MOODY

How is it, that being happy is not yoU
All of the time, you need cheering uP
Perhaps, if I were to worry a little lesS
Potentially I might even see that smilE
Yet you enjoy showing you are upseT

AROUND THE GLOBE

We greet the sun at different times
As our planet turns into the light
And to the new moon, demurred
As I’m waiting for the alarm to ring
A new dawning can bring us hope
When I’m asleep, others are awake
It is time zones for goodness’ sake
But at the poles it’s a slippery slope
Yet communication is everything
As word can be more than a word
Verses translated, for a new insight
As from nature, inspiration climbs

So what if you can’t reach any conclusions
choices unsure
direction lost
nothing resolved
peace of mind unattained

Reject self-centered ugly emotion
leave behind wasted energy
opportunities untaken
mistakes fear frozen tracks
self-inflicted pain

As Satch said, never look back
take a stand
be a part of something
maybe catch a little magic in the wink of an eye
a warm sweet smile

i do adore your brown eyes. they exude a comforting warmth when I gaze right into them. your every movement is effortless, as though simplicity is your essence. you bring back such a beautiful fragrance. with you, there's no need for pretense; our love remains unspoken, but never gone. your golden locks cascade gracefully to your shoulders, an angelic aura that surrounds you. this lustful love could never fade, believe me, it has tried. your imprint on my heart is indelible, and you are forever mine. please, my beautiful, never leave my side.

HARVEST FEAST

A table loaded with succulent choices
Roast meat and pies, November fayre
A generous feast, and is fit for a King
But it’s our kind of people here instead
There are millions without daily bread
Such misery that starvation can bring
There’s little sensitivity to such despair
As from afar I still hear hungry voices

At my worst, I am my biggest enemy.
Crippled by old wounds, misguided daggers spewing from my mouth.
Their only desire is to cut through the tranquility of my surroundings, ensuring the sudden jolt of a slammed door and a heated dispute.
If I tape my mouth will these thoughtless ramblings be silenced?
What does it take for me to see past the core ramblings of my words into the hurt that it hurls at others, plastering a look of disappointment across their faces?
My ramblings are a reflection of what I protect myself from.

KEEPING WATCH

A spinning cogwheel has but little choice
Except to turn, few hearing its tiny voice
Of a complex mechanism, just a tiny part
Yet continuing functionality is at its heart
And in pristine condition, free from grime
A lifetime of duty, to keep accurate time

The round face is what the world will see
Behind the scenes, all driven by a battery
A finite life once the marriage has begun
But also cousins who depend on the sun
There are still ancestors of an older kind
With spring mechanisms one has to wind

We’ve seen this picture too many times before
same old game we know the score
pathological hatred fed by fear and propaganda
in service of a remorseless barbaric agenda

Deranged justification for a so-called holy war
depravity rage brutality and gore
cruelty and sickness for all to see
hellbent on killing all Jews from the river to the sea

(Chorus)
I know it's been awhile since we spoke
but here lately i've been thinking alot about you
and how we used to be so close i don't know what it is but my heart can't seem to forget you
I think about the times we shared and everything that we went through back then
we had our ups and downs but somehow we always manged to pull through
I miss those late-night conversations that we always had
your words still ringing in my head
No other guy seems to understand me the way you did

It's half past six and I'm starving;
The money's on the side;
I don't want quiche or salad -
I fancy something fried.
Dad will go and get it;
It's tasty, salty, hot:
We don't have to cook it;
You can buy it from the shop.

Good old Dad's back home,
The vinegar smells just great:
We tear open the steaming parcel
And spread the contents on a plate.
Forget your Indian takeaways
Or Chinese with fancy dips;
On Fridays only this will do:
Yummy Fish 'n Chips.