Thursday, November 17, 2011

The Smiling Assassin

Key, Key, stop fucking with me,
Everything you do, I disagree.

Why must you be so cruel?
You don’t need more money to heat your pool.

Take from the poor and give to the rich,
You don’t care if we have to live in a ditch.

The smile doesn’t quite reach the eyes,
The promises continue to turn into lies.

Lie upon lie, day after day,
You don’t think marriage is okay for gays.

But people are stupid; they’re being fooled,
They’ll re-elect you ‘cause they think you’re cool.

Mr Key, I hope you’re ashamed,
Your government’s caused nothing but pain.

Keep smiling and waving, smiling and waving,
That’s the Key to the hell you’re paving.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I walked under a bus, got hit by a train, keep falling in love which is kind of the same

Love is a bus, if you miss it, there will be another arriving in ten minutes.
If your bus is late, it is likely two busses will come at once.
When the bus is in motion, thoughts go round and round like wheels.
The first person you sit next to on the bus may not always be the one you will sit next to for the whole ride.
It is an expensive mistake if you forget to tag off.
Getting on the wrong bus will make you feel lost but you can always get off and change busses.
Sometimes your bus will break down but break downs can always be fixed with a little effort.
Sometimes lots of people have ridden the bus before you but don’t let that stop you from enjoying the ride.
Busses are heavy machinery, getting hit by them really hurts, so caution must be exercised at all times.

George

In many directions the cat stretches
Before lying down on the mat
His fur glistens in the sunlight
Life is easy, making him fat

Then his nose twitches,
What does he smell?
A rat scuttles around the house
But soon it will be quelled.

He gets up slowly,
Crouches and takes aim,
Then when the moment is right
He runs with intent to maim.

But quickly he realises,
In him his owners have over-indulged
The rat runs too fast
For the cat and his belly-bulge.

He feels humiliated and mad
As he stalks back to the house
How could he be outrun and outwitted
By a creature as dumb as a mouse?

His owners sit on the couch
With a blanket over their knees
Up he jumps and wriggles around
‘Til into their blanket he can squeeze.

He feels warm and comforted
As his owners stroke his fur
Who needs stupid rats?
Purr purr purr purr.

The Rainbow

You came into my life like a rainbow,
I was stuck in the middle of a storm but then out came the sun,
And there you were.

You dazzled me with your array of colours,
Colours I’d never seen in nature before,
You were so beautiful I was overwhelmed with emotion.

You stuck around for a while,
As did my smile,
But then you were gone again all too soon.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet all faded to grey,
But I did not mourn that you were gone,
I gave thanks that you lit up my life for as long as you were here.


Wellington

The sun shines over the city I call home,
The blue ocean sparkles around the edges of the land,
Green hills surround her, covered in houses.
No area remains untouched by human hands,
Or unseen by human eyes,
But she is as beautiful now as she ever was,
I see her from afar and my heart sings,
No matter how long I’ve been away,
I am blown back to her,
And she calls to me “welcome home”.


Monday, September 19, 2011

Confusion, always confusion

Thoughts of you swirl in my head,
bringing questions I was certain I had put to bed.
Just when I thought I knew,
the answers were mine but there was you.
You came into my life so fast it made my head spin,
then disappeared just as quick, it should be a sin.
You left in your path a web of confusion in my brain,
I don't know if I can do this to myself again.
Wrong time, wrong place,
once again it'll end in disgrace.
I like you but you're someone I've only just met,
the only way this can end is with regret.
You felt so good in my arms,
warm and comforting, I could come to no harm.
But then again, so did he,
now, once more the decision is up to me.

Friday, August 26, 2011

The Mountain

Life is a mountain
I climb and climb and climb.

I get to the top, conquering all:
All my fears and all my goals
All the steep rises and falls.

I can move no further,
I have taken a long, winding road,
only to look around
and find the reward I was promised,
shrouded in cloud.

I don't see anything, I just see grey
Cold, wet, wispy hands wrap around me,
The freezing wind shoves me backwards and forwards

The view from the top is not all it's cracked up to be.