Wednesday, 27 June 2007

A scrawl before bedtime

A perfect part of silence
That we're trying to find
Together
As we ride
Sorting from the muddle
A silence
Deep
Unshakeable

What noise to take us there?

Which noise to choose amongst
All the others
To make us whole, happy, complete
Unbreakable
Unfathomable
Yet understood
Shared
A mystery to spend
Unquenchably
For all
With all
Yet complete without

Which noise to follow?

That break to fix
To mend all the others
Oh, that would be so easy!
That would be so great!
What ease in mystery so easily solved?
Play time for us all
That matters so much
The worthy path playfully trod
The cure, the method
To lift these clouds
So we may be free of all methods
And blend into this
silence
Around us
Within us

Are we really trying to find it?
Or just kidding
Seeking an easy way
For the hardest answer
That is no answer
Just a path
A way
A silence we so well to
hide from ourselves
Only our selves
Between ourselves
And the others we wish to share
So silently
The journey
In silence
To silence
The end within us all

And we're getting there aren't we?
Aren't we?
Tell me we're getting there
Somewhere
From here
This silence
We noisily protect
To never find

Cannot be found!
Only relaxed in
Lived in
Silence
Indecipherable
The only home we'll ever know
Through truth

So we shake
We crumble
To rebuild this holy temple
For ourselves
For others
The intrinsic good
Or joy
Or truth
In all the flimsy shacks
That litter us around
Within us
Within others
A mountains reach
But no summit to reach
A rocky road we've found
But not found

...but with you
this lost will be
for a few moments
that much easier

A scrawl before bedtime

A perfect part of silence
That we're trying to find
Together
As we ride
Sorting from the muddle
A silence
Deep
Unshakeable

What noise to take us there?

Which noise to choose amongst
All the others
To make us whole, happy, complete
Unbreakable
Unfathomable
Yet understood
Shared
A mystery to spend
Unquenchably
For all
With all
Yet complete without

Which noise to follow?

That break to fix
To mend all the others
Oh, that would be so easy!
That would be so great!
What ease in mystery so easily solved?
Play time for us all
That matters so much
The worthy path playfully trod
The cure, the method
To lift these clouds
So we may be free of all methods
And blend into this
silence
Around us
Within us

Are we really trying to find it?
Or just kidding
Seeking an easy way
For the hardest answer
That is no answer
Just a path
A way
A silence we so well to
hide from ourselves
Only our selves
Between ourselves
And the others we wish to share
So silently
The journey
In silence
To silence
The end within us all

And we're getting there aren't we?
Aren't we?
Tell me we're getting there
Somewhere
From here
This silence
We noisily protect
To never find

Cannot be found!
Only relaxed in
Lived in
Silence
Indecipherable
The only home we'll ever know
Through truth

So we shake
We crumble
To rebuild this holy temple
For ourselves
For others
The intrinsic good
Or joy
Or truth
In all the flimsy shacks
That litter us around
Within us
Within others
A mountains reach
But no summit to reach
A rocky road we've found
But not found

...but with you
this lost will be
for a few moments
that much easier

Tyninghame 2

Feast your joys
Take off my clothes
Swim in the sand
and draw faces with sticks
Running up dunes
To get a better view
Posing rhodedendrons
And the green -lush!-
Picked out in your eyes
Regina Spektor hair
And love for every pouting moment
Shining from your lips

Dream of me, honey,
When you're lost in Winnipeg
Counting snows, laughing
At Scottish beaches, fires
And songs about dairy
Flowing with your poems,
Lullabies for a stranger
Sleeping, shivering, close

Chocolate milk for breakfast
And Hendrix to take us home
Dream girl you're going
And it'll be as if you were never here
A dash of inspiration in this
summer that wil never end
in your heart and mine
Over an ocean
But coasting together
We'll fly we'll speak or email
But we'll never stop dancing.

Tyninghame 2

Feast your joys
Take off my clothes
Swim in the sand
and draw faces with sticks
Running up dunes
To get a better view
Posing rhodedendrons
And the green -lush!-
Picked out in your eyes
Regina Spektor hair
And love for every pouting moment
Shining from your lips

Dream of me, honey,
When you're lost in Winnipeg
Counting snows, laughing
At Scottish beaches, fires
And songs about dairy
Flowing with your poems,
Lullabies for a stranger
Sleeping, shivering, close

Chocolate milk for breakfast
And Hendrix to take us home
Dream girl you're going
And it'll be as if you were never here
A dash of inspiration in this
summer that wil never end
in your heart and mine
Over an ocean
But coasting together
We'll fly we'll speak or email
But we'll never stop dancing.

Tuesday, 20 March 2007

Tyninghame

The track suggested mud and deep green beneath the night
Fields basking in a moon that was not so full
Like a cheek of God grinning
At a joke we travelled to understand
Puddles wept back at her
Two torches, hug greetings, yellow waistcoasts
Beyond: a beach accelerating

Dancing droves beat limbs and earth
Bones shake to new beats
Flow as ancient as Earth
Never smelling sweeter (sweatier?)
Colour lips, whirwind hair
Eyes booming alive
Man stands
World at his feet
Ocean at his head
Faded faded moon wishing red upon the shore
We swing, fly
Find further arms to fall into
Take another sip of joy
In case it is our last
Beach is thinning
Moon reappearing
Another draw on this happiness
So rightfully ours
Uh wow this dream!
This beauty!
Another dab to beautify it more

Calm underneath

There is no calm underneath it all
Collisions so out of our control
pretend to whirl and understand

A purer form of fury
From somewhere we can't deny
But would despise
If it wasn't
For the surer form of knowing
We're sure beyond it lies

A madness to meet God's madness
So we can look her in the eye

Tyninghame

The track suggested mud and deep green beneath the night
Fields basking in a moon that was not so full
Like a cheek of God grinning
At a joke we travelled to understand
Puddles wept back at her
Two torches, hug greetings, yellow waistcoasts
Beyond: a beach accelerating

Dancing droves beat limbs and earth
Bones shake to new beats
Flow as ancient as Earth
Never smelling sweeter (sweatier?)
Colour lips, whirwind hair
Eyes booming alive
Man stands
World at his feet
Ocean at his head
Faded faded moon wishing red upon the shore
We swing, fly
Find further arms to fall into
Take another sip of joy
In case it is our last
Beach is thinning
Moon reappearing
Another draw on this happiness
So rightfully ours
Uh wow this dream!
This beauty!
Another dab to beautify it more

Calm underneath

There is no calm underneath it all
Collisions so out of our control
pretend to whirl and understand

A purer form of fury
From somewhere we can't deny
But would despise
If it wasn't
For the surer form of knowing
We're sure beyond it lies

A madness to meet God's madness
So we can look her in the eye

Friday, 2 February 2007

Twenty million people built a raft
Thirty floated it
For one million nine hundred and ninety-nine people to enjoy
Some of them wore sandals