the dog the lizard and the snake

The dog, the lizard and the snake 5th december2007
Inspired by J.Bacle

The dog, the lizard and the snake
He loved her madly, maybe that was the mistake

She turned up in the bar
And they went for a walk
She said she painted the sunset
But she didn’t want to talk

The dog, the lizard and the snake
she painted his life black
but he still wants her back
Turned up at the bar
And they went for a walk
Trying to get her back
But she still won’t talk

He looked into the lake
Tried to break the spell
The lake thanked him, Arthur
But he’s still in his hell

The dog gets up
The lizard stares on and she’s sleeping in the sun
She must be blind not to see
She was the only one

Crying like the poet,
Who cries out in his pain
Who looked for a princess
and found just a snake

the dog, the lizard and the snake
where is the princess
as he’s drowning in pain

On which side of the planet
On which side of the mountains
On which side of the coin
Is there a princess or a snake?

West Kennet

West kennet

Late at night
Dark
Frosty ground crunches underfoot
Fear grips my heart
It wont let go
Not sure I can carry on

Got there and standing outside
Slowly fear starts to slide
Im going in
Down the steps
Of straw put down some time before

Main chamber surprisingly dry
But for some reason I want to cry

Shot marks on the wall
Target practice for the small minded
Take them down and bring them home
Sad for them
They don’t see

Light the incense
Warm now
Rattle and hum
Rattle and hum

They join in
Lots of them
More than I imagined
A bit overwhelming

Stop
Silence
Then a reply
Freeze

More reply
I join back in

It starts to rain on me
But this cant be
Im inside


‘Even the water that falls from the mountain is warm’
A sign
Everything is fine
Drop down
What is there to be scared of?
One day my ashes will be scattered in here
If im lucky

Maybe my daughter will spend the night here
Maybe she’ll be scared too
Forget fear
Focus

Its OK
Time to go
Say thanks
Thanks for having me
Byeeee!
See you next time

wine

The earth has spun full circle,
365 days later, and here you are
unexpected turns have led us here
Not where we were
Further down the line
Older, perhaps wiser
Different.
I hope we are more like good wine than cheese
A bottle fit for pharaohs
To be savoured over the years
But to stay liquid sunlight

Come harvest time
If we are to be made into wine,
I pray
We may share the same bottle
A young, fresh wine
To be drunk early
By lovers perhaps
Drunk on love
Fresh wine, no cobwebs adorn our bottle
A light kitchen, no damp cellar
A wine to share and make merry
A passionate wine
Earthy and fruity
Unrefined but oh so rich
Like our love
Limitless in possibilities

Memoire

Je me souviens
C’etait deja des ans
Mais la passage du temps
De notre amour ne change rien

Tu te rappelles
Dessous l’arbre de noel
Le petit cadeau que je t’ai fait
Mon coeur pour toute l’eternite

Si j’ai perdu ton amour
J’espere que malgre tout
Tu te souviens bien de nous
Je pense a toi chaque jour

Et possiblement on retournera
Une autre vie se formera
Et le destin nous retrouvera
On s’aimerai encore une fois

Les desespoirs et les regrettes
Qu’on peut tenir dans la retraite
Sont surtout sur notre amour
Je t’ai ecrit chaque jour

tree

One tree
Standing alone
Offering a solitary respite
From sweltering heat

One tree
Twisted and gnarled
Humble yet proud
A survivor

One tree
Constantly consumed
Yet always growing
Stretching and shrinking

One tree
Part of an endless cycle
Nature and life
Will you share its shade with me?

REDES

Seguir buscando, trantando de buscar,
Una salida a todo esto,
A las redes que me atraparon,
Que me dejaron seco en la oscura noche del destino
Un destino que me encierra
Que me atrapa en sus frias garras de animal
Salvaje y violento,
Aquí me encuentro
Todavia perdido pero siguiendo rumbo fijo
Guiado por aquel terrible destino todo poderoso
Una potencia superior a mi
Corre en mis venas
Obligandome a seguir con esta busqueda
Una busqueda que me conduce al azar
A la suerte traicionera
Y a los sueños incumplidos

AUTOBUS

Mi intencion era esperar
Aquel autobus colorido que tenia que pasar
Llegaba tarde, a estas horas lo echaba en falta
Siempre retrasaba algo
Pero hoy mas que nunca
Me hacia falta
Por temor a quedarme
Aislado, perdido
Solo, rumbo al jamas

Mi intencion era esperar
Aquel autobus al que no volvi a subir
Mis colores vistiendolo de rojo
Mi carne picada alimentandola
Mi sangre bebida de un trago
Mi sabor en sus labios
Sus labios en mi cuerpo
Caido, destrozado
Hecho pedazos, alma liberada

Mi intencion era esperar
Aquel autobus que me tuvo que llevar
Mas lejos de todo lo conocido
Mas lejos de mi propia vida
Una vida llena de retrasos
De fracasos y ensueños
Ensueños que perdi
Y promesas a cumplir

Mi intencion no era saltar
Aquel autobus tan nuevo y limpio
Se presento como ocasión
Un impulso al vacio
Una nueva experiencia
Sentir algo aun sabiendo
Que mi saber marchita
Hundiendose en los pavimientos
Dolor, deseo
Paz.