Wednesday, 21 May 2014

Song to a daughter

When the day turns black
and everything seems darkened with the tar of faint light
Look for me
Even when love fails you
And you are abandoned in a feverish and soulless place
Angels still are to be found
Do not give up hope
For even within the nightmare there is God

For how long we are lost
and how long we must search
and so hard do we strain to hear
music
though our ears are made deaf
though our mouths are made mute
All is prayer, all is prayer

Uncharted is your life
a wilderness of choice
hidden inside a maze of conflict
Harken to the voice you cannot hear
for it is the One who will tell you the truth
even as lies pile around you like the stones of mountains
and your heart has flown in fear from you

You are not lost
You are not lost

I see you as you are

Wonder of wonders
saint of saints
god of gods
nothing can compare
nothing is greater
nothing is as eternal
or as wise

as I understand you to be

For how long we are lost
and how long we must search
and so hard do we strain to hear
music
though our ears are made deaf
though our mouths are made mute
All is prayer, all is prayer

I know who you are

Wonder of wonder
saint of saints
god of gods
nothing is greater
nothing is greater

than you

Saturday, 26 April 2014

mr god

He lived a quiet life
washed his socks in the sink
strew his crumbs about like 
everybody else
and tried to keep himself clean

One day
when he was quite finished being a young man
he came upon a book
from which
words poured forth to him
into him
surrounding him

He soon lost it and could never
remember the title
But the words became a part of 
him
And he began to use them
secretly, only
secretly
For the magic in such words was too strong to share among 
the weak and mortal population

though he was no
Akhenaton 
He had never caused a revolution
or caused any of his hands or
those of other to be raised
in either joy or anger
and when he passed out of this world no one noticed he was
gone
or asked after him

He seemed a transparent person
a wonderwall
that no one cared to breach

His name was quickly forgotten by the postman by the dentist by the doctor by his employer
He left no children behind
His job was had been so unimportant that his assistant took it over while he was still performing it as it did not need to be taught and soon the assistant began to think he had always done it alone

While no one would have believed it he wished for this erasal
To be so forgotten would have given him an ultimate happiness 

And so it was easy to forget this man whose tastes were utterly boring
of which there was nothing to remark upon 
Even as he had done in his daily life he did in death

New people came and removed his meager belonging and were surprised to find 
jewels

gold
silver
the mighty and the superficial
the bright and the dull
of all patterns and colours and textures and beauty and repulsion
containing more wealth than Pharaoh himself

He had lived an ordinary space of years 
in an orderly fashion
of unimpressionable effect

Like all who went before
And so many after
He had collected a treasure

Some might say
He’d found some interesting words
that’s all

Those who chanced upon them hid them away for
they knew that it was enough
to raise him to the level 
of a 
small but mighty

god

Friday, 18 April 2014

Jerusalem

Jerusalem

(for Racheal) 
Send me the heroes who have 
lost all their gold
Who knelt to false angels who 
purchased their souls
The ones who have sold their clothes
for the cloth
The ones who melt devils then
wail their loss

And I will trade a million days
for their one thousand nights
Perhaps the dark surrounding them
will make them seek the light 

We'll dance on Rocks between the mounts until we stench the flow 
Of corpses filling heavens they were never meant to know

I offer you these million days
to save one thousand nights
The dark will sooth their wounds
and sleep will take the fight

Even as the harbor burns the ships before the glow
We will sing in places where only rabbis go
and sing them songs 
of sunny days lost and
far ago
Before the day extended to son above and also
son below 

Promise me your thousand nights to my one million days
A thousand nights of peace
is worth double what I pay

As Jesus and Mohammed pray in caves throughout the land
I'll have them up and dancing with nails in their hands
Forgotten woes still sting the wounds
that wail on the wall
Allahakbar cries the morning but no one heeds
the call

Make to me the fair exchange but remember in the light
That days are always shorter and dimmer than the night

And hard the wine and blood will flow
until a dozen ships ago 

A young girl died and closed her eyes and missed her falling star

Still Helen could not want for more; she did not start nor end the war

She died so many years ago

I will pay a million days for her one thousand nights
A thousand nights of love are worth 
a million days of strife

And tell her gently

do not come again
The war and the Eternal City will not end
......
Jerusalem must await

A race of better men

Monday, 3 March 2014

John 800 and thirty-nine

If one of them had understood

if one of them had known

each one of the apostles would

have cast the first stone

They laid him out in honour

They laid him on his bed

decided they would eat his flesh

decided he was dead

But still he lived among them

yet no one knew his name

his eyes were sunken back

and swallowed up in pain

Abraham's children 

10,000 strong that day

inherited the past

then cast it all away

Judas was a preacher who

sat upon his throne

and laughed in merriment

as he stroked his band of gold

and counted all the money

and counted all the heads

And Abraham's children cried over his death

Who do you look to god for who do you understand

who do you believe was truly son of man

Look into the ocean the sea has it's own ways

and the stars need no disciples to send them to their graves

Bereft and lost we seem but are we really free

Can we learn to stand without the guilt that colours all we dream

Abraham's children increased their force of arms

then threw them in the water

and burned them in the sand

the sky will be their dwelling place without the plans of man

And who will walk before us

And who will walk alone

And who will take the prophet's hand

and lead him to his tomb




Saturday, 15 February 2014

Daisy Daisy

Come and walk beside me

and keep me company

pretend some one is watching

inside of all our dreams

Please come and stand beside me

follow me to sleep

you think we've found the answers

inside the in-between

Draw yourself a picture

colour it in green

place God inside the garden

and follow me to sleep

I know that you are lonely 

think I have all the letters

your words will ever need

Don't mistake the honour 

of sharing in my sleep

we all hide deep together 

in some one else's dream

Come and walk beside me

we'll walk into the sea

and drown in streams of letters

with no words for company

Please come and stand beside me

I'll swallow all your dreams

it's what you've always wanted

it's where you've always been

No dead can wake the living

No life can death redeem

Let us walk together


into the in-between

Monday, 10 February 2014

Merry Christmas

I tried to get to you for days

but it was too cold

or too late

or not the right time

I spent those days with friends thinking

you would be there

you would be happy to see me

we would laugh about our sisters

maybe have a meal together

I didn’t think about you a lot

it was a busy time of year

and you were busy too 

I thought

When I was close I'd get the call

but it wasn’t from you

it would never be from you 

I thought there was something wrong 

because

the grief was so ordinary 

as ordinary as opening the door

and 

sometimes


still think you 


will

Friday, 17 January 2014

Liar Liar

I wish I could I wish I could

never forgive never forgive

or forget or forget

living without you living without you

pain more pain pain more pain

in my memory in my memory

erase it erase it

easy soft easy soft

no bad dreams no bad dreams

live live

faraway faraway

you tell me you tell me

once once

is enough is enough

but once is impossible but once is impossible

because because

there is then there is then

there is now there is now

two times two times

that never add that never add 

up to up to 

once