The Journey
Watch the river pass on by
Listen as the children cry
The dream has crumbled
Tumbling down the dream has crumbled
Faint echo’s of the memory gather in the groves of my mindscape
The time has come for the solar god to rise.
Apollo, phoenix from the ashes.
I have cast in my folly all that lay sacred to me.
The Dragon’s art enriddled, the art of art revealed.
The secret lay lost to the memory of forgetting.
Our journey has change course
The winds, the winds have turned against our favour.
Overwhelmed by an addiction breeding,
Defenceless upon my knees
I refuse to serve you now
I would rather lay low in a shallow grave.
The journey
The journey engulfing.
Open fields the senses yield
Alive and well I am she cried
As she laid down to kiss the sky
I will never die she sighed
As a tear dropped from her eye.
I have laid to waste the fantasy of evolving.
New friends and open smiles
Close me in your while.
Rise now to know
The kiss of bliss is morning snow.
His mistress distressed – undressed for her pay
Pass on by to sanctuary
I will find you there.
We set sail tomorrow for ports unknown.
The sea queen – slow dreamer
Movement of the earth
The city swells beneath our feet
The trees are stacked in cathedral contortions
I face the sun in setting.
The talisman evolves itself
Blossoms in the wildest shade
Never to fade but only to grow
Destroyed, its work is once more with all
By Adam Eve before the fall.
I’m gaining more within a realm of pain
Than I ever could by forgetting your name.
The prophecy fulfils itself
The blueprint divine is etched
The surface is scratched and what do you find?
Your mind.
Our mother princess patchwork
I remember now the way we would sing
And beat matchsticks on the ground
Lost and found I am they say.
Lost a child of the night in the day.
The words are a power unto themselves
The words are worlds recurring.
Senses souring
Blood sweat pouring
There’s no time for vanity in this insane hour
The clock has lost its face
And I feel out of place in a world of screwed perceptions
I see now the hills are giants slumbering
And here I am, numb within madness
Still….There’s no time for sadness.
Father of lies
Born from the seed of deceit
Awaiting the friend I love the most
The ghost of hosts I love the most
An architect of grand design
A vagabond of dreams divine
Two lovers, frozen in time
Slow burning is the candle lit
Find me a new skin.
This life a doorway
This life a portal to a million worlds
And laid beside my guardian curled
I am as one within without myself.
She is coming to heal
She who steals my heart in fleeting
Why is it I can not forever listen with open ears?
I have laid myself defenceless to the shore
I have left myself wanting more?
Asking of myself, what is it I’m here for?
Where the hell is the door?
The river run dry
There are no tears to cry
I wonder why
As I lay down to die.
The journey will never near completion
One colour will merely merge into the next
First sight – a white room warming
New life – the smell of morning
Fresh and rosy fingered dawn
Comes with blackbirds swarming
The dance can not complete itself.
Dream with me of brighter skies
Of answers to the question why
Why it is we live to die
To try, yet always fail.
Sail with me the ocean eyes of my goddess undressed.
Learn to live within yourself
Learn to love the world around you
Even when its raining sh*t
And all that sh*t surrounds you
Outside a sky of blue is fading in and out of grey
Inside a crimson sky is dawning all throughout the day.
The senses numbed as defences succumb
To dread fear of revolution
Beneath the sun we’ll have our fun
Turning cycles in evolution.
Creation destroys the age old toys
Of wood nymphs, their forest homes
Relations coy fulfil no joy
When I’m chewing on the bone.
Alone! Alone and never grown
In seeking love so far from home.
And here I remain
A King without a throne
poem by David Lacey
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We Tread Where Demons Lay Their Dead
Watch the river pass on by
Listen as the children cry
The dream has crumbled
Tumbling down the dream has crumbled
Faint echo’s of the memory gather in the groves of my mindscape
The time has come for the solar god to rise.
Apollo, phoenix from the ashes.
I have cast in my folly all that lay sacred to me.
The Dragon’s art enriddled, the art of art revealed.
The secret lay lost to the memory of forgetting.
Our journey has changed course
The winds! The winds have turned against our favour.
Overwhelmed by an addiction breeding,
Defenceless upon my knees
I refuse to serve you now
I would rather lay low in shallow grave.
The journey
The journey engulfing.
Open fields the senses yield
Alive and well I am she cried.
She laid down to kiss the sky
I will never die she sighed
As a tear dropped from her eye.
I have laid to waste the fantasy of evolving.
New friends and open smiles
Close me in your while.
Rise now to know
The kiss of bliss is morning snow.
His mistress distressed – undressed for her pay
Pass on by to sanctuary
I will find you there.
We set sail tomorrow for ports unknown.
The sea queen – slow dreamer
Movement of the earth
The city swells beneath our feet
poem by David Lacey
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Our Mother Princess Patchwork
The trees are stacked in cathedral contortions
I face the sun in setting.
The talisman evolves itself
Blossoms in the wildest shade
Never to fade but only to grow
Destroyed, its work is once more with all
By Adam Eve before the fall.
I’m gaining more within a realm of pain
Than I ever could by forgetting your name.
The prophecy fulfils itself
The blueprint divine is etched
The surface is scratched and what do you find?
Your mind.
Our mother princess patchwork
I remember now the way we would sing and beat matchsticks on the ground
Lost and found I am they say.
The words are a power unto themselves
The words are worlds recurring.
Senses souring
Blood sweat pouring
There’s no time for vanity in this insane hour
The clock has lost its face
And I feel out of place in a world of screwed perceptions
I see now the hills are giants slumbering
And here I am, numb within madness
Still….There’s no time for sadness.
Father of lies
Born from the seed of deceit
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This Life a Portal to a Million Worlds
Awaiting the friend I love the most
The ghost of hosts I love the most
An architect of grand design
A vagabond of dreams divine
Two brothers, frozen in time
Slow burning is the candle lit
Find me a new skin.
This life a doorway
This life a portal to a million worlds
And laid beside my guardian curled
I am as one within without myself.
She is coming to heal
She who steals my heart in fleeting
Why is it I can not forever listen with open ears?
I have laid myself defenceless to the shore
I have left myself wanting more?
Asking of myself, what is it I’m here for?
Where the hell is the door?
The river run dry
There are no tears to cry
I wonder why
As I lay down to die.
The journey will never near completion
One colour will merely merge into the next
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Outside
Outside a sky of blue is fading in and out of grey
Inside a crimson sky is dawning all throughout the day.
The senses numbed as defences succumb
To dread fear of revolution
Beneath the sun we’ll have our fun
Turning cycles in evolution.
Creation destroys the age old toys
Of wood nymphs, their forest homes
Relations coy fulfil no joy
When I’m chewing on the bone.
Alone! Alone and never grown
In seeking love so far from home.
And here I remain
A King without a throne.
poem by David Lacey
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The Dance Can Not Complete Itself.
First sight – a white room warming
New life – the smell of morning
Fresh and rosy fingered dawn
Comes with blackbirds swarming
The dance can not complete itself.
Dream with me of brighter skies
Of answers to the question why
Why it is we live to die
To try, yet always fail.
Sail with me the ocean eyes of my goddess undressed.
poem by David Lacey
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Lost Amongst Dew Dappled Glades
What do you see in this dark hour my child?
I see spirits burning slow in tearful agony
Cold hour awakening, frozen waters biting
Numb the ankles of companions soaked in sweat.
What memories have we to forget?
Lost amongst dew dappled glades
The morning dew my ecstasy
I find myself, wishing to be of me
Yet bound - frozen and falling
Lost upon the ground
Digging for diamonds with a wooden spade.
I now reveal myself
To all that would listen to fear to hear
She your tears for the dead and dying
Each tear fallen, one more droplet in an ocean of mourning.
Tormented souls bent and broken
Secrets told and wished unspoken.
The poets place is by the river
Awating sting, awaiting shiver
The ripples rest my mind at ease
Here beneath these ancient trees.
Days unsleeping found me here,
Bent backwards beyond the verge of the abyss
The mountains upside down resemble the roots of floating palaces.
Unknown island worlds, unknown to those that would seek to know.
The full moon hangs full circle
Beyonds the windows lie
Tainted blue and painted by you
Every colour of the sky.
The burning sun is dying
And all its money spent
I have no time to beg or borrow
I ave no time to find tomorrow
Here in sweat box tent.
I can hear the fires crackle
Alongside the laughter of my friends.
Sweet are the birds of morning as they join our song off beat.
New worlds are formed
New words born aloft the graceful fabric of the forest air.
I wrap my fingers around my hair.
Pulling leaves and twigs from the chaos that stirs above my temple.
Ride with me this darkened night
Beckon with me the Queen of Twilight.
Such wonders has she that men turn blind
When in her heaving bosom find
The secret bliss, a lovers kiss.
Still she devours your mind.
What to do?
Where to go?
How am I supposed to know?
Dance in turn for the sun to burn.
I promise I shall return.
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Inside a Crimson Sky
Outside a sky of blue is fading in and out of grey.
Inside a crimson sky is dawning all throughout the day.
My senses are numbed as defences succumb towards a
Dread fear of revolution. The young are running faithless,
Beneath the sun a-shining still – Upon the hill we’ll have our fun.
Turning cycles in evolution – Forever at our own pace –
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To The Strangest Girl I've Ever Known
Heretical hierarchies decompose in slow plastic tides.
An ode is sung, wild eyed for those too scared to run,
A lament for those that tried to ply open the chest’s secret encoded,
And still we are relying on the illusion that our guns are loaded,
That we’re ready to explode at anytime in floods of woeful fears,
Streaming tears in cascades, breaking barriers, overrunning barricades.
I spy dreamers washed up upon the shore, lost in isolation when they are
Surrounded by a thousand likewise ungrounded souls. Crying for a saviour.
The doorways are now broken that would have opened had a little
Patience been applied, had we relied on more than instinct to guide us through the skies.
Beyond the twilight, beyond our mother’s delight lies the truth so far out of sight that we require proof of our existence before we empower ourselves with love.
Some sickly rose of pale blue shades clasped upon my palm,
Gone are the days of failing you she said,
Leaving me in a jaded calm of slumbering silence.
What defence could I offer?
The gifts of love that I made to gain her favour?
It seems as though there’s nothing left to say
As I find myself day by day scratching around upon the ground,
Seeking the latch to the doorway high beyond my reach.
Whilst some patchwork princess in the recesses of my mind
Awaits me beyond the kissing gate.
I fear that all she will find is me huddled blind
Seeking the light reborn from a bleak descent into darkness.
All there is that’s lost is yours to find as vibrations evoke
Reminiscence of a time so long since passed that memory has lapsed,
Beyond the mists of times blessing,
Beyond the clouds obscuring the memory as ever alluring.
For regret I’ve found there is no cure,
To the strangest girl I’ve ever known
What madness is this that sadness should be the flavour of the hour?
Such strange a love in friendship is ours to hold, to devour,
Warming with every heartbeat until the second we grow cold and fading.
Our souls taken from their form to dance with angels in ascent.
Such horror is it to find both our souls in descent,
Skimming the surface of insanity and every so often submerging ourselves
Beneath the ever sleepless deep.
The unconscious tides of our emotion
Are as the tides and currents of the ocean.
And here we are, trying to keep ourselves from crying
When tears are the only joy we know.
Here we are within the water flowing
With starlit eyes of youth still glowing.
The river is bursting its banks
Who should we thank?
God?
Our Mother Divine?
Father Time?
Me?
You?
The sky of blue?
The river is bursting its banks
Who should we thank?
poem by David Lacey
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Gone Is The Light
Every day I wake in my lonely bed
How I wish that I was dead
No more left to be said
A great burden I carry on my head
All I do is question why
No longer pointing my head to the sky
No more wind is in my sail
Nothing more I can fail
I have lost my only friend
In love I fall never again
It is sad but yet so true
Nothing left for me to do
Into the night I'll fade away
For me there's just no more day
All is left is the night
Gone tomorrow the sun light
Darkness surrounds everywhere
Gray are my skies since she's not here
Turned his back no longer I sleep
For my soul no one will keep
As winter’s chill cometh the dawn
Lost all my senses since she’s gone
The darkness cry’s out my name
Hard I find to live down the shame
No longer can I conceal my sorrow
Why must there be a tomorrow
No more comes a brighter day
It just won’t seem to go away
This is a first for me to be alone
I've never been on my own
Gone are the days of my happiness
All is left is pure sadness
No one left to kiss and caress
No longer do I have someone to impress
The darkness I now embrace
For I have fallen on my face
No more to rise it’s the end
For I’ve lost my best friend
That voice I no longer hear
For she’s no longer here
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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My Mind In Mad Dog Blues Has Flipped
Stale and paling stares surround
The clown upon the sweating ground
His mask slow dripping out of place
A relic of the human race.
All time is lost when time is found
And crawling there without a sound
In wisdom he shall keep his faith
And maybe one day find his face.
The wax has dripped
The surface slipped
My mind in mad dog blues has flipped
And left here gripped
Ripped and stoned
I build my throne of human bone
I cry I sigh and try to fail
I sail the seas I wish to sail.
I am the lord of destiny
As life it lives inside of me
I am of divine nature here
I am as one with love and fear
And hope it breathes inside of me
The pain of love is ecstasy.
I run beneath the burning yoke
Choking on a smokers joke
I laugh I take another toke
And fantasy is mine.
The beast I am of serpent tongue
The gremlin feeding on the young
The love of life and life is mine
Love beyond the realm of time
The hanging gardens await.
There birds of prey sing in softer tones.
poem by David Lacey
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Wooden Ships
Am I forever meant to be
Torn apart by misery
When all around is ecstasy
And my soul, my soul is free.
Fresh from the garden forgotten
Fresh life from a carcass rotten
As maggots feed upon death's shroud
Life begins a new.
I shall follow the eyes of the angel who finds me
For I am lost upon my journey
Wooden ships drift upon the waves of memories retreat
Leaving me here beating my feet and laughing in the faces of those I meet
Who claim that they could never understand
How I live in the shadow of the man I am.
Are we not dressed in the dream of creation
A dream realized by the will to live.
It saddens me at times that I will never know the kiss of desert snow as a memory of my own
Yet it gladdens at times that lost within my mind the secret hard to find is there for all to know.
Dance - chance upon the midnight hour
I turn to dance - Lord Dionysus rise - be in the phoenix in my eyes.
poem by David Lacey
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Art Of Life
Desert Rose
Why do you live alone
If you are sad
I'll make you leave this life
Are you white, blue or bloody red
All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand
The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind cries out feeling pain
I've been roaming to find myself
How long have I been feeling endless hurt
Falling down, rain flows into my heart
In the pain I'm waiting for you
Can't go back
No place to go back to
Life is lost, Flowers fall
If it's all dreams
Now wake me up
If it's all real
Just kill me
I'm making the wall inside my heart
I don't wanna let my emotions get out
It scares me to look at the world
Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
I tried to drown my past in grey
I never wanna feel more pain
Ran away from you without saying any words
What I don't wanna lose is love
Through my eyes
Time goes by like tears
My emotion's losing the color of life
Kill my heart
Release all my pain
I'm shouting out loud
Insanity takes hold over me
Turning away from the wall
Nothing I can see
The scream deep inside
reflecting another person in my heart
He calls me from within
"All existence you see before you
must be wiped out :
Dream, Reality, Memories,
and Yourself"
I begin to lose control of myself
My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know the meaning of hatred
My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
I only want to hold your love
Stab the dolls filled with hate
Wash yourself with their blood
Drive into the raging current of time
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
"the earth"
Shout and start creating confusion
Shed your blood for pleasure
And what ? for love ?
What am I supposed to do ?
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Past and future prison my heart
Time is blind
But I wanna trace my love
on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
Art of life
Insane blade stabbing dreams
Try to break all truth now
But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
Keep on crying
Close my eyes
Time breathes I can hear
All love and sadness
melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my walls
You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
You're painting your heart with your blood
You can't say "No"
Only turning the wheel of time
with a rope around your neck
You build a wall of morality and take a breath
from between the bricks
You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
You're trying to commit suicide
You're satisfied with your prologue
Now you're painting your first chapter black
You are putting the scraps of life together
and trying to make an asylum for yourself
You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
and
You are trying to kill me
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
in my dream
I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
I just wanna let my emotions get out
Nobody can stop
I'm running to freedom
No matter how you try to hold me in your world
Like a doll carried by the flow of time
I sacrificed the present moment for the future
I was in chains of memory half-blinded
Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams
Close my eyes
Rose breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my mind
Dreams can make me mad
I can't leave my dream
I can't stop myself
Don't know what I am
What lies are truth ?
What truths are lies ?
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna to live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
Art of life
An Eternal Bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I'm feeling for
A Rose is breathing love
in my life
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Art Of Life
Desert Rose
Why do you live alone
If you are sad
I'll make you leave this life
Are you white, blue or bloody red
All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand
The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind cries out feeling pain
I've been roaming to find myself
How long have I been feeling endless hurt
Falling down, rain flows into my heart
In the pain I'm waiting for you
Can't go back
No place to go back to
Life is lost, Flowers fall
If it's all dreams
Now wake me up
If it's all real
Just kill me
I'm making the wall inside my heart
I don't wanna let my emotions get out
It scares me to look at the world
Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
I tried to drown my past in grey
I never wanna feel more pain
Ran away from you without saying any words
What I don't wanna lose is love
Through my eyes
Time goes by like tears
My emotion's losing the color of life
Kill my heart
Release all my pain
I'm shouting out loud
Insanity takes hold over me
Turning away from the wall
Nothing I can see
The scream deep inside
reflecting another person in my heart
He calls me from within
"All existence you see before you
must be wiped out :
Dream, Reality, Memories,
and Yourself"
I begin to lose control of myself
My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know the meaning of hatred
My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
I only want to hold your love
Stab the dolls filled with hate
Wash yourself with their blood
Drive into the raging current of time
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
"the earth"
Shout and start creating confusion
Shed your blood for pleasure
And what ? for love ?
What am I supposed to do ?
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Past and future prison my heart
Time is blind
But I wanna trace my love
on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
Art of life
Insane blade stabbing dreams
Try to break all truth now
But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
Keep on crying
Close my eyes
Time breathes I can hear
All love and sadness
melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my walls
You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
You're painting your heart with your blood
You can't say "No"
Only turning the wheel of time
with a rope around your neck
You build a wall of morality and take a breath
from between the bricks
You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
You're trying to commit suicide
You're satisfied with your prologue
Now you're painting your first chapter black
You are putting the scraps of life together
and trying to make an asylum for yourself
You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
and
You are trying to kill me
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
in my dream
I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
I just wanna let my emotions get out
Nobody can stop
I'm running to freedom
No matter how you try to hold me in your world
Like a doll carried by the flow of time
I sacrificed the present moment for the future
I was in chains of memory half-blinded
Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams
Close my eyes
Rose breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my mind
Dreams can make me mad
I can't leave my dream
I can't stop myself
Don't know what I am
What lies are truth ?
What truths are lies ?
I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna to live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
Art of life
An Eternal Bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I'm feeling for
A Rose is breathing love
in my life
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Sorrow
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
Hes haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he cant be precise
Hes chained forever to a world thats departed
Its not enough, its not enough
His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered
One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls
Its not enough its not enough
His hand has faltered
.... .... ......
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be
Theres an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And theres dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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17.46 - A Time Out of Time
17.46
Tornado, windmills rush in their spin,
Whirlwind songs for angels to sing.
I have dropped and fallen and now is the time to rise
I await, besides a half full bottle of ale
Rolling skin after skin together
Mixing my concoctions for the night.
Here, still and calm
I know the storm that gathers upon the horizon and I am ready.
Promising to myself never to be scared when offered the key to the kingdom of shades.
The smell of weekend sweat is embedded into my skin
My hair declares the desire for the kiss of water
Yet I know that tomorrow is the day of my cleansing
Tonight I am red dirt, an un-shirted angel
Flirting with the devil in my heart.
17.59
Strange waves of emotion are moving over my whole,
My soul is shaking and voices unheard are now screaming for attention,
The music flows and I am more and more aware of the base,
The rhythm of the heartbeat moving in time with my own
And the talisman is complete; I am riding with love upon a wave of serenity.
I can no longer feel my face, my body is out of place yet still
Above the echoes and the screams of all that lay unknown within my dimensions
I hear the voice of my heart, keeping my peace and releasing me from the thoughts of blue sinking. For forever I am thinking, taking in the vibrations, the colours, the light that surrounds me, and embracing the darkness that moves below.
I can feel my gaze shift; the material realm is loosing any sense of reality
Yet still I can write and think and look and know a familiar smile when I see you
Hung upon the galleries of my wall.
Strange things have happened this night, yet ever as we are changing
We are deranging from the moment of our birth
Growing towards decay only to start the cycle anew
Yet there are no cynical motives here for the cycle is to be embraced
Just as is the drum beat that entices us into tribal motions
Chanting as we are entrancing ourselves with words beyond the meaning of the day realm.
To a friend today I handed one hundred years of solitude
This I offered as a gift to open his heart to the soul of the world
He is a writer, a poet, a dreamer but he who may shed down upon the earth into material Manifestation all that may dream of.
If you want to know I’ll show you
I’ll show you what it takes to embrace creation beyond a morbid wish for death.
As I handed him solitude in a world far from his own we quested upon the subject of Choice in death, we questioned the subject of life reborn and breathed fresh breath anew Upon this plain, this very plain. If we had the choice to know the afterlife as we would Wish it would we choose to be reborn or to drift in a cloudy cotton candy heavens?
Would some choose to lavish and embrace the fires of hell,
Dressed in leather and abused by feminine devils divine?
Would we choose to dine in Asgard with valkeries moving over our heads,
Calling on the gods that wish to subdue the night?
Would we choose a desert oasis?
Or one kiss of the girl we loved as a memory for eternity?
To die tomorrow and be asked
What now?
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Come ride with me another realm
And take my love straight by the helm
And ride with me come smile with me
Forever lost in fantasy
We can love and love it all
We can rise and we can fall
We are as rocks
We are as sand
We are the land and the land is us
Lost inside of us breathing.
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I have talked to voices old and new
And seen discriminating faces subdued.
My jaw is locked so tightly in a grip that if the winds would change
I would be left with a face that only a mother could love,
My jaws are shaking, ecstasy running through my soul
A kiss for bliss and wish for dreams
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Many hours have been lost to obscurity,
My jaw has relentlessly crawled the ceilings
And I feel ever so strange,
Ever so deranged and more so by the second
But a thousand worlds are one before my eyes
As I twist and turn within my seat.
poem by David Lacey
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Singing To Insects
Singing to insects – dancing circles upon damp earth.
Bare feet – New dawn – Blessed birth.
I remember well the man I was, the boy I used to be.
I remember well all that was as mine a gift to see.
To smell, to sense as to feel. I remember now a time
When love and life felt real. Now my chest grows tighter
A solar phoenix flaring, a solar phoenix sharing.
So many years I have searched, perched upon the crossroads
Now I find my home, at one with flesh and bone.
I rest at one with the whole my own. I love my heart my home.
I am at one with the sadness that darkness our age
I am at one with the page in turning
By the river sleeping – By the river slept
By the river weeping – By the river wept
I am at one with the fire there burning
Open your eyes – reveal the skies enshrouded.
poem by David Lacey
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The Devil Arises As Dionysus
There we are as children running
In the fields of our youth
Un-aware that the clouds of cotton candy innocence
That gather above our forms
Are future storms unwinding
What defense have we against the hounds of smug faced intolerance?
What defense against those that would have us burnt for our beliefs?
A crimson devil dressed in white
Dances for the souls delight
Within the moment now and then
The sword is crippled by the pen.
There is music upon the air here
Rhythms new and intoxicating
The Devil arises as Dionysus to lead the dance,
The horned god from the moist night enveloping
Incites madness within the hearts of our kin,
Fueling towards the notion to rise here we are
Starry eyed children lost within another’s dream.
Her mother is burning, the child’s eyes swell
And higher they raise the temples of hells forgetting.
She is watching, keeping caged the pain now raging,
Her skin is aging eons as the seconds pass
And they are laughing, watching as the child
Floods the memory with a waterfalls cascade of fear.
And buried without grace, remembered with no face
She is left to burn, as they turn, the gathered, and the ignorant
Dirt ridden with guilt, surrounding with smiles the pyre they built.
A Circle of girls entwining is moving in and out of time,
The forest night is silent, even the gods watch with intent.
The rhythm is fresh, new and slow alike a springtime morning,
Virgin flesh is writhing in a frenzy of cyclictic motions,
An ocean of orgy devours inhibition, blood stained satin sheets and satyrs
Are parading monstrous phallics towards the doors of the vaginal mansion.
These girls have never known penetration before but here
Within the motions of the dance they know ecstasy as real,
They feel throbbing hearts pounding, breaking down reality.
Laughter, screams, orgasms fuel the madness of the dance.
Blood flows a river of crimson delight as we dance the night eternal.
Spirits are rising, faint shadows of another world are moving upon our plain.
And I am as one with my shadow myself, delving into a world of secret seductions.
Leaving sanity upon a shelf of indifference and rising towards radiance.
Dance with me, leave sanity behind and ride the wind just for a night.
Banshees shriek beside valkeries riding upon a tempest riot
As we dance, chancing upon the moment to rise.
Changing with the skies as we rise unable to fall,
Calling out to the honor of the dance to forgive us
But no hope is there for foolish lovers of the nightmare
There's something lost here
Swallowed by the shadow of fear
There's something left un-shown
Forever lost unknown
poem by David Lacey
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Alas I know not where to go - Letters from Amsterdam
Alas I know not where to go
Within this realm of shanty town insanities
Canals of ink weave between the fallen leaves
As footsteps upon the pavement beat out of time
With the miming of addict merchants rustling
Within the bustle of a thriving city life.
Blue skies over Amsterdam delude the mind
Of the love soaked mariner
The waves carved a line of froth that existed
Beyond the skylines fading
We boarded upon our Journey
Unknowing as to what we were to accomplish
No ground has been gained through disillusion
Yet these days I lay less confused
Upon the subject of my mindscape
Voices from the streets below echo
Throughout the stairwells of this hostel
This sanctuary of ours within which we
Pass away the time just as we pass away the hours.
Squalid surroundings ground
The child of un-sound reason
Lost within a realm of reflection.
Sow me Love – A love has grown
poem by David Lacey
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Lost in Love.....
Lost in love
with the innocense of your eyes when i first saw you,
Lost in love
with your humble voice that made me crave for it even more,
Lost in love
when being friends we came to know the incompleteness in our lives,
Lost in love
with the nervousness i felt when i first expressed my love and emotions,
Lost in love
with the smell of your hairs that mesmerized me,
Lost in love
with the gulabi lips that took me to a dream world,
Lost in love
with the kissable hands that i always want to hold till eternal love,
Lost in love
with the sensuous touch of yours which made me feel heavenly,
Lost in love
with your heartbeat that made me feel very close to your heart,
Lost in love
with the ticklish tummy of yours that lightened my senses,
Lost in love
with the hug of yours which made me feel complete,
Lost in love
with the kiss of yours that lessened the gap between our souls,
Lost in love
with the pain you took to keep our relation,
Lost in love
when we were departed and alone,
Lost in love
with the undying feeling of yours that kept me awake all night,
Lost in love
when we have found our WAY BACK INTO LOVE.
poem by Villager Gulabo
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The Temple Of Our Crown
Idols of death promise wisdom within the bliss of sleep,
We dream not for we are awake
I stand not for I am shaking
Awaiting grim realities to take on hold of me
Prizing sanity from my grasp
Clasping tight around the boundaries of my asylum love.
Horned spirits of the fabric night are rising
Promising wisdom alongside the kiss of death.
Sleep until the morning breaks
Feel the sun and rise awake.
College girls drive wild the lust of the poet in pain
Be my world, can you trust me, is this a face you can but your faith in?
We are as children bearing candlelight
Forming shadows as we dance
We are as children of the fragrant night
Chancing upon the movement at hand
Chancing upon a lance hope of revolution.
Piercing the skin of virgin flesh
Penetrating with insatiable lust the girls who trust us so.
Promises of false hope are scattered amongst the ruins of the fallen city.
Take no pity on me, I don't need sympathy
I need a friend who can make me happy
Even when I believe that all is misery
I need a friend who can make me smile
I need a friend who can make whole my soul for a while.
The temple of our crown lay in disorder, chaos fueling anarchy
Insane contortions parade upon the streets
Still this orgy of sweating flesh breathes a fresher breath than death.
Still death's bride is the girl I seek.
Will she be found upon her knees in glistening agony?
Will she be found upon her knees begging for mercy?
Welcome to the hive, the city thriving alive and breathing
What pity may be sought from the blackened hearts of industrial devils?
Who knows what goes on behind these walls,
The confusion of life, the love of death?
As Puppet masters purge the last source of life from the man machine
We are as denying the mother earth that bore us, the father sky that saw us grow
Below my tower uniform clowns are performing
Can you feel the storm clouds gathering?
Can you feel the movement within the herd?
Can we be heard above the din?
Can you be free of a concept of sin?
Can you be free within a cage of skin?
The White Queen and her retinue are marching
She the great un-named
She the wild un-tamed
Green lady of the isolated night
The vegetation is her flesh
Her breath the freshest death
She the great un-named
She the wild un-tamed
I invoke you
Ride soft the midnight hour
Adorn yourself in the feathers of empowerment
Rise
Rise the great un-named
Rise, lady of the forest night.
Lady of moonlight Lake.
See them parade
See them dance
Calling on the summer in their step
Calling on the gods to help them forget the
Past re-occurring before their eyes.
They sky is melting
The sky is melting
The tears of our lady white make the eyes of the mad man smile
My friends are lost to sadness
And I am one within them all
Leading the horde we frolic as satyrs
Chasing the nymphs once more from their woodland asylums.
See how they adorn themselves
Hours within the looking glass
See how they adorn themselves
A generation lost to the past,
Lost to a space they call their own.
My space
Your space
Any face
Any race
Who are these people?
Smiling at me through a portal lens
Who are these monsters?
Strange eyes telling tales from other realms?
Are they the ghosts of a reality torn?
They scare me
I’ve been scared from the moment I was born.
My fear inciting paranoia of the parade outside
Masquerading a fading lust for anarchy,
Breathing revolution in the hearts of men
The secret of now and then is rising
And to my surprise I find these eyes are closing
Sick of familiar ghosts posing in all too familiar poses.
Now and then the secret told lay forever young and never old.
And here I remain
Digging a hole to pass the time
Trying to forget my name
And to bury all that once was mine.
How shall we grow to be grown?
How shall we come to know all that can not be known?
Will you show me that which to no other you have shown?
poem by David Lacey
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