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

Travellers

Stop
Drop
Life’s a big top
So listen to the music while they’re sending in the clown

Go
Slow
Learn to say no

Cos life’s a rollercoaster and it takes you up and down

See
Me
Life’s a journey
My caravan of love has wheels that just keep rolling round

Time

An hour to myself or maybe two
A coffee and the time to sit and drink
It isn’t that I haven’t things to do
But I afford myself some time to think
The world is rushing on at such a pace
Sometimes I feel so giddy I can’t see
I like to stop, to focus on a face
But modern life’s transacted rapidly
It looks like I’m a tortoise sitting there
No doubt I’ll never win that human race
Another man will be successful hare
For I will stop and linger in this place
No pressure in this gentle life of mine
I grant myself the precious gift of 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

Lost

I lost my morning I can’t get it back
And everything that I will not achieve
Is added to what I already lack
For what he takes from me I can’t receive
Demanding he is man of higher birth
I’m no-one and we both know that means
If money talks then this man shouts his worth
Why should he care that I have mortgaged dreams
And so I architect another’s life
My drafts are scattered blowing in the wind
A perfect man at home with perfect wife
Angelic but we both know he has sinned
His freedom bought and paid for but the cost
His eyes have shown me all that he has lost

Spark

A man has told me how he loves me so
His actions have extinguished words so sweet
I thought that he was different now I know
His games of love demanded my defeat
Alone or am I lonely hard to say
The difference academic seems to me
But I would rather live each precious day
With people who allow me to be free
So jealousy and envy won’t provide
Possession I am not to have and hold
Before I’m conquered I will just divide
Refuse to wear symbolic band of gold
But liberate the mind and spark desire
Within my soul still burns eternal  fire