Why do I always start these things out in Scottish? Arrrrrrgggghhhhh!
Ode Tae a Spoiled Brat (Tae=To)
I can feel yer fire as it fades. (yer=your)
I can feel yer descent fro passion. (fro=from)
I see yer slaw withdrawal fro life, (slaw=slow)
As all tha' was gaes oot o' fashion (gaes=goes, oot=out)
Wi' ye, and is met wi' simmerin'
Resentment at the choices ye made
Tae come tae the conclusion ye will.
I wiss tha' ye kenned the price ye paid (wiss=wish)
Tae arrive at where ye are richt noo; (richt=right, noo=now)
Nae tae mention wha' lies before you,
Is statistically miniscule
In yer harsh warld, there are few (warld=world)
Wha hae lived as weel as ye, or had
(Wha=who, hae=have, weel=well)
The time an luxury tae ponder
An' create the wond'rous art ye hae,
As ye let yer restless mind wander
'Tween yer heavens and hells.
*****
Your Future, My Past, My Present
Since past, present, and future are one,
You're with me when I am not with you.
I know things that you can never see
In life, like when you; the one, 'come's two.
Warrior and intellectual;
Quite formidable, on one hand here;
Whilst artist and stunning work of art,
there. I share your vision of the ice,
When you will crash, and crashed the great dance.
When your finess brought me to the floor,
Though to you; it has not happened yet-----
The night that you bent my will to your
Ancient dream.
The night I'm compelled to relive again,
And again, and again. . .
*****
No title. Just a blurb:
In the cold, 'tween the heat,
'Twixt the satin black.
In the dark, the fires burn,
The scented flowers heavy in the air.
Time is gone, you are here;
My dream of lifetimes' past.
Can I make you forget I exist,
Though I hold you in mine arms?
*****
Nineteen Seventy Seven, Revisited
Look at you now, and look at you then.
Can you see why I was drawn to you when
I found you in your great confusion?
When you strove to die for illusion?
It was quite a haggersnash you were.
There was no greater bitch, I concur;
Though it was not without reason.
For this fact, you were out of season
For me to put your nose; I mean your head, on my wall;
Though I speak in analogy's call.
You hated me when you first saw me,
But I knew you were my destiny.
It wasn't hard to win you over,
And soon we rode over the wild clover.
Your initial aversion to me
Turned to an attachment quite quickly.
Unfortunately, you had to go.
With life not done, it had to be so.
Yet soon you'll be with me, at my side.
For a little while more, you'll abide
Apart from me, but then you'll be mine,
And I'll be yours, and soon we'll define
A new reality, as you'll be my trophy nose; I mean, wi. . .
Ack!
(DON'T ask! I do get playful with my verses some times, in case you haven't NOTICED!!!)
*****
It's Really Better For You, This Way
My ever agitated complainer,
From whom I'll never hear the end of it;
If you knew what was in store, you'd shut up.
For the 'wretched' lives you've lived, you shall sit
At mine side, in a world of art, knowledge,
Beauty, and your ever beloved TRUTH.
Your marks in The Hall Of Records are rife,
And your work's appreciated, forsooth;
And I speak of what you have done in life
Over and over again. This is why
I've stayed with you through all eternity.
Your creative fire shall never die.
Your quest for enhancement drives you quite hard.
A much treasured trait that we both do share.
Anything less, I could not tolerate.
I beseech you now; however, be fair;
And for the umpteenth time, quit your bitchin'.
You're almost here,
And your bleedin' life has ne'er been sae (so) eith (easy).
*****
It's Really Better For You, This Way
My ever agitated complainer,
From whom I'll never hear the end of it;
If you knew what was in store, you'd shut up.
For the 'wretched' lives you've lived, you shall sit
At mine side, in a world of art, knowledge,
Beauty, and your ever beloved TRUTH.
Your marks in The Hall Of Records are rife,
And your work's appreciated, forsooth;
And I speak of what you have done in life
Over and over again. This is why
I've stayed with you through all eternity.
Your creative fire shall never die.
Your quest for enhancement drives you quite hard.
A much treasured trait that we both do share.
Anything less, I could not tolerate.
I beseech you now; however, be fair;
And for the umpteenth time, quit your bitchin'.
You're almost here,
And your bleedin' life has ne'er been sae (so) eith (easy).
*****
Speaking Of Rewrites. . .
My love of aeons now separated
By she who has long claimed the both of us.
In our embrace she is, and we in hers.
A peace with us, like none before; occurs.
I am completely lost in reverie. (For the umpteenth time.)
In the warmth of our prized intimacy
Of shared thought; I am them, and they are me.
Is this what they mean by a trinity?
Ages are gone, and the ages are lost.
What trials we did face to get to this point;
The height to absolute serenity.
Unconditional love that formerly
I could not have conceived. Us there as one,
As to lower density we do fade.
Past sensuality we have journeyed;
And as I am, I feel like I nigh made
It HOME.
*****
When You Meet Me At The Crossroads Of Death
From there you were, to here you'll be.
I'll take you to the boat at dock,
Away from The Known Shepherd's flock;
To boundless knowledge, boundless lore,
At my library on the floor
Of Tech Duinn.
You'll feel the cold and rain with me,
Southwest of the dear mainland, green.
My isle, just at horizon's mean.
The ride be short, but rough in form,
For we'll be facing quite a storm
At Tech Duinn.
When the boat lands, I'll take you in
Down ancient corridor of stone,
Lit by torches, with us alone.
Our drench-ed rags we then can shed,
Before our paradise ahead,
In Tech Duinn;
Of fireplace and endless teas.
I'll keep you warm in the deep cold,
As time is lost, and all is told
To you, that you could never know
When you were alive. Farewell woe,
At Tech Duinn;
My love, soon out of time with me.
*****
As If We Don't Know All This Already
Dance with me, and become one with a cloud;
And remember I never wore a shroud,
Carried a scythe, or had skeletel form;
Nor did I die in Lady Eriu's storm.
The myths are wrong on so many account,
And there is no way that I can surmount
All the lies that have been told about me,
Not that any of it matters to thee.
For now, though as the music for Yule plays,
And we can revel in the colder days,
You can keep the public misinformed
About me with your continued creative poetry
And tales,
Though I must admit I play along.
*****
I'm breakin' my rule o' this bein' MY blog again. This is NOT mine. This was written by the mullethead, though I can play it on various instruments, and have sung it as well.
I'm Free
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
Never are things gonna be, like they used to be.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
No more chains or obligations, for the thing that I call me.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I've walked the long and twisted road; no serendipity.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
At least I've found the truth out now, and it is entropy.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I've been alive too long.
I don't care anymore
For anything that's here.
Repulsed like not before;
All I can do is cringe
At the mess that I see.
Once in my stupid youth,
It captivated me;
But now
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
Never are things gonna be, like they used to be.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
No more chains or obligations, for the thing that I call me.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I've walked the long and twisted road; no serendipity.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
At least I've found the truth out now, and it is entropy.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I recall times past when
Attachment was my chain.
It took so long to see
There was nothing to gain.
Nothing has any worth
In life, when it ends.
Stuff became my prison,
As did the stupid trends;
But now
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
Never are things gonna be, like they used to be.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
No more chains or obligations, for the thing that I call me.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I've walked the long and twisted road; no serendipity.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
At least I've found the truth out now, and it is entropy.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I have become unbound,
And can do anything.
All fear is history,
As desires I fling
To oblivion's flame.
Good-bye, social shackles;
Contempt, you are beneath.
Death to past raised hackles,
For now
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
Never are things gonna be, like they used to be.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
No more chains or obligations, for the thing that I call me.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I've walked the long and twisted road; no serendipity.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
At least I've found the truth out now, and it is entropy.
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
*****
As If This Will Make A Difference
Into the tunnel, or out you go.
Left path, right path; ev'ry way but home.
You're looking for things, to you unknown;
And don't look beside you, as you roam.
In you defiance, you walk with me;
In my world and your world, truly free;
Yet will you stop complaining so much
Over your own chosen destiny;
That's really a breeze, compared to most.
Just remember, before you were here;
You begged for this against all advice,
And now you are stuck, but never fear.
It's a blink of an eye in eternity,
Where I'll claucht (catch) ye again, real suin (soon).
*****
Bangin' My Head Against The Wall, Over You
My devoted rebel, on your way
To me. Your journey's too slow for you,
And you know it could be much faster
If but only you could follow through
With the concept of self-discipline.
It's something you lost a while ago,
In your rage against all in your world.
For your sake, I feel what you can't know
In your present state. Your pain is mine,
And I find it rather hard to bear;
Perhaps hard enough to break the rules.
So, I may help you get out of there,
And into my realm a little faster;
But it won't be easy on either one of us.
*****
The Dark Herald Wears Black
You led the way to Truth through darkness,
Though it's not the Truth most want to hear.
You broke free the illusions of life,
And ravage the dreams, many hold dear.
You take the stand, and you're in your face
With contempt, that can't get much greater.
Your way is detachment, avoidance,
And scorn. Who else can leave a crater
In one's heart like you, with their harsh words?
You've found the easy way to break free
From the grast of reincarnation
By defying all that's meant to be.
You've blazed a trail to another path;
So beautiful, yet dreadfully cold.
Self-containment and isolation
From inconvenience is your main hold,
Though at what price to The One?
Yet being spared, should I complain?
*****
Words For Nothing, And A Nose For Free
(With Apologies To Dire Staits)
Strange servants, I get in my line of work.
The devotees of iconoclasm
Who fit nowhere into the world at large.
Those ever wanting to bridge the chasm
Between life and death, to leave life behind.
They plead with me for things I cannot give,
And try to bribe me in so many ways,
To end the lives they've ere chosen to live.
I've one who understands, this cannot be;
Yet she still works unconditionally
Without a true vestment in the outcome,
As she writes of my tale, virtually
Blasting out the entire crazy plot
Of mine existence to the whole wide world.
I wonder if this is a favour
To me, as my lifes's details are unfurled
To a vast audience, be they good, bad,
Or indifferent. I guess it's all right.
It gives me an insight into what I am,
And drags me from obscurity to blight
The world, and the Akashic Library
With another book;
All in exchange for a nose-pet to owe.
(Oh, just read the bleedin' 'Xanon Chronicles' if ya wanna understand the nose thing!)
*****
Welcome Back
Restrain me, contain me, don't let me go.
Let the god of the West know now the East.
Let me know the alien dignity.
And the still, ever unmoving beauty
Of your embrace.
Let me know the trap I cannot escape;
My 'cousin' of ancient times, now returned.
You; the one destined to sit at my side.
You; who's attained, for what no one has vied.
So be the case.
Your dreams, I've led to show the meaning
Of love, and of hate, and of indiff'rence.
You have learned well, as you now finally
Have seen the ultimate reality,
And come to place
All things in existnece in their right frame.
Now, we'll never lose each other again.
Hence envelope me as well as you can,
As we; after too many years, now fan
Our passion's race
Against everything, for the first time in forever.
*****
Death At One, Ante Meridian
Yule is about a fortnight past.
As you wish, it will be your last.
The sleet cascades 'gainst your window,
And the icy wind does billow.
You sit aft' your last cup of tea,
Soon to quell your yearning for me.
You close your eyes to fade away,
Knowing well; you'll not see the day.
I choose now to sit beside you,
Though you'll not know 'til your time's due.
Aft' your last breath I'll take your hands,
And we'll fly o'er the desert sands
Of the future you'll escape;
After the Earth's grand final rape;
'Fore the 'Living Mother' gets revenge,
As you're in the loving arms of Death.
*****
Where Dreams Are Reality, And Life Is A Memory
The sun sets softly upon your life,
But we both know that twilight takes time.
We will be together soon enough,
Though for us; the bells will never chime.
When I see you again, will I laugh;
Or weep tears as our long sorrow ends?
You have no way of knowing my state
Of sharing your pain, and how it rends
My own soul as much as it does yours;
But it does. I now curse The Great Veil.
The one-way mirror 'twixt our two worlds.
The wall of misery, without fail.
I longed that I could have dragged you through
To my world, but I am powerless
To go against the Law Of The One.
I know that you count each hour less
Before we meet again for good,
My future consort of Death;
That I be,
And Eden shall be reclaimed by us.
*****
Thanatos
You.
I loved you when I saw you.
You were wrong, yet you were right.
You were eternal.
You became me, I became you.
You gave me yourself.
We were one for eternity, yet for a short while.
You gave to me myself.
I landed my full power in no time, because of you.
I had to go.
I became like you.
I missed you.
You came to me, but I didn't know it.
Neither did you.
You looked like me. . .almost.
I couldn't recognise you, you couldn't recognise me.
I didn't know you were you, but I grew to love you.
You loved me again, but neither one of us knew how to demonstrate it.
But we did.
A touch, sandalwood oil, a hairbrush, a hug, a shoulder to cry on.
Later, more.
With help, came the unbearable.
Then you withdrew.
You had to find yourself.
To find the one I first met.
To show me all my silent tears for you had been for naught.
And we learned new ways.
Ways beyond anything. . .to love.
My sometime twin.
My counterpart.
*****
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