Cewejimmy’s Weblog

I looked out my window the other day
And what did I see?
A pair of fuckin pigeons
Well,fuckin wood pigeons to be exact.

Strutting about on my neighbours roof

She stood aloof, he paraded
Backwards and forwards he went
ruffling and puffing out his feathers
He approached up close
She turned away

On and on this scene went on
Until!
Suddenly,she let him near
And up he hopped,wings spread for balance
Onto her rear end he perched

A flutter of movement from him
She stood rock still
And in seconds it was over
Off he hopped
she shook herself
and turned towards him

He was no longer interested
He had done what he wished to do
So no more displays,no more interest
She reached for him,he stepped away

To the other end of the roof he went
she followed,he moved further
Eventually he flew away and left her.

And to think that the female of my species complains!
He is only interested in one thing!
And its over in a flash!
And then he turns away
and doesn’t want to know!

They should thank their fuckin stars they aint wood pigeons!!

Theres more to life than burdens
Theres more to life than work
Theres more to life than responsibilities
Life is not a curse

I know your feeling down right now
I know your feeling lost
I know your hurting hard right now
But the pains not worth the cost

Dont make it so hard
Dont take it all on your shoulders
Dont take it so hard
For every day you get older

Ease up on the strain
Let the wind blow over
Let go of the pain
Let go of that boulder

Take hold of your life and live it
Dont let others wear you down
If they dont want to listen
Then leave them to their frowns

Your trying to hard to please them
But learn to please yourself
Your the one thats important
You and no one else

Dont make it so hard
Dont take it all on your shoulders
Dont take it so hard
For every day you get older

Ease up on the strain
Let the wind blow over
Let go of the pain
Let go of that boulder

Learn to be at ease
with the creation that is you
Lay off on the guilt trips
,that others have construed

Be at peace with yourself,
learn to love is not a sin
No one will hurt you,
if you let yourself in

Dont make it so hard
Dont take it all on your shoulders
Dont take it so hard
For every day you get older

Ease up on the strain
Let the wind blow over
Let go of the pain
Let go of that boulder

I just keep wasting my time
And I dont know why?
Where’s the reason?
Where’s the rhyme?

Day after day
Week after week
Month upon month
And year upon year

Its the same old scene
Breathing broken dreams
Living a life
thats burst at the seams

Is it all about love?
Is it all about hope?
Is it all about faith?
and giving too much rope?

I don’t know the answer
And i fail too many times
I say I wont make the same mistake again
But i do it right down the line

My emotions trip me up again
Even though my head says no
My heart it wont see reason
My heart just wont be told

But I can’t win ,no matter what I do
It makes me want to cry
I know the game too well by now
Yet I always believe the lie

I hope it will work out fine this time
I hope that promise is more than dream
But as I pray for some salvation
I know deceit curdles the cream

Yet I still keep wasting my time
And I still dont know why?
I know the reason
And I know it will never rhyme

Yet here I go one more time!

Its a sunny day
So it should be warm
But there is a cool wind blowing
A slight edge to it
So the warmth which i wish for
is missing
Instead of basking in the suns comfort
I feel an urge to shelter from the cold
It doesn’t sit right
it doesn’t feel right
Its as if something important is missing
Or maybe there is something added
which rightly does not belong
I cant really put my finger to it
I can sense the edge
but I dont want want to go there
It frightens me
this chill
Why am I so uneasy?
Why do I feel displaced?
Why the discomfort?
All is not well
I crave the warmth
I reach out for it
but there is something blocking
Something I cant quite comprehend
It is unseen in this wind
I perceive it with my senses
Yet I cannot fathom it
Oh let the wind warm
Oh let the sun shine
Oh let the clouds not hinder
It is time to shelter again
lest there be another storm.
One which causes irreparable damage
Let the sun shine
let there be peace.

rod macfarlane

It dont take much
very little at all
it dont take much
just one little call

I’m a man of few needs
got my own little ways
just one thing I need
then im set for my day

Some loving, some time
Just holding you tight
to look in your eyes
be with me tonight

Having you in my arms
our bodies entwined
together in time
together in mind

taking trips to the shore
on a rock by the loch
down by a river
just going for a walk

Living life as it comes
On our different paths
you come my way
we share a few laughs

Our paths are not easy
They can be rocky for sure
but when we are together
I could not ask for anything more

So lets take that time
lets have those days
lets have our moments
thats all i would pray

Now i bid you goodnight
Sleep well my dear
dream those sweet dreams
I whisper in your ear

Cast your troubles aside
wash them all far away
I love you tonight
I love you for always

Just take the time
thats all that i ask
no more , no less
and nothing can surpass

Rod Macfarlane

Every days a day trip
Singing songs as I skip
From place to place
from shore to shore

Traveling on a train line
Think I’m doing just fine
Living life on my time
Like an old hobo

I push my little trolly
sell some tea and coffee
share a little story
tell a corny joke

Talk about the weather
talk about whatever?
Pass the time
Just don’t smoke!

I watch the faces on their journey
They’ve all got their different plans
As they head for their final destination
Me,I’m just traveling across the land

Every days a story
gradually unfolding
twists and turns
along the way

A beginning and an ending
new chapters at each station
main characters and bit parts
all come and go

As for me? I’m the narrator
Telling story,singing song
Stop a while,and I’ll tell it for you
Then go along your way
sing your own song.

Every days a day trip
Singing songs as I skip
From place to place
from shore to shore

Traveling on a train line
Think I’m doing just fine
Living life on my time
Like an old hobo

Rod Macfarlane

Gaunt face,vacant eyes
Traveling on a first class train to hell
crumpled up on a seat
sleeping it off,the drugged sleep

Your rucksack on the seat opposite
as crumpled as you look
Carrying your possessions southward
full to the brim like you with junk

The guard comes along and stops
She stares at you for a moment
I can see her mind ticking over
You do not belong here she is thinking

She wakens you,but are you awake?
She asks to inspect your ticket
you go through the motions of emptying your pockets
Seemingly searching, I think not!

various items come tumbling on the table
mobile phone,scrap of paper,lighter and cigarettes
But,surprise surprise,no ticket
You shake your head lethargically
You shrug your shoulders with a resigned air
Wherever can it have gone?
Its just not there!

The guard moves you out to join the common folk
you find two seats instead of one
As you pass her by, your rucksack catches her
and you lay it down in the passage way

She turns to me and frowns
something scratched me she says
I look closely at the rucksack
and down the side strapped close
Is a twelve inch butchers knife!

We stop at the next station
the guard asks where you have gone?
I tell her you are lying down sleeping
Across two seats half way down on left hand side

She spies a policeman
she calls him over
she tells him of the knife
He comes, he finds you
He says something I dont hear
Next he is searching you
And drags you up and out the carriage door

He tells me,throw that piece of junk out after him
And the rucksack is dispatched
He marches,drags you to a wall
He grips your wrist tight
He throws another knife
smaller this time on the ground

You stand with the same benign doped expression
Another policeman comes
the train pulls out
and that is the last I see of you

You never reached your destination
You never even made it half way
A bit like your life I expect
Someday, your days will end
Short as your travels
Having missed all that was in your journey
All on the way to hell.

Rod Macfarlane

There comes a day, there comes a time
When the final straw is broken
And it takes the smallest thing
There comes a time,there comes a night
That house of cards comes tumbling
And it aint a pretty sight

After years of disillusion,and years of broken dreams
Excuses made repeatedly, promises broken at the seams
When you discover that your a nuisance
And they dont care at all
Where values are valued differently
You realise you’ve lost it all

There comes a time,there comes a day
When you see the parting of the waves
Its no ones fault it seems
Its just not working anymore
Its kept going longer than it ought to
You didnt want to give it up
But when your the only one thats trying
There comes a time to say enough

So pack your bags and take your shattered dreams
Hoist them on your shoulder and face another day
Your fire it still keeps burning,and passion fills your soul
Someone else along lifes way will help you with your load

There comes a day,there comes a time
You step up to that line
You sing your song and its sounding good
A brand new melody in tune
And soon another voice is singing
Its blissful harmony
A brand new stage is beckoning
And its time to change the key

Rod Macfarlane

What would you say,if friends treated you,your way?
What would you do,if they behaved just like you?
What if you weren’t welcome in their presence?
What if they turned their noses up at seeing you?
What would you do?

What would it matter if you didnt matter?
What would it mean,if with you ,they wouldn’t be seen?
What would it count,if they set out to embarrass
And laughed it all off as a joke?

Would you take it quite mildly,would you take no offense?
Would you forgive every time,and give another chance?
Would you accept, if they wouldn’t see you?
and use some trivial excuse?
would you be happy for them to belittle you
and criticise at every stroke?

When they did their best to avoid you
and give you not a moment of their time
would you say thats ok,that suits me just fine?
When they frown and look down on you
when their aspirations are their divine
and when they castigate you to the core

when they deplore
Do you come running back for more?

If they cant be bothered listening to you
if they make it as plain as the nose on your face
when they yawn as soon as you say a few words
and make their excuses to come off the phone.

Is that all right by you?
Tell me what would you do?
If they were you?
And you were me?

Rod Macfarlane

You did it again,didn’t you!
You just can’t help yourself,can you?
The very idea of peace and tranquility, is alien to you
Its almost as if you want to have any reason to fight

I hear constantly of all your troubles and woes
When you need someone to listen, I’m on the other end of your phone
If your upset for the umpteenth time about the same old squabbles
If your boss, your kids, your work, your life ,is giving you problems?
Who hears it all, who listens,who consoles? Yes me thats who!

But!!! And there always is a but!
Who do you ignore if they have news or views?
Do you really care at all?
Oh yes,you will pretend to listen to what i say
But, there is a time limit,then I hear your brain going away!

If your feeling lonely,and want a friendly ear?
Pick up the phone and you know that I’ll be there
write an email,send a message,why not send a telegram?
See me in person?? Not a chance worth a single damn

You are too busy!! Too much work needing done!!
The kids need running here and there
Oh so very much to do !!
7 days a week, 18 hours a day
Time off to get some sleep
So sorry,no time,too busy,over run in my others needs.

You went and saw the fireworks, but never said a word
Then you ask me if I’d heard
X hours fixing someones pc line
then ask me for advice on fixing it
Yeh fine!

Out for an afternoon drinking time
a little tipsy from your wine and dine
Going with friends to a concert I hear you say
If I asked you? The answer is No Way!

One month goes by,then two,then three
Four months of this year gone
And I saw you for thirty minutes of one day!

Whats that you say?
You were at a charity barbecue?
Whats this you say?
You were meeting friends for dinner
Off for a week to Sunny Spain
I never knew till you were gone
Then you came back again
and i never heard a single word.

Excuses,excuses,excuses
Its all i ever hear
When these run out
then its criticism,complaint,belittlement I fear
Just one moment,just a question dear

Am I a total MUG??

Don’t answer

I have it already

LOUD and CLEAR