Mothers of Whores

Born unto broken shores makes us all the mother of whores,
Lay her down on backs of broken butterflies,
Taste the tears from her lips,
With streets of silk under sky's of scorn we fuck our forlorn,
Dragons chased across lifetimes of waist,
It is only our power that keeps this hour.

Qutar Street Corner

Fail

If I have not failed,
I have not tried hard enough.

Jamaican

Go

The Electric Lady

The electric lady licks her lips shakes her hips and strums crying out,
“Grinding grey men flaying guitar Leyden maidens on altars of anguish”,
She flings her fingers deep eyes reaching for the moon witch echoes in the womb to beats of whom,
Caressing carelessness she eats rainbows of fire in a breaths desire,
Taught toes imbedded in skies as she felt its demise before she sore the sun rise as heaven had shaken her very eyes,
As she screams a thousand virgins bleed under the sky of thy and the devil is set to cry of raptures of velvet blood with hands held high we reach for the unattainable love of thy,
Glistening thunder rips patterns in paradoxes as illusions of values in virtues crashes through the walls of her very being,
Her engorged body engulfed in kisses ripples as the electric lady rips.

Bali

War for the dying

A thousand dark thoughts crashed on the shores of hope,
Angel’s wings carry my soul to the loading ground,
I bark at the light as I caress the souls of the dammed,
Salvation ripped from the arms of children,
Once more the screams of doves fills the air with blood,
Darkness rains as if light had never breeched,
Floods of dying block the path to redemption,
Golden hands unable to clear timely air,
Once more unto.

Berry Head, Brixham

The Bee

The Singing Gravel

Tom’s torment as gravel sings,
Light bulbs of darkness hide hats of Harlem,
Face of ferocity hidden in shadows of thought,
Orchestrating Emus under umbrellas of balloons,
Mr Nick sung of Gods absents on stilts of steel,
Gods away Gods away Gods away,
Jaws that eat floors succumb to silence as Tom Waits.

A Snipit of Thailand

Answer

When your days end,
When you lay your life at your feet,
It is only you who can take responsibility,
You can not claim “ I was made to” or “I was ordered to”,
You walked the path you made.

Family in Negril, Jamaica

Default to Life

Modern day predators parade pointlessness,
Celebrities and phones only hold holes,
Isolated by iPods we succumb,
The preachers of our time sing of superiority,
The strangers of our times are ourselves,
Nine of the five is not the answer it's the fault,
Smiles of infinite possibilities suppressed by repayments,
Thoughts of mine sold in markets of manipulation,
Sail the ship of your life on your seas,
Default to life.

Poros, Greece

The Circle

Born to immortality befriended by death loved by thy maker,
Souls divided ready to walk a thousand life times,
Paths entered journeys told footsteps lain alighting times irrelevance,

The Great Departed

Homer

Summers of Peta