The Mind Game (Dual Authorship with DaveP)

The inspiration came as I lay in bed
Like the lover slipping into my head
Whispering into my conscious thoughts
Ideas of dreams and quick retorts

Into the depths The Wanderer came
Were his intentions wild or tame?
To cast into my opened mind
This fisherman wondered what he’d catch

I wondered too as I sensed his presence
Entering me but under what pretence?
I let him come, I couldn’t resist
The burning thought would only persist

He talked me through the dead of night
Using his body with all his might
This body of text describing the scene
This writers habits were never clean

The pen is mightier than the sword
Both blade and quill in working accord
So as I lay there, inspiration in hand
My mind on a matter and feeling grand

Quickening pulse as I’m climbing the summit
Ascending the peak before the inevitable plummet
I gasp to the heavens and cry out his name
Bringing the end to this glorious game

A2B

The train of thought is leaving the station
Off down the tracks to a new destination
It sidles along at a leisurely pace
Stopping and starting from place to place
Out of its windows life passes on
Looking back to a life that has gone
Or seeing ahead to a time yet to be
The person who lives there is it you, is it me?
Enter the actors who’re cast in this play
Some will remain but the rest fade away
Viewing the world with a sight beyond sight
Eyes looking out but not seeing quite right
Jigsaw of dreams intermingled with memory
Weaving like cloth the web of this reverie
Where did it come from and where does it end
I’m sure for my thoughts a penny you’d spend
All becomes rotten at the end of the day
Our lives are our own and that’s all we can say
We travel the lines and see what we see
As the train of our thought moves from A to B

Goldfish in a Puddle

Brightest gold held in rippling ink
Whirling and swirling the sodium slur

Patiently dwell in a torn pavement pocket
Shimmering scales in a shallow abode

Solitary gleam on the rain soaked street
Hiding a shoal of fiery embers

Wind primed camouflage works it’s sway
Aquatic Houdini amazing the eye

Each puddle a pool and a fish within
Each fish a figment but a sight no less

No Pun Intended

No pun intended or so you say
Your social circle laughing away
Suave and sophisticated you act
Playing the jester after the fact
Fools follow the greatest fool
The pied piper in the yard at school
But here you sit in a circle of smiles
Laughing with you all the while
Spinning your tales with humour unique
Eye your fans with glances oblique
Is it your voice that keeps them charmed?
Certainly your demure keeps them smarmed
Could it be money bought the smiling respect?
Another talent as your humour’s suspect
Drugged and delinquent you’ve got them all rapt
Hanging on words as though gravity’s cracked
I listen a while then cast you aside
Before you encompass me into your stride
No pun intended or so you say
None was included there anyway

Let Me Drown

Newest life
Ambitions great
Ideas are formed
Upon the slate

You see the flowers bloom day to day
So glad the world was made this way
No need to drown your sorrows
When your life is bright and gay

Early life
Delusions hold
The jaded form
Begins to fold

You see the sun scorch day to day
You wonder why it must be this way
You’re forgetting all your sorrows
And the bottle takes it away

Middle life
The chill sets in
Twisting dreams
Yet to begin

You see the leaves fall day to day
Pity it has to be this way
If drowning sorrow was a faith
Fall to your knees and pray

Later life
The ruined self
Lost in despair
Sat on the shelf

You see the bleak snow day to day
Remember it’s always been this way
Your countless sorrows drag you down
Your hair becoming grey

The last of life
Has walked on by
Last chance has gone
No time to fly

You see the world pass day to day
You’re clinging on but it slips away
Liquor laden sorrows trap
The ruined soul you’ll pay