Ode to the Finch at My Window

Time and time again
we will fall.
Tests and trials are given
to all of us.
We will weep and curse,
but joy cometh in
the morning. For some
strange reason,
He is there and
will not give up on us.
I have fallen to the end
and I see the beginning of
a new day. I see the beginning
of a glorious day.

A Conversation with Nature

Excuse me, Nature,
we’re going to need to use you.
Don’t worry! We’ll
look after you.

Excuse me, Nature,
we’re going to need to move you.
Don’t fret! We’ll
look after you.

Me again, Nature,
we’re going to have to take over you.
Don’t distress! We’ll
cage you and keep you alive.

One more thing,
you’re going to have to fall to our needs.
Don’t sweat! We’ll
bastardise you nicely.

Moments of Truth

War wages on in
the civilised world.
Is there something more,
or is life the end?

I know what I think,
but what about you?
Are you happy with eternal black?
Or are the eternities a new beginning?

Religion is old, outdated.
Science is gone, boring.
It’s the day of the celebrity,
an age of fleshy idols.

For the first time in this,
the civilised world,
people do not look outward;
people look to people.

The generations are divided
between what is called conservative
and what is called liberal.
What do these words really mean?

Definitions will change in a year,
maybe less. There is nothing
in all the universe that is set.
Except, except…

A moment in life
can mean everything.
It is only moments that
will make us, shape us.

When we find beauty,
it is eternal, celestial.
Maybe there is something else.
Maybe there is nothing.

The only truth I know
is the truth only I know.

Goodbye For Now, Granny Jo

An angel’s tears fall at the pulpit,
he can not help but weep.
We’re all so happy that the pain is gone,
but this loss has cut us deep.
We want to spend more hours with you
in the yesteryears gone by,
but for now our chances have all gone.
We can not help but cry.
You always had a way
of giving us your gift.
As you’ve gone, you’ve given us
an even greater lift.
Thank you for your everything
and for bringing us together.
Thank you for being you;
we will love you for forever.

We love you Granny Jo.

The Purple Romance

The greatest of Kings can command
the respect and power of all,
but a King can not decide
when Nature brings in the fog.

The richest of Men can muster
all his strength and wealth to
buy the world, but he can not change
Nature’s blanket of blue.

The Achiever can garner
respect for all that he has done,
but he can not equal all the power
and glory of Nature’s sun.

But the wise, they take nothing
for their knowledge. They watch,
and think, and ponder, and know that
nature is something they just can’t match.

God and Love

Yesteryear, the bells chimed
and we went to worship God.
He loved, He cared, He was proud,
but then it all got flawed.
It was no longer about a love for all,
it was about being right in the eyes of man.
Shots were fired, men fell down,
the line was in the sand.
But if there’s anything I’ve learnt,
it’s that sand is a weak foundation.
We must climb to the sturdy mountaintop
to declare true proclamation.
So let’s go back and remember
the basics that made us strong,
for it’s when man’s pride becomes involved
when man becomes wrong.

Nature or Not

There was once a time
when the world was small.
Necessity was the mother
of invention. We were ants
and the trees grew tall.
We had everything,
we were happy,
we were simple.

At some point, somebody
learnt a new way.
While all we had was
all we needed, somebody
suddenly wanted more.
The bright flame that
lit all around us,
it was doused.

We changed our minds,
we changed our ways.
We were big, strong,
we were gods.
We crushed the ants
and we cut the trees.
Suddenly, the world
must fall into our order.

Now, there are many lights,
but none show where you are.
Nature has been forgotten,
replaced by our creations.
The skyscrapers pierced the sky,
but only for us; this was no Babel.
Has greed taken hold? It seems now,
invention is the mother of necessity.