Sucker Punch

 

Well I just don't understand ...

how with this much understanding life can change the cards

amoungst my hands

like a sucker punch I'm floored

guess I coulda never walked through the open door I saw

but why the hell should I retreat

from everything that tastes so sweet

and all the while I been here

checking in with my integrity

with all the things I've seen

you'da thought I coulda been held in some esteeem

but it seems

my empathy

only went and bought the blues.

 

What's frustrating as hell for me

and its something that none a ya see

you're all fickle and fake as hell

'ones fishin' out coins from the wishing well

you're so stubborn and insecure

your whole story's becoming a bore

so drop-your-charade-to-the-floor!

time you stopped taking

time you gave the world

a little bit more!

 

why the hell should I retreat

from everything that tastes so sweet

and all the while I been here

checking in with my integrity

with all the things I've seen

you'da thought I coulda been held in some esteeem

but it seems

my empathy

only went and bought the blues ...

 

(to be sung with a waltzy lilt and a wonky piano,
a lofty bottle of rum and a tenacious swagger!)
 

 

 

Eggshells
 

You know I'm treadin' on eggshells when I'm near you

 

Imma treadin' on eggshells because of you and you and you

 

e-very time I open my mouth

 

the words -wanna-find-I-find-migrating-to-the-south!
 

 

No I will not give you the satisfaction

 

won't let your poison comandeer my brain

 

it's criminal insanity - verging on profanity

 

to concieve you'd play this puerile game!
 

 

Well I've n-ever liked myself a player

 

I see right through each image smoke and mirrors

 

r-eally all I feel with a crooked sense of zeal

 

is pitty for you Miss and thats for real!
 

 

I shouldn't be treading on eggshells when I'm near you

 

I shouldn't be editin' the things I say and do when I'm near you

 

I'll tell you what I think, I think you really take the piss

 

your 'poor me' wont ever wash with me now Miss!

You know I'm treadin' on eggshells when I'm near you

 

Imma treadin' on eggshells because of you and you and you

project this shit all day and the universe won't pay

you'll get back what you put out times three they say!
 

 

 

 

 

Devil Coins

 

Got two sides of the coin to tell
One sides hope - the others how we fell
I say we fell but you know too well
That ain’t the truth cause we’re ruled from hell....

 

The devils they wear well-tailored suits
And from their lairs they do conspire
Under the guise of the worldly wise
While they stoke our funeral pyre

 

Everything you read’s a ruse
All you hear you should a-question
And the food you’re eatin’s gonna kill y'all anyway
While your town’s coughing from congestion.

 

Schools agenda’s to try and cleanse your kids
Of their magic on a ‘brainwash spin’
We’ll lose all our last connections - our sacred land
If protests remain this few and thin

 

They’re not interested in planetary health
Nor saving it or you
It’s only ever been about the money
The 1%, the few 

 

The game at hand’s a long play
Engineered it from the start
Politicians you blindly think are tryin’
- script reading actors peddlin’ art

 

Suddenly you wake up
To the fact it’s always been the way
As kids we're sheltered in the dark of lies
But there’s one last Lark laughing in the skies

 

Now he’s a spirited adventurer
Of the old world – he saw the way it was before
There’s wisdom and strength - you gotta seek it
You gotta try that other set of doors

 

Start making your own decisions
Research these things thoroughly and well
(Cause I don’t know ‘bout you)
But I’m damned if this sinking ship is gonna drag me and mine down to hell as well!

 

There ain’t no need to subscribe to this
'consume exist then die'
We really shouldn’t be paying them
It only perpetuates their spite 'n' lies

 

You think you need to work so long to live
Leave home before it’s light
Shove kids in school and clubs and care
Eventually return home again by night

 

They don’t want you to rebalance shit
They want you thinking it’s the only way you can sustain
But what the earth needs is an awakening
Of consciousness Collective Brain

 

Been writing this two days now
And I like the rhythm the river the flow
But I don’t wanna start a-ramblin’
I wanna wrap up succinctly and go

 

Really what I’m trying to say
is WAKE UP for the sake of YOU
and if all the many ‘YOU’s on earth awake
there’ll be nothing these bastards can do!

By your leave

In fine morning fettle and without so much as a by your leave,

she left.

Early to rise she'd been, with a clear head, a full heart

and sunshine winding through her soul

towards her eyes.

Always in wild revolt against herself 

sleep was never of too much concern,

like a bairn with beginners eyes

she'd see in the almost-light-now's

as if each were precious possibilities

too curious to pass up.

And she thrived

as if defying sleep brought with it a shortcut

to different clarities and vibrations.
She'd stay you know if she could
and find the best in that
too.

How cruel the wisdom of understanding

and aching the song of the second fiddle
the sign that offered and the questions that answered
as my gut lays silent and still

It could simply be the absence of warning
an intuitive 'continue your path'
notice what darts between shadows
move with grace betwixt worlds in the dark

I'm hearing inaudible syllables
uttered unknowingly by the minds of the hive
I know what I want for my soul-growth
and I fear flaws if I ignore what I've heard

I will hold my own light as a treasure
to be seen and cherished as such
need I really mind I don't go timidly here
or will complexities still prove too much

Like the doe in a glade of sunbeams
for now I'll graze but acutely aware
of the things I'm chewing and churning
I don't want to turn tail and run scared.

My potential is exponential
this could be beautiful unique effervescent
but who-so-ever I go it is paramount I know
that this is no curse of self-fated obsolescence.

 

 

Nothing nor no one embraces

quite like She of the woods

no matter your leave of absence

she'd hug you as hard as she could

Her meadows would lovingly hold you

and with tenderness bear all your weight

your return would be hailed and honoured

always just right and never too late

Though everything has kept on a-turning

the seasons and all life within

you could swear with each breeze

comes a laughing tease

so glad that you've stepped back in

Like the dearest of friends reunited

each are one but both of the same clay

with your shoulders release and the beat of your feet

pick up times banished now play!

Ah she knew, she knew

the storm in a tea cup she needed to brew

brew for the feeding

her triskelion's needing. 

 exactly which view of which field from where 

the pages, the book, the breeze through her hair 

just the right music to wash right the way through

exactly which foods and from which gods they grew.



Revolution

 

listen and lighten heavy souls of the world

it's hurting, these half-truths

we knew shouldn't a been sold.

The sky watchers saw

and the sky watchers knew

there was a front moving in

as strange winds blew.

Though the people, they were assured,

have spoken

and a majority, just half,

are broken

what should be done

with the turn of the sun

boil outrage and roll on to revolution!

Look inwards - not in to yourself

but us as we look in together

I've said it before I'll say it again

they won't help us

so as birds of a feather

... right?!

both now and somewhat each day

local resilience our nature our way

revolt we must and rise we shall

we're stronger en mass

each stern to each bow.

Flat sea's made sailors complacent

it's been rough for a while - breath a moment

dig deep and invest in the peaks beyond troughs

dig deep in the soil self-suffice from our toil

the more we're cohesive and supporting each other

stronger we grow! help one another get better.

on a level of sustenance for the body and soul

on a level of moral common social goals.

critical mass critical vibration

critical facts critical situation!

anvil formations and murderous skies

as above so below

done with the lies.　

　

 

I'm just a natural giver

I can't seem to reel it in

know that in this life we lead

it ain't always peoples thing

so lift this part of me up

to a greater degree
 

I'm an empath full of love

I feel everything you do

I feel my own emotions

they're exaggerated too

curse this part of me do

nah ah it's no lesser degree

sometimes

I'm not sure I'm reconciled

let my

heart run out that extra mile

always 

giving more than Imma getting

walk a curs'ed way

Comes to matters of the heart

I gotta give him all I got

depends on who it is

if its naivety or art

so lift this part of me up

to a greater degree

At the end of each equation

and the workings of my mind

there's only one conclusion

inevitably I find

be myself and be true

the unedited view

when I'm

pining from my spiral soul

it's so hard to

steer from thoughts of letting go

still the

voices of the past I hear
takes so much to

walk and turn the ghosts away.

Shadow

Have you walked in the shadows

of the girls who walked before

stood your own ground

whilst they hustle at your door?

have you heard the endless rave reviews

of everything they've done

so turned your own petals

to catch a little bit more sun?

Have you thought about your offering

wondered, what on earth it is that shines

feeling like your average rock

less so the diamond in the mines?

But let me tell you this dear soul

- and listen to me well

for you're enchanting of your own my dear

and weave your own enthralling spell.



Summer-thyme

Hail to the fairy folk
keepers of this land,
I see the little circle ...
that marks your merry band

Midsummer marches!

and we all know what this means,

veils between are lifting

unpicking stitching at the seams
 

Thyme, wild thyme and more time

awakens in the woods,

abundant, with natural purity

to do it’s healing good
 

Fields are tall with promise

waving green with corn,

so strip away your workaday

get your glad rags warm
 

Then hear a wild whisper

something primal is near,

it’s the turn of the wheel

the creaking you hear
 

Heave a big sigh

and dance for the sun,

one cycle ending

another begun

Boy …

I think I done gone fallen

and so before I let myself fall anymore

with integrity truth and the courage of Gin

here let me say a few things

 

Please don’t mistake my silence

for inertia or apathy

been fighting the demon lines

someone else handed to me

 

But...

I got this soul

that wants to waltz with yours

I got this soul

seems to know yours of old

as I walk in a daydream like a rustle of leaves

there’s a warm summer breeze that will wrap me and tease ….

 

We’re a tangle of limbs and of love and good things

it’s the dusk of the night

and the almost-light-now

let’s walk side by side

for an infinite while

me and you ….

let us waltz Prussian hues.

 

Lovely it took a little time

to gather myself and define

what I am worth

and I what I have learnt

so you and I can entwine.
 

Boy …

you see I done gone fallen

and so before I let myself fall anymore

with integrity truth and no need for the Gin

here let me say a few things …

 

Yes...
 I got this soul

that wants to waltz with yours

I got this soul

seems to know yours of old

as I walk in a daydream like a rustle of leaves

there’s a warm summer breeze that will wrap me and tease

 

We’re a tangle of limbs and of love and good things

It’s the dusk of the night

and the almost-light-now

let’s walk side by side

for an infinite while

me and you ….

let us waltz Prussian hues.

If the Cap Fits, Wear It

 

 

To the so called men that came before
who told us things that cut and tore
at the fabric of our self-worth...
became the subtle doubt we wore.
Now this self-depreciation thing
can rear its head bind our wings
fucks shit up
shrinks monologues small
and opening up becomes a wall.
Girl I knew said:
‘they don’t love girls like me’
where’s the goddess in you - said I, be badass and be free!
but there’s a black dog can indiscriminately follow
despite life’s beauty
a heart can still feel hollow …
So to all the dickheads
who’ve ever squashed a girls faith
quite frankly you lot are a waste of space.
We cannot un-hear the things that we’ve heard
it’s like the butterfly wing flap
only wings are words.

Ode to the Strawberry Faeries

 

makers of magic and mischief and mirth
holders of spaces bend time on the earth,
escape from the hum drum, the dull drum, the work drum...
take up a fresh call from imagination!

amongst the monochrome of a system of grey
and empolyment we suffer cause we've bills to pay,
make space for the unusual, the bizare, for our freedom!
wildflowers aren't weeds that we need to be weedin'

sharing our love and spreading the WORD
obselesence? homogeny? we flick you the bird!
giving life to old stuff that returns over and over
in music and art we're feeding each other

this one life we walk and are walking together
trying to make everything that little bit better,
gather together and cheer for the sun
revel the moment, here now, this one!

welders of magic and mischief and mirth
keepers of spaces stretch time on the earth,
beat loud the rhythms, the rythms of old
there's tales of connection to be sung deep and told!

There are times when
time is what you need
Sometimes
It’s the sound and the scent and the feel
of kindred spirits near....
Sometimes
Like the beat of a drum
The moment you catch a thought the choice is yours
Will you follow and spiral away
Or like a butterfly transform.
When retreating inwards is all you can do
Then that is your best and as valid too,
But breath,
breath in the damp on the leaves of the dew,
and drink long,
The abundance of kindness of good folk around you
A token, a gesture, one kind word
Then hold your space to remember
Roots down
Your resonance vibrating low with the ground
Honour your body your temple
just like before
Feed it, your mind and nourish your soul
Believe in yourself and all that you do
be sure to hear those that remind you
You’re fantastic as you.

Things were clear in her soul,

but the incessant chatter of the world sometimes caught on her

like the indescriminate thorns of the bramble

I took a walk in the woods today
I had to know what the tree’s would say
And they said
Breathe
And believe in your good-self

...

I stretched my palms and I let it flow
I tried to breath from my head to my toes
And you know
I did
I breathed in the lush green leaves

In this world there are things could irk a soul
But in the words of the wise
And the best of them all
Look in
Cause the answer are all within.

Sepia-time

 

stop those clocks
wind them down
take them back

free yourself
from the bindings
of time...

drench your worlds
with the sepia of
non-time

timeless time...
feeds your soul
and grows your mind

Carry on!

 

D’you know
you can take what you like
take my records take my bike
 you’re a dick, you’re a prick
And I really don’t care!

 

Dude I got people
I got meaning I got love
got my mindset
 and you know I got my dex … riiiiight?!
 What’s yours is yours

and what’s mine is yours
 it was never fine

for mine to be mine

 

 you smoked all my money
 you crushed my very soul
 never mind that I saved your ass
you’re cold, stone cold!
 You continue to take whatever you can
man up man ….
whilst you still fucking can!

 

 Possessions don’t mean shit
not where happiness lies
 so much for doing this right
you’ve gone all lord of the flies!
 you’re a dick, you’re a prick and I really don’t care
 cause I got love so much love
so good luck and take care!

 

 

What on this earth happened
to connection with the land
machines now do the sowing
not the farmers casting hand

 

What happened to the Hedger
the Apothecary and the Smith
the children of our time
will talk of skills as if they’re myths