Archive for May, 2015

6000 Miles To Texas

6000 miles It’s a long way to fly Soaring so high 6000 miles It was a long jump then Knowing when The Atlantic tore us apart Me and my new start The three of you stayed Don’t see you often I’m afraid Texas seems so far Cannot get there in my car Trans Atlantic Getting frantic So close and yet so far The grand ta ta 6000 miles Endless smiles Written in ink Not in the pink But never mind In my heart there is no distance at all No miles to travel No short inconvenient phone call No technology to baffle See you there See you soon See you on the dark side of the Moon. likeheartlaughterwowsadangry0

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Prostrates – Who Wants Them?

As many men my age will know, prostrate pain is very annoying. It is a low grade pain or soreness that grates on the nerves over time. It causes depression apparently and I can see why. I have suffered from this since my mid 30’s and it is progressively getting worse. The first time was in Houston and I recall being very nervous visiting the doctor but a month of very strong antibiotics sorted it. These days, I take all kinds of herbal remedies and only visit the doctor if it gets to the point it is today – feels like someone gave me a good kicking! The problem with this little male gland is that its hard to know what is wrong with it. It is full of very

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Alone

I am alone Sitting with my memories Scenes of life pass me by A tear wells in my eye It is just me Talking to me No one cares Distinct lack of interest No one gives a shit So here I sit Alone Talking to myself Worried about my mental health I am the performer The audience too I clap in tune to the song That I am singing Cos no one else cares Its just me Alone Me likeheartlaughterwowsadangry0

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Celebrity

I will tell you this In a moment of honesty I would love to be your celebrity Come on you papparazzi You can follow me Snap your snaps and invade my privacy Follow me around in your idiocy I want to be wanted I want to be liked Most of all I want that life Married to a famous wife I’ll sign my autograph Give it on a photograph I wanna be a star I wanna go far I’ll happily be your celebrity Smile with insincerity Give my star studded opinion I want to be in the in crowd Cool, I am ice Even if I’m not so nice Love me Follow me Scream and holler Its no bother Want to be your celebrity Want you to follow me Wouldn’t

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Off To Aston…

I remember being very keen to escape from Hull and Willerby. At age 18, my chance had arrived. I was off to Aston University in Birmingham for 3-years. It wasn’t my family I wanted to escape from it was the place. There was a big world to explore and I wanted to have a fresh start. Be the person that I was instead of the person people thought I was. Back then, Birmingham seemed miles and miles away. The train ride was via Doncaster and Sheffield and it was tremendously exciting….. Birmingham itself was like a concrete jungle. Aston is near the city center and then it literally was concrete underpasses, concrete walkways, concrete bull ring and … well, it was all so much concrete really! Did I care? Hell

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I Am A Stage

The light shines in my face The rock n roll is loud here Guitar screams and bass thunders Reverberating in my head Stereo composition drives The beat is sensual and strong This is my own made up song Making it up as I go along There are no rules Cos’ rules are for Fools There are no requirements Except to entertain The song in my head Doesn’t actually exist And yet that song rocks I am a stage – a venue I am all the rage – rocking too A driving beat moves me It is the engine of my life Pumping, thumping along It’s the heart that drives this song Making it up as I go along I can’t do anything wrong Life throbs and pulses Mind over matter

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Death on the Beach

Sunlight shimmers on churning waters Sand glitters like gold dust rolling with the waves An azure sky, brilliant colors brightened There is a surreal element to this surf Tumbling over, erosive currents pull Unreal, it seems to be so unreal Like a waking lucid dream Dreamt by this dreamer Experienced in this place A moment of time trapped In my memory forever So that when I endeavor To recall It’s there Yet again Like an aging photo In a photo album Faded at the edges Handled too many times Deeply etched lines On paper and my face As the years have passed by Faster, ever faster To that ultimate destination Without silly recrimination Giving in to the tidal pull Sand gold swirling around me Sunlight tuning blue Dragged away by

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No One Will Remember

And when we are gone It will be like we didn’t exist All the trials, tribulations All the joy, the jubilation A life of toil and achievement Forgotten and gone No one will remember deeds No one will know the impact Written only in the dust of death After that final breath likeheartlaughterwowsadangry0

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She’s Out There

I came across the hand written lyrics to a song that I wrote in 1976! I can still play it and one day I will record it as it is actually quite good even if I say so myself. It is rock reggae like the Police but predates them and it is what I played in their dressing room at Aston University…. but that is another story that you can read here.. Here are the lyrics…. She’s out there She’s out there She’s out there Somewhere She was one them girls She was good looking and she knew it She was oh so so cool But there was something missing With that chick oooooh She’s out there She’s out there She’s out there Somewhere She was out on the town

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Memories of Another Me?

There are moments when I am overwhelmed with a strange feeling. It’s as if I remember events or things or perhaps hints of events or things that never actually happened. Sometimes, it’s like an ache yearning for something that seems lost or unclear. The feeling that there is something strange about things is a part of this sensation. Bizarre? To be honest, I think it is this feeling that I had as a child that lead me to imagine that I was not really here at all but instead I was sat in a small room hooked up to a machine through which I experienced a virtual life knowing that outside my room was an endless corridor of such rooms…. The feeling sometimes is so strong that I am sad

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