deadly in their majesty
Uncaring of the passing humanity
Who in the mountains shadow live and die
some in this shadow still must lie
And some have carried pain from the past
Return to face their pain at last

Replay the memories from a childhood day
When life or death was a game to play
But two climbed that mountain wall
One returned, one not at all
One always lost, one never found
Somewhere on that frosty ground
Should mournful weary souls decry
There still his white bones must lie
Entrapped by wild flowers roots and stem
Where eagles sing his requiem

He gazed upon that mountain high
Where all forbidden secrets lie
Of the two, he was the truly lost
Left behind but at what cost
In his dreams memories abound
And what was lost cries to be found
He hears the call with weeping eyes
The child he once was replies
He knew he would climb the mountain again
Where Eagles still sing a requiem

They lie beneath

In this place where blood was spilled
A place where many men were killed
Each fighting for a dishonourable cause
Where some distant lord will take applause
And count his coin with sweating hands
The price of death in foreign lands
Paid by the blood of fighting men
Who never returned to home again
Their bones restless in unfamiliar ground
Thrown together in a burial mound
No mourners there to vent their grief
Grass grows on the soil they lie beneath

But still there are those that mourn
In the places they were born
Where streets of smoke deny the day
And candles burn to light the way
Where some still weep and some still wait
Unable to comprehend their fate
Time sheds hope like a tree sheds leaves
Some live now only in their memories
As the world moves on they are left behind
Still searching for a love they cannot find
No tombstones stand, no flowers or wreath
Grass grows on the soil they lie beneath

Girl with the long dark hair

A child of my times, restless and seeking
A future path to lead me to truth
To listen to tutors endlessly speaking
Dismissing their wisdom with the hauteur of youth
Sitting exams with low expectations
Winging those tests on a wing and a prayer
Outside the window she was picking carnations
That’s when I first began to care
For the girl
For the girl with the long dark hair

A bloody war for reasons no one understands
But for people like me the bloodstains were real
Politicians in silk gloves to hide the blood on their hands
Profiting on the dreams that they steal
Death begat ghosts and the ghosts they were abundant
Until I could see them just about everywhere
So they locked me away making my dreams redundant
Dreams that I wanted to share
To the girl
To the girl with the long dark hair

Now I’m old and lonely looking out at a winters scene
But turning over my memories like pages in a book
Building a story of a life that could have been
If I could have avoided the paths that I took
I mourn the loss of youths possibilities
Shadows surround me and lay my life bare
And I worry about the probabilities
Would life have been fair
To the girl
To the girl with the long dark hair

Rose

You can send me a rose or sing me a song
Tell me I’m right or you can prove me wrong
But it’s far too late for words or for flowers
We waited too long in our ivory towers
We believed in each other and that love never dies
Only to discover hidden truth in our lies
We waited to long, turned our faces away
The words wouldn’t come, nothing to say
And suddenly we found ourselves out there alone
Different worlds, each in our own
Do you still think of me, do you wonder anew
Do you wonder if I’m still thinking of you?
Did we do right for each other, did we do wrong?
Send me that rose, sing me that song…

Why

Why does the winter sunshine
Feel so cold against his skin
Icicles crawling down his spine
To freeze the heart within

Why does the blackbird sing
When all around it dull and grey
He finds no joy in anything
Least of all another day

Why does his broken heart
Plead for another chance
To beg her for another start
To rekindle a lost romance

Why does his head deny
His hearts insistent demands
You cannot build on a lie
A love on shifting sands

Better to turn and walk away
Better to not ask why
Some feelings words cannot convey
So turn and say goodbye

The Last

We are the last
The future calls
The world of our past
Crumbles and falls
Humanities hopes
Rest only on us
Slippery slopes
Twas ever thus
The last man standing
Carries the pain
Heroics outstanding
But nothing to gain
All was lost
Generations ago
No one counted the cost
No one wanted to know
A shrivelled rose
Life’s limits surpassed
A world in its death throes
And we are the last…

Monochrome moon

Where once she was filled with starlight
Sparkling in her eyes
Now she lives in a strange twilight
Where the moon will never rise

Her life is lived in her memories
Pictures flicker in black and white
Showing faded documentaries
Of when things used to feel so right

Emotions in monochrome
Lingering shadows in her eyes
Lost in her internal catacomb
Where the moon will never rise