The Drunkard
down in the gutter alike
trapped in troubled waters
the middle of life’s hike
I'm drinking and I drank
another twisted night
got in bed with a skank
into the bottle I dive
drowning in beer
a joyful death, I thrive
scattered among empty beer cans, I’m sleeping
on the road of broken dreams
down the side, I’m creeping
I stink like a skunk
a rotten stench
I’m drunk
Against the stream
swimming against the stream
a solitare quest
in the middle of life’s dream
my head above water
filled with pain, I scream
Cheese
an inner peace
a marvelous taste
drowning in smelly cheese
a journey so vivid and mad
one of life’s mysteries
makes the day seem bad
in the depths of my mind
the key is buried
a hard one to find
it’s the key to my chest
a heart made of gold
yes, it’s the best
The Song
I can still hear her voice
a gentle vibration, passing
there was never a choice
etched in my mind
She sings the tune
a one off it’s kind
a real treat to hear
like the birds, dawn chorus
She strips me of fear
like the wind, her song travels
inside a wave, she unravels
while I’m lost
Winter
into a ditch I slide
blazing cold
inside a white mountain, I hide
under a duvet of snow, I sleep
a bear in hibernation
up to my knees, 6 feet deep
snowflakes falling
shining white crystals
the woods, calling
a frozen tale
can’t feel my fingers
my face, frostbitten & pale
into the snow I stare
blinded by the light of diamonds
it’s a dare
a duel at the break of dawn
a snowball flying
a morning yawn
and I’m shivering
Fire Poems
The Wicked one
She smelt like a bud from the Rose
Her hair danced like waves on the Ocean
in Her eye, a primal flame flickers
I must say, I dream of seeing Her knickers
with the lips of a sparkling red Ruby
She smiles
She’s beautiful, like the dawn of all days
I lost all my words, what shall I say
She rocked my world, I must make Her stay
The Rose
a Rose made of smoke, slowly rising
while Her ashes scattered below
She burns & She turns
a deep respect, She has earned
I must tame Her
random & wild, like the mind of a child
She plays on the strings of tomorrow
a song from within
up the bone marrow, She sings
I must play Her
Spreading like wildfire
the flames danced like a wild tornado
leaving no trail but ashes
in Her path
stripped of faith
driven by winds of desire
She sails
merciless, angry
She beats on Her drums
while silently crying for freedom
Where the wildfire rages
in the middle of the masses
I ignite the flame of passion
an uprising, fuelled from within
a savage fire rages
She’s out of control
She rumbles, She burns
as yet another day turns
yes, I love Her
as flames taking hold
a new path unfolds
in Her ashes I see the inferno
The Bust
inflamed by the fuel of passion
I crave the ultimate lust
crawling below the flames eternal bust
at the bottom
The Labyrinth
trapped in a maze of deserted alleys
I wonder across an endless bridge
right on the edge, down the ridge
I am walking
echo’s of voices talking
they whisper to me, voices in my head, stalking
in the back of my mind, a well of memories, I find
I am drowning
some light I can see
around the corner, she might be
I can still hear her song
It won’t be that long
I have seen her before
her dress, red, I adore
I must find her
haunted I am
was it in Amsterdam?
now it’s Venice
in a Gondola I float
it’s a special kind of boat
and I’m crying
Whispers from ancient Greece
hundreds of Swallows playing
behind them a neon-red sky, saying
farewell
while the burning hot Sun, fading
in mountain of baby-blue mist, bading
Acropolis, a new treat
the sight I’m now seeing, a though one to beat
a red skirt in the wind, blowing
her hair, like lava, glowing
In the shadows I see
a stray-dog looking at me
as the match I light, is the end of the night
the city below me still trembles
Silence
speak up! let your voice be heard
keep quiet, yes absurd
you must say it now, not when or ever
some things needs saying
no time for praying
a confession, a sin
drown it in Gin
yes it’s over
a new story told
a twisted plot unfold
and it’s turning
in silence we morn
fragmented faces, old & worn
our souls fragile, battered & torn
we must fight it today, not tomorrow
like a sinner, I scream
the worst nightmare, yet a dream
I’m inside it
In the belly of the beast
trapped in life’s feast
I must slay it
