Another Day's Sky

I wish you wouldn't leave so soon

Your light perishes the gloom

The warmth that you provide

Makes my soul fit to glide

You are my precious little star

Touching the earth from afar

Now you disappear behind those clouds

And the cold bite of dusk is aroused

Fear not, for you will be back in the morning

Rising as the fields are thawing

Your gentle embers caressing me

Felt by every bird and every bee

It is dawn

I am waiting patiently on the lawn

The birds gather in their flocks

While girls play in their frocks

It is so wonderful for you to join us

My one and only furnace

But my heart is still burning with sorrow

Hurt from a retching quarrel

My crippling pain soon dispels

As you cast the most majestic of spells

Your rays drying the tears I cry

As you light up another day's sky

Dan's Kebab House

I've been standing by this fruit machine for some time

Dressed as sharp as a lime

As I patiently tap my fingers

The smell of onion lingers

Waiting inside a kebab shop

Spilling the heart you thought you'd rob

Stuck here on a Friday night

When I could have stayed at home to watch the fight

This wouldn't be the first time you've stood me up

Squashed like a plastic cup

Clinging on to every thread of hope

You always wondered how I'd cope

Calling me up at all hours

Well you drunk the wine and crushed the flowers

'Lets just stay as friends' you said

Oh, so that's why you slept in another man's bed?

A victim of time and circumstance

But never mind the facts

As foolish as it sounds

I forgive you for as long as the earth is round

Chest freezer

I even helped your dad out just to please ya

Now I'm left with a measly dime

But you are a mountain I'm willing to climb

I place my last coin into the machine

Strangled by a hopeless regime

One last gamble

My heart twisting through the mangle

Suddenly a text appears

I am caught unawares

'Waiting outside Dan's kebab house' it reads

I have fallen to my knees

I couldn't bolt outside quick enough

You always were a scruff

Standing there with your hoodie zipped up 

That's my Rob!

I gain a gentle whiff of your aftershave

This is no goodbye-wave

We don't utter a single word

My heart is already cured

Recluse Of The Ocean

The sand is fine

A land so devine

Waters are cool

Hazy and blue

The sea shells flip

Ship lights are lit

Mysterious coves

Upon the sea she rose

Lighthouse beacon

The rocks shes seeking

A recluse of the ocean

A stranger in a prism

Welcomed by reefs

Reaching the shallows with ease

Fish scatter

The beach a platter

Swam in from distant fog

Arms rested on a log

The stars are bright

Guides of the night

The surf so restless

She is breathless

Spears await

A gasp, it's too late

Blood in the waters

She escapes the robbers

Her dignity gone

The waves roll

She returns to the depths

Clinging to the secret she kept

Alive but afraid

She is the mermaid

Canvas Of The Night

It's in the accession of love that we climb

Reaching the stars as we please

Glaring our love on the fronds

And dusting our shine on the trees

Laying on a sea of grass

We are destined for a mission

Gazing at the looniest of stars

Wandering across our vision

Wearing our souls like a crest

Walking a path this light has cast

Beaming a star into our breast

Our souls built to last

It's in the stars we see ourselves

We radiate a brilliant light

Painting in the invisible realm

On the black canvas of the night

The Spirit And The Ego

Dreams are waves

Coming and going as they please

Nightmares are graves

Bringing your soul to its knees

Happiness is sunshine

Lifting the canopy into orbit

Misery is a vine

Strangling your soul in torment

Laughter is a flower

Brighting up the garden

Anger is a black tower

Surrounding the duldrums

Faith is water

Seeping through the cracks

Doubt is a blotter

Bearing hot wax

Spirit is a tapestry

Uniting the whole world

Ego is the majesty

Wishing to be heard

Washing Line

On the washing line 

Hung out to dry

These soaked fabrics

Left to the sun's magic

But who could imagine?

That the earth could be the lantern

That lights up our earth 

And drys our clothes from birth

Oh, how we all dangle

Twisted and put through the mangle

Relying on the sun to shine

To take us to a land so fine

Waiting for so long

Something is wrong

Hung on a hook

A tattered coat 

This ancient relic

Left on its own merit

But who could imagine?

A coat as grand as a mountain

Hung for such a time

But never from a washing line

Oh, how the wise man drapes 

Endless joy and no complaints

The sun is inside him

This is where the souls residing

Home, where it belongs

Nothing is wrong

Dancing On The North York Moors

A daddy longlegs dancing

Oh, such a clumsy soul

Where will this gust of wind take me?

Across this foggy moor

Drifting off on small breezes

Past the church where they pray

Warm and cosy like sheep fleeces

The grass outside does sway

Sat on carpets of heather

While Yorkshire tea is served

Surrounded by horse and feather

The damp evening is lured

Pale moonlight arises

As the church doors are closed

Spirit in its grand disguises 

I make my way in doors