He said, she don’t love me anymore
She won’t even look my way
when I walk in the door
She said,no attention do i get
he never says a word
I may as well be dead
She said,he never sees the things I do
I could be standing there quite naked
and he would look right through
He said,she does nothing but criticise
She [...]
Archive for September, 2008
13 Sep
He said,She said
12 Sep
seasons such as this
Apple trees and honey bees
The bleating of the lambs
Summer breeze and lazy days
pieces made with strawberry jam
The mountain track,the purple heather
The loch by moonlight bright
The warmth of loving kindness
a dinner by candle light
The wild wood and the clover
the rock beside the pool
otters playing over
cavorting like young fools
The golden leaves of autumn
the smile that plays [...]
11 Sep
It’s all in the book
David knocked Goliath down with the jawbone of an Ass
and Daniel,he kept his cool when surrounded by pussycats
Joseph dream’t in colours of the rainbow bright and fair
and poor Sammy,well he lost it all when Delilah cut his hair
When Eve she crunched the apple,Adam took the fall
Whoever thought that such a thing could possibly down us [...]
11 Sep
At the end of Dead End Street
It doesn’t matter,It doesn’t matter
It will not matter anymore
It cannot matter,It does not matter
Whatever the fighting’s been for?
I tried to find your holy grail
Nearly followed it straight into hell
I built an ark that was full of holes
it didn’t hold water terribly well
I saw your star in the midnight sky
I built a ladder that was [...]
7 Sep
For all that I have
Good times came with the smile in your eyes
With just one glance there was no disguise
The conversations we’d have in a crowded room
Without need for words,just me and you
The walks by the rivers
The climb to the hills
modern jacobite lovers
with our cause undistilled
The peace and the loving
The nights that we had
Made my heart soar
My spirit so [...]
7 Sep
Runaway Bride
She was a runaway bride
never got to the alter
she could never decide
when the moment would come
she’d run and hide
She was the eternal runaway bride
I met her one day in the height of the summer
On a single track road far out in the country
With dark shades to hide what went on in her eyes
she paused for [...]
2 Sep
Lady of the Mansion
The Lady of the mansion
That stands upon the hill
Could never find a lover
with whom she could feel fulfilled
For all her goods and chattels
For all her clothes so fine
For all the effort she put in
she could never find the time
She would lie in bed sore crying
In her empty room
surrounded by her gilded walls
and her duvet like [...]
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