1 –
days at the yak
timeless days
faint sun shining through
the shaded windows,
shadows in the street outside
shadows inside also,
let my mind
collapse into memories -
prangs of light
into the wooded past
2 –
you aint got to fear
for the ancient city
the shapes and the temples
are bearing up well
through the mists of time
mists of the mind
the pictures stored in expectation
don’t really fit
change before your eyes
into something different
an experience not predicted
mind created pictures
are not to be trusted
coloured as they are
by unchecked emotion
by waves of this and that
and the painful fact
of not getting what you want
ending up instead
with what you can’t put up with
3 –
you look at things
in a particular way,
approach from a path
not necessarily known
to the ordinary man
but you bring the sun with you
illuminating what was
previously not seen
4 –
used ta think
i was the karate kid
but the films i did
never amounted
to anything,
now i’ll be happy
to stumble through
without something
woeful happening
before the end
5 –
let the wind blow
squint your eyes
hunch your shoulders
and bend your body
in the shape of the breeze,
then you will fulfill
emotional callings
with the correct posture
to face with ease
the trials of life
- from London Works
