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Monday 30 November 2015

Insight et al

I walk across my home town
Between two drawing offices
There isn't a real desk space for me in either
My old boss Roger wants me to design
An aircraft refuelling system

I tell him it's all about
Finding the right operational staff
The second office is really busy
A meeting of everyone is called
I see this as an opportunity to slip out

A fox approaches me on the petrol station car park
It bears its teeth and harasses me
I shout and wave a stick but I am frightened
A big dog grabs the fox
Eventually it works the foxes head between its jaws

Before determinedly and manically crushing
All life out of the bereft wild animal
It was a dream that I couldn't leave
In the same way I couldn't leave
Another work dream earlier in the week

In another of tonight's dreams I was explaining
The solution to a control system problem, & even
Though I knew the fix was to move the measuring
Device nearer to the process being measured
I had doubts that it would be correctly implemented

It seems to me the dreams are about a lack of control
Doubts about the resolution of issues
I am neither able to complete a task, or walk away
In the morning I find that a Fox in ones dreams means:
Insight, cleverness, cunningness and resourcefulness


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Sunday 29 November 2015

One Or The Other

It is with the knowing

That in the coming hours and days, months and years, there are tasks that I have to accomplish, conversations that I have to join, that are not of my own choosing, not of my wish to be doing

And with such knowing

Comes my disturbance; a feeling of being unsettled, of being always behind the clock, of being left with no time just to be, of being unable to make any sort of decision, or commitment

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Saturday 28 November 2015

Wasn't, Isn't

I wasn't the one for your symphony
I wasn't the one
I wasn't the one

I wasn't the one to think of me
I wasn't the one
I wasn't the one

Your persona, it led me along
I wasn't the one
I wasn't the one

You took me to places I didn't belong
I wasn't the one
I wasn't the one

I stood on the sands
While you swam topless in the sea
I wasn't the one
She isn't for me

You said lovers no more
I went down on my knees
I wasn't the one
She isn't for me
I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me
I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me

I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me
I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me

The more I doubted
The less I breathed
I wasn't the one
I wasn't the one

She danced in the clouds
I strolled by the lea
I wasn't the one
She isn't for me

She was painted to tease
Where my eyes couldn't see
I wasn't the one
She isn't for me

I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me
I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me

I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me
I wasn't the one
She sure wasn't for me

So you laugh at my song
And you laugh at my singing
And you don't really know
When next I'll be ringing

She wasn't the one
If it wasn't for me
She wasn't the one
If it wasn't for me

I wasn't the one
Then this song set me free
I wasn't the one
Then this song set me free

I wasn't the one
Then this song set me free
I wasn't the one
Then this song set me free


Friday 27 November 2015

Pretext

Out of one shadow
And on into the next
Tree lights and stand pipes
And whatever you least expect

Hedgerows that sparkle
Time here then to detect
Travelling these roads
On a one-way connect

There is happiness
To dust off the regret
Then there is a solace
With the joy to inspect

I am only working
I amn't trying to be correct
These last ten years now
I sure won't forget

That first time you rang
Yo paid call-collect
Your songs soon arrived
Our souls to protect

You wish it made sense
For your rebel school-prefect
Out of the limelight
Into his silence, so often flexed


Thursday 26 November 2015

Compartmento

Cellular accommodation
A view of the mountain
A view of the lake
Stillness of the chapel
Before the wedding celebration
Joy, in the community
Who are joined together for dining

So to retire, as one
To the singular peace
Of the single-bedded room
With the solitary window

There with still air
Just one book
With plain paper for the writing
Contemplation
For all those pilgrims
Who aspire to be closer to heaven

Also the divers
Diving for lost treasures
Breathing deeply
For the plunge into ice-cold water
Before the heartbeat quickens
And the bare chest rises and falls
With the, female Adonis', breast of beauty