At times when you are in hurting Every month some time at least I will lay my hands upon thee To relieve you from the pain My hands are there to heal you To ease you in your pain To help you over come The time of suffering When my hands are far from reaching At times, we are apart My words will always be there To speak right to your heart

My heart bounces Inside me Up and Down In and out Left to right Spins around The case is closed Almost Packed and ready To go Up in the air Like the birds But faster To you I will run to you With bags in hand As me The one For thee

I want to look So deep inside Your lovely eyes That shines of life Two brilliant stars In autumn light They never bore Nor make me fright When you are asleep Those little gems Are hid within Concealed in dreams I will remain Till time is ripe To see those eyes Look back at me

I do confess I sometimes wonder Of pigs and sheep of new beginnings I am but one, a sole survivor, at least I hope my path is longer Getting stronger as days get longer a lighter mind a subtle change Nothing seen but less of sorrow fills my days until the morrow If you asked I wouldn’t know limited my skills are few No coming back no going forward the nights are cold the mornings hollow The doors are closed the windows open Cold chills down my back my head is hurting The knees are aching from

Be be be, be my queen bee I’ll be whatever you want me to be, be your bee, forever be your bee Be your jelly in your cell, feed on me, your bee Don’t be silly, tie me down and let me be your jelly, be free, just be my queen bee Be be be, be my queen bee My queen bee B

Is there a back, a going back Reversing down a block, down a street, up the hill, til I feel – lost Turning right this time, a change, driving down, closing my eyes, I’m disguised If not, why not, WHY NOT? Turning back, turning right, turning left was wrong in so many ways Wet as water, dry as wind As shameful as it may be Acknowledging that we are weak Releases strength, no longer a freak Standing still, no decisions, causing pain and more resistance Speaketh not of unknown things Pain. Do you

Night oh night The stars are bright the moon’s alight but not in sight Fright, no, not tonight Battered and bruised Where?, they say, we don’t see a scratch Where have I been You haven’t been seen Since autumn rain when the leaves faded away I cannot see I hear no sound Of traffic passing underground A tunnel long, no light in sight Unstrap me now Be gone my fright Wake me up already At last it’s night No fright Tonight

Am I wrong, or seeing mirrors? Are you wide awake or running on auto-pilot? Do you enjoy them? Those in line, me among them, in a queue so long. No end in sight, all ages and all colours. From niece to nanny, screaming children and moaning mothers. They’re all the same, grieved and sorrow, all so troubled like no tomorrow. Awaits your blessing and awaiting their salvation. Hope you carry, hope is the message of today. I do my hardest to make you laugh. My mind is clear you deserve it all. Day i

I I gamble I gamble and play, and fail I play with no regard, no regret, no remorse – yet fail I eat I eat meat I eat turkey, Christmas turkey, warm turkey, sliced thin – white I know I know best I know it all I hear I hear and share, share your anxiety lady hawk I listen I listen to what you say I care less, care not I go I go cold I go cold turkey Why oh why cold turkey – will it ever stop

Slippry hands on oily ropes Shackles undone, not by choice With no grip No safety net I am falling Free falling Spiralling upwards Gravity no longer affecting me Falling Not jumping off Holding on Perhaps too long I am falling Where is your hand I am falling And no safety net

Would you worry if I switched my phone to mute Left you wondering how I was If I managed and if I coped with it Would you worry if I forgot the day of week, the week, the month, the year Left you wondering where I was If I struggled up the hill or not Would you worry I left them all behind Shut the door and turned off the light If I carried on or not

I am marked Scorched by a burning cross Turned and never returning Shackled in fires ever burning Global Warming - the scarecrow lies

Still I am, so still, so quiet So unknowing, rarely showing - my wicked sides So different, you won’t get me by mere sight - sniff me out or take a bite Be you a doctor of Body, of Mind or Soul Try to understand you fool, you believer in black and white  It wont get you any closer to the truth Good luck to you I will prevail in the everlasting shades of gray

I used to travel the world, sitting in my grandfather’s lap. He had an old Texaco map, and I an imaginary friend. The world was very flat back then, his fingers cold, so stiff so hard. Turning pages, going off somewhere new, with Amelia by my side. The travelling did eventually stop, old age and poor health got the better of him. I lost my way the day that he passed. Will she ever come back to finish her task? To guide the lost boy back on his path.

Sometimes you run out of words silence takes over silent until your breath and heartbeat becomes the voice wispering you need no words you need no words you need no words and then and only then you are at peace Translation of the Swedish Poem Det Behovs Inga Ord

Cuando me abres los ojos me reconozco; cuando me miras cierro los ojos. Me gusta oir mi voz forjando palabras que salpican dulzura mientras corren en el teclado. **** When you open my eyes I recognize myself; when you gaze at me I close my eyes. I like to hear my voice forging sweet words while running together on the keyboard.

I stabilize my pain and share it, confronting death; love and affection appear, in G-d 's arms we expand. **** Regulo mi dolor y lo comparto, confrontando la muerte; aparece el amor y los afectos, en los brazos de D-ios nos expandimos. add french translation

The moon gathers the foam of the nocturnal waves where the weeping dwells and the laughter dies; the star quivers in my hands and I open my mouth to pervade her aura and ingest it. ****** Recoge la luna la espuma de las olas nocturnas donde habita el llanto y muere la risa; la estrella tiembla en mis manos y abro la boca para impregnarme de su aura e ingerirla.