The Pearl

They gathered round the Oyster shell
Some sighed and said “I knew him well”
They mourned the fact that he was dead
Hymns were sung and some prayers read.
Buried now and Dust to Dust
The shell degraded as all flesh must
But the soul eternal will, forever, dwell
For we are the Pearl and not the Shell.

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Book of Poetry available on lulu

A collection of my poetry and prose is available here on lulu.com

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friend

…if you knew her eyes.
Fierce Blue. Then you knew all
I knew. How love grew.

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earthsong

Third stone from the sun
Better to be good tenants
Only stone we have.

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soulfood

Of what use horseshit?
Attend to it, mix it well.
From this roses bloom.

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tricking paths I

Just a feeling of not having
Not having happiness, not having contentment
Of not belonging….to anything or anyone
Of not being a part of…and of being excluded
A feeling of being lonely in a crowd
And not being part of that crowd
Of being on the outside looking in
A spectator not a participant
A reporter of life and not living
Just pushing back [...]

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tricking paths II

It comes unexpected and uninvited
One moment normal social interaction
Then a dream sequence in a blurred slow motion film
The voices muffled, distant
Everyone in a bubble and I am on the outside
I can hear and see you, but I am not there.
I see through the eyes of the whole world
I hear the world, feel it, hear the [...]

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tricking paths III

Maybe I’ve spent too many lifetimes trying to imitate hollow idols and maybe I am doing it now, by definition, the imitations must be hollow also. Maybe I’ve worn the mask for so long that I can now no longer see or know what lies behind it. The spectres of things I never did or [...]

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Loves

Here she moves like a lonely ghost
Through beating rain
Switch clicks, fluorescent light flicks
On another grey day again.
The bus is packed, her mind is wracked
With thoughts of what could be.
I ran down the street, dodging the feet
Painfully racing, aimlessly chasing
Her fleeting memory.
The hands turned, the candle burned
The old house fell to black
The shadow was thrown
The grass [...]

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Chains of Mamon

I can see clearly now
The dirt clouds of pollution have lifted
I can really see now
How the final solution has shifted
There is a finality now
And none can save me from it
I am dead inside
And if the hat fits then wear it
I have seen a ship called Liberty
Sunk by the weight of greed
I have seen mountains of [...]

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