The Dawn of the Everyman

The clouds had cast their net across the sky

To catch my sun and stop its early rise

And weather done by god knows who or why

A beauty hit me square between the eyes

It dawned on me as yellow orange red

Of morning smeared quite natural yet so high

That I could stay forever in my head

And never question what has gone awry

The truth is an observer not a star

This bed I’ve made is where I constant lie

I’m here but I’m not going very far

A second rate and very Cold War spy

Yet beauty finds the everyman at last

So clear the cloudy peel away the mask

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Being

Contemplating all I never was

Reflecting on the paths I didn’t take

Cogitating what and if because

Perception of the self is what’s at stake

Steps I’ve taken wonder were they go

A merry dance that somehow landed here

Worry in my head and yet I know

That nothing can be worse than what I fear

Time to put a stop to all this thought

Procrastinating traps us in the mind

Clear my head and take a little a walk

The joy of not quite sure what I might find

All I never was will never be

And thus I am a human being me

Antithesis

And being me I plunged into the pool

I didn’t stop to think or make a plan

For I am the antithesis of cool

A really rather awkward sort of man

I’m not exactly archetypal geek

My brain is not so beautiful you see

And don’t expect some nerdish kind of chic

Banality epitomises me

Yet happily I swim among the sharks

Surviving without wing or need to pray

My motivation nothing more than larks

Though why it makes me laugh I cannot say

No evidence except my circumstance

But life is such merry little dance

War of Independence

Without you here I’ve finally become

The man who walks away not looking back

The two divide and I’m remainder one

The future parts repressive clouds of black

I ran until my very breath expired

Then took the time to find the man I am

For life had left me bruised and broken, tired

Reality was nothing but a sham

The war of independence over now

Republic not subjected to a king

Consider this my last and final bow

For you to me no longer mean a thing

I’m not confined I live without a plan

Except to be a free and happy man

Roundabout

I went to work. I wandered home. My life was simplified.

For I was there and all alone with no one at my side.

The roundabout of love for me was not an easy ride.

No pity please! I can survive. I’m made of stronger stuff.

That playground’s made me realise that I can be so tough.

I have my health and sense of self, for now that is enough.

I see you look. I see the eyes. You want to ask me why.

Am I aloof, unpopular, or simply high and dry?

That sombre and unsmiling man who watches you pass by.

You turn around. I feel your gaze. You pierce me deep inside.

And all the pain and hurt that over years I’ve tried to hide,

You comprehend and validate then gently put aside.

You take my hand. You swing my heart. You turn my insides out.

You want to change my life and that you can, I have no doubt.

I go to work but simple has become more roundabout.

Two Hands

Every moment I would share

If you would let me in

Loving isn’t easy when

You feel the need to win

See a side you try to hide

I know you are afraid

Love is not a game of cards

But here my heart is laid

I don’t know the things you’ve seen

Or why you shy away

Know that if I earn your trust

You’ll pull me close one day

Lover be yourself and do

Not fear I am a friend

Hand in hand I’m here right now

And will be till the end