Back Yard

They key to happiness is in your own back yard to seek
But here I am so far away and feeling quite content
Perhaps the truth is each of us is totally unique
And one idea of happiness is not what others meant
My happiness I know is just for me to think about
Although I feign an interest in what others have to say
Suppose my own solution just ensures I have no doubt
I’ve always been particular preferring my own way
So I would say the key for me is keeping my life plain
Not many plans or grand designs to cause undue distress
I live each day without the future looming in the main
And when there’s only me is when my life is at its best
In solitude I travel never lonely just alone
The traveller with no back yard who’s made the world his home

Space

My inner space so when did you appear
Intruder uninvited on my plane
For lonely gripped my fingers in your sphere
Your angle’s not conducive to my aim
A vacuum mother nature does abhor
But I am not your mother little boy
And you plus me’s not what my line is for
So I’ll divide and leave remainder joy
Subtracting you negates the need to cry
The algebra of love’s insanity
My x will never equal, don’t ask why
We shoud not meet until infinity
An integer still single in my prime
What matters is I have my space in time

Puzzling

If all my dreams are avenues I’ve walked
I hope the final turning brings me peace
If all my thoughts are conversations talked
The puzzle solved could win me my release
If all I have imagined could be real
My dreams would lie prosaic on the floor
If all the wonder isn’t what I feel
Then magic won’t be found here anymore
If all the truth I’m given is a lie
Those dusty dreams are trampled under feet
If all that I can do is wonder why
I guess my life will never feel replete
But if you dream and wonder what will be
You might just be the piece completing me

Surrender

The chaos seemed defiant piling high
Disorder of the day annoying writ
The thunder clouds that ponder in the sky
A purpose once but nothing seems to fit
The rationale you wanted set in stone
Imposing order fails before you try
The man who wanted company alone
Deserted on the island wonder why
Inflexible you need to try and bend
Perhaps the flow should not be swum against
If serendipity became your friend
Would you release the grip you hold so tense
Surrender to the chaos of the day
The sun will rise and set so come what may

Wrong End

An extrovert a people kind of guy
But you will not deliver that I see
You cannot even look me in the eye
And situations end so awkwardly
Pedantic but you seem as if your bright
It’s such a shame how you refuse to fit
Annoyingly you often get things right
But home for you is wrong end of the stick
A syndrome on a spectrum did you say
Apparently not every one’s the same
And when you do a task another way
It isn’t right that I should judge and blame
And you believe you’re just as good as me
An equal simply thinking differently