A New Message

A New Message

Submitted by Sparrow on Wed, 2016-08-10 00:41

A new message
In the summers sun
my message would have to run
further as the wires sag
but it is winter I am so glad
I feel the winter’s breath

It makes us closer you see
I love to feel this wind
Tap, tap that new-fangled key.

Dit dit
dit da dit dit,
da da da
dit dit dit da
dit
da dit da da
da da da
dit dit da

The message is clear to me
there captured in a moment
Cap pulled over his eyes
tilting forward with copy pen
My thought is captured

It’s sent to you from me
the man grins as he can see
the message in his head
Tap, tap that new-fangled key

to send you love across the sea
a new world waits for me
This Titanic is so fast you see…

An Empty Park

An Empty Park

 

I walked without the laughter of the children

I felt empty and so alone the world may have ended

Please tell me I am wrong, I cannot see!

There seems to be an empty space in front of me.

 

Yesterday they were here, I heard them so

Please tell me what has made them go.

I cannot see it’s hard for me to listen to emptiness.

Just tell me I am wrong and it won’t be long.

 

Before the children return

 

Australia.

Australia.

 

I found a silence there in the daily bustle,

where the waters of feelings seemed shallow.

Hidden reasons, for a life that should have more.

No sign, of a Spirit that should grow with time.

 

I wandered, saw, then felt the ancient air.

Where the trees told me of a beauty held.

Saw children of future days, walking free.

There talked with the aged, with gentle tones

 

The land wept that it was there for greed.

A place to sow seeds covered with tar.

It cried out to feed the people as it always had.

Yet they walked on its beautiful bounty.

 

I walked with the trees and the few creatures left.

They cried with me as I felt this land of theirs.

What is happening to us, here where we belong,

Can we not multiply and seek a new life?

 

I wanted to go out to Uluru and say I am sorry

To beg forgiveness that the spirit land was bare

The Glass Mountains begged me to see their past

Their present of just eyes, staring at their skeletons’

 

A power remained hidden in the land, it was Sacred

The land wanted only to feed and hold its children.

I feared I was too late to see a wonder of this place.

My hope is that your eyes are not as mine.

George’s Song

 

George’s Song

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

In the darken times of days gone by

There in Bodmin town I did spy

A place where there was just a well

It now is a bar, which is pure hell

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

The only thing swinging with freedom now

The skirts of the girls that drink somehow

Of pints of beer and glasses of rum

Cheer up my lads the funs just begun

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

Take her home boy. Oh no not a chance

The bar is still open not a second glance

Bottoms of beer glasses are held in awe

Not the tight girls laying on the floor

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

A mother’s friend a daughter should be

Not in the George drinking with you and me

A twist in the tale of the maidens cry

What your monies gone? I will say good bye

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

Poor Dave and Dawn they didn’t know

The type of people into the bar would go

They stand there in the evening time

Silly grins on their faces most of the time

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

We will look after them for that they are sure

They seemed the best of the bunch we had before

We will keep them safe until the barrels run dry

Then throw them away without batting an eye

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

This song doesn’t ring so true you see

The writer tells lies and we cannot believe

It’s the Bodmin water or so I’m told

But never mind he’s grown so old

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

Hide close to your covers in the night

The Bodmin monster will give you a fright

I hear tell from locals who don’t give a dime

If you’re out at night you will be slimed

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmin town

Open all hours to swig the beer down

So cheer up my lads as we can nearly see

A day when we hope the booze will be free

 

Yenti

I Felt the Earth

I Felt the Earth

 

There in the valley

That reached for the cloudy sun

Our younger days were fun

Though the struggle to be

Was so much for me?

The valley walls were so tall

That I would fear they would fall

Then bury me it was so little that I did see

As the sun did run its course

Across then down over yon way

 

The silence still echoes

Through my mind where people

Had trod in younger times

This land they turned year after year

It to me didn’t seem so clear

That they did it for me

The valleys hole deep under ground

Would give and take of those around

Then to this day I cannot see

Why they would do this for such as me

Sinking shafts of killing coal

They would just each morning go

To where I would ask in questions few

As it was hard to speak to you

 

Who slaved all of your days

For such paltry sums

Quality of life and then some

They would take all these things away

Even now in this modern day

They do the same to you

We would have fun

As we would not know

That under ground you would toil so

Then later as time did pass me to be

A thinking man for all to see

I would wonder at it all

That why you should have been at all

From healthy folk to coughing wrecks

It took its toll of fine young men

This land that we loved so


Fear not to turn up the old people’s graves

There to talk of those long gone days

That left the greedy ones high

Though to little me as only I

We had little to go too far

Ask your mother round to tea

Talk over fences laugh

At the way of folks that err

The life though hard was still there

Now came the new age

Where I had grown

I could not leave you there alone

To strive to be good

At what things you now do

In church yards this valley through

I will visit there to talk to you

 

As to relate of the now times

To tell of tales that you once knew

I hope it sees your eternity through

Deep under ground there stirs

Nothing now the mines have gone

Just old memories now held in song

Blackened faces coughing choking

Clouds of long past days your ways

For other folk you toiled away

The sun that stretched the valley so

Is brighter now than you did know

The changing of the valleys ways

Brought on in so many places

Cannot replace your blackened faces

That even now had so many graces


 

Hear now to the green grass

Gone are spoons to say I love you so

Take me back I you implore

To walk once again the valley floor

Mind that hole my little dear

It’s where the miners use to be

The fear they had has gone away

My child, look to the hills you will see

Lumps and bumps of yesterday

Which on the green grass spills

Over to cover mine droppings

 

That took its toll they said it couldn’t be

Do not look you mustn’t see

The changes of one type of poverty

To this one place we hold so dear

Gone are the mines but what’s this I hear

There are new things to take their places

Little boxes with electronic faces

That sings your praise and makes you feel

Yet where’s the money to pay the bills

No matter that we are coming to

The centuries end for you and me

 

It’s just the same now as then

My grown up child don’t look at me

When I say I would rather be

Back there in days gone by

Then if you catch me sometime

Where you may see me cry

It’s not for the passing of my friends

That all these warm tears descend

Rolling then falling without end

It’s for the future that we are told

That will be better now that you are old

 

Not so my grown child of mine

The poverty has just been refined

There on the soil that I left behind

Was as, and it is now

Where the earth feels the same

 

Yenti

To You

To You

 

I have returned to your land

To once again walk within your Valley’s and hills

To feel the times gone by

There as a youth I would struggle with life

But then the Spirit was free

Free to join as we would gather together

You and me

To talk of the before times

Where I found our spirits roamed

So that we could learn the things of life

Together

At the same time as you would help each other

Along the hard paths

You would also add extra strength

To your own spirit

Walk today as they did then

With open arms to hold

With open ears to Hear

With open eyes to see

And an open heart to love

Together

It is now that we can learn once again

The lessons of life

Together

Ask of the old ones

That walked with the spirit underground

That even in their darkest hour there was light

Ask of the old ones

Who’s vigil at the pits head

Gathered them there as one Spirit

Ask them to regain that Spirituality

Then show the Children

Show the children the light

That shines within us all

That they may glow

Then shine themselves

I have returned to your Valley’s and Hills

And this time I can see, feel, and Sense

The glow of the awakening Spirit

That the old ones knew

My days of seeing are in the Autumn of time

That now I can see this new awakening

Has lifted my Spirit

It has made my path brighter

Look not far away

At things you cannot touch

Look to the one that stands next to you

Touch them as we use to do

Walk with them as we journey on

Join the light of theirs with yours

It will be a beautiful journey for you all

Together

Yenti 

Sarum’s Child

Sarum’s Child

 

In this city where I lay

There sits a child of stone and clay

It sits there in its stony world

Spoilt by its servants as they yield

 

To its absolute and unquestionable need

Brought on by their everlasting greed

They will deny that they serve the stone

But the people around whom have wasted day

 

Is a testament to their ungodly ways

Although if asked they will sing his praise

To the one true God of their bygone days

All the people gone of the old days true

 

Trodden to dust as the lookers troop through

This stone child who supplies all your needs

Who crushed a city and most of its seeds

Looks down on you without a touch of grace

 

The pyramids might as well take its place

There with the guards looked on a fertile land

Now look after a landscape of sculptured sand

In times to be where nothings planed

 

Yenti

 

The old George, and what? (Bodmin)

The old George, and what?

 

In darkened days of times gone by

There in old Bodmyn I did spy

A place where there was just a well

Also a place where maidens fell

Not to the reaches of the young men

But a fire breathing Dragon

From times back when

 

The drink did take their minds

It corrupted all the times

Of stories told of knights of old

In tin suits they sat

They dared not crap

As tin was slimed by grime

Not as you’d say was mined

 

Brave people it was told

Who would never tire?

A fighting Dragon’s full of fire

Hey come on now that’s a jest

Why were the maidens given away?

In Bodmyn of the very best

I leave that to you mind

 

 

The fire they had

Was from all they could gorge

Of the food and drink

From within the George

A lowly place it seems

That made travelers full of beans

To spread stories of heroics far

 

As it was good for the Bodmyn moor

Long into the night behind closed doors

They would talk on for hours and hours

Of what would give a traveler fright

Now modern day is just the same

They are up to their old tricks again

Of creatures that would make you fear

 

Is it a panther or a grisly bear?

That stalks the travelers now

It’s quite a laugh on Emmits it be

For in the George today you see

We laugh at you coming here

It makes you stay and drink more beer

For we told you outside is a place to fear

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two jumping cats of type unknown

Who won’t leave our travelers alone

At night it’s told they wander around

Breathing fire on all that are found

And snarling inside darkened rooms

But beware of going to far abroad

Out there lurks something old

 

Where the slime festoons the trees

The strangers who go weak at the knees

It’s been seen you know and wont go away

Night time usually not the day

A creature of all shapes is out to play

It can slime you fast or paralyze

No ones lived yet to tell the size

 

Now come on you will say to me

You are now taking a liberty

With the workings of my mind

The landlord says just drink your drink

Leave all these strange things behind

It’s to capture you it’s sad to say

To make you stay not run away

 

To make you fear the night not day

Away from the George, so you stay

Where they wont let you drink alone

As in the crowded bar each night

It really isn’t a pretty sight

A mixture of all that dream

Of being a George or even a Queen

 

But as the stories are told

People afraid to go out on the road

Lest the creature spawned of to many beers

Is waiting there to fulfil their fears

In the George and Dragons bar

In Bodmyn town it’s safer by far

From the creatures that stalk your dreams

 

Yenti

 

The Old George and a What?

The Old George and a What?

 

In darkened days of times gone by

There in old Bodmyn I did spy

A place where there was just a well

 Also a place where maidens fell

Not to the reaches of the young men

But a fire breathing dragon

From times back when

 

The drink did take their minds

It corrupted all the times

 Of stories told of knights of old

In tin suits they that sat

And dared not crap

As tin was slimed by grime

Not as you’d say was mined

 

Brave people it was told

Who never would tire?

A fighting dragons full of fire

Hey come on now that’s a jest

Why were the maidens they gave?

None but the best

 

The fire they had

Was from all they could gorge

 Of the food and drink inside the George

A lowly place it seems

That made travellers full of beans

To spread stories of heroics far

As it was placed on Bodmyn moor

Long into the night behind closed door

 

Now modern day is just the same

They are up to their old tricks again

Of creatures that would make you fear

Is it a wolf or is it a bear

That stalks our travellers now

Its quite a laugh on emits you see

For in the George today you see

Two jumping cats of type unknown

Who won’t leave our travellers alone?

 

At night it’s told they wander around

Breathing fire on all about

And snarling in the darkened rooms

But beware of going to far abroad

Out there is told some things odd

Where slime now does festoon the trees

 The odd person starts to shake at the knees

It’s been seen you know and wont go away

Night time usually not in the day

    A creature of all shapes and size

It can slime you fast or paralyse

 

Now come on you will say to me

You are now taking a liberty

With feelings of my mind

Just drink your drink

Leave strange things behind

It’s to capture you it is sad to say

To make you fear the night not day

To make you fear to roam

Away from the George

where you wont drink alone

As crowded in it’s bar each night

And it’s not a pretty sight

A mixture of all that dream

Of being a George or even a Queen

But as the stories told

Are afraid to go out on the road

Lest the creature spawned of to many beers

Is waiting there to fulfil their fears

 

The George and Dragon of Bodmyn town

George and the Dragon

George and the Dragon
The old George and a What
In darkened days of times gone by
There in old Bodmyn I did spy
A place where there was just a well
Also a place where maidens fell
Not to the reaches of the young men
But a fire breathing dragon
From times back when

The drink did take their minds
It corrupted all the times
Of stories told of knights of old
In tin suits they that sat
And dared not crap
As tin was slimed by grime
Not as you’d say was mined

Brave people it was told
Who never would tire?
A fighting dragons full of fire
Hey come on now that’s a jest
Why were the maidens they gave?
None but the best

The fire they had
Was from all they could gorge
Of the food and drink inside the George
A lowly place it seems
That made travellers full of beans
To spread stories of heroics far
As it was placed on Bodmyn moor
Long into the night behind closed door

Now modern day is just the same
They are up to their old tricks again
Of creatures that would make you fear
Is it a wolf or is it a bear
That stalks our travellers now
Its quite a laugh on emits you see
For in the George today you see
Two jumping cats of type unknown
Who won’t leave our travellers alone?

At night it’s told they wander around
Breathing fire on all about
And snarling in the darkened rooms
But beware of going to far abroad
Out there is told some things odd
Where slime now does festoon the trees
The odd person starts to shake at the knees
It’s been seen you know and wont go away

Night time usually not in the day
A creature of all shapes and size
It can slime you fast or paralyse
Now come on you will say to me
You are now taking a liberty
With feelings of my mind
Just drink your drink
Leave strange things behind
It’s to capture you it is sad to say
To make you fear the night not day

To make you fear to roam
Away from the George
Where you won’t drink alone
As crowded in it’s bar each night
And it’s not a pretty sight
A mixture of all that dream
Of being a George or even a Queen
But as the stories told
Are afraid to go out on the road
Lest the creature spawned of to many beers
Is waiting there to fulfil their fears

The George and Dragon of Bodmyn town