Getting Things Done

Getting things done
Priority one
Making sure it's fun

So much more to do
Priority two
Has to wait a few

Setting myself free
Priority three
One doesn't rhyme with free

Cherish and adore a
Priority four a 
Happy life with Norah

Four in one
And one in four
You're the one that I adore

Ok so they can't all be great work.

When It's Over

It is sad.
I see my soon to be ex 
The mother of my children
With whom I've had sex
as a member of a different species 
An alien combatant
What once used to be passion and lust 
are now loathing and distrust

The magnet of attraction
Has been reversed
To repulsion, revulsion

How we ever could have
Once embraced
Has effectively been erased
Conveniently replaced
By how it all was such a waste 

Except for my girls
Produced in love
And the lessons learned
In the push and shove

Not a waste at all
But now The knot
Well travelled...
Unravelled....
Until it is not.....
Anything close .....
To what we thought

The Muse

I have a muse
Someone for whom
I enthuse
With whom I share
Minutest news,
My highest highs,
My bluest blues

She reads my work
And reads me well
From my posture 
she can tell 
If I am heavy or
I am well

I sing my songs
For her alone
I love that girl 
Down to the bone

She lends her ear 
She'll really listen
And when she's near
There's hugs and kissing

I want her now, to hold her tight
To smooth her brow
Make things all right
But she's not here
So I have to write

Tag, You're It.

Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
I know that you have 
Been betrayed, but
I'm the one who 
Will have stayed


"Someone always leaves first"
You say, expecting the worst
But "I'm a lover and a friend
I'll be with  you to the end"
From me you can expect the best,
I know I'll  pass every test.

I know i might have better,
Richer, taller, younger
But you are my sweet, my one hit wonder
And no-one else Can sate this hunger

We fit each other's  main criteria
In the calm, the space
Above the hysteria

You know it's true
It's up to you
No-one else with whom i fit
Better just get used to it
"Tag, Norah, you're it!"

Delusional

I wish you had loved me then
As hard as you hate me now
You've lost control, your man,
Your children, your life.

You sit on your throne
Like a dragon on treasure
Imaginary wealth 
by imaginary measure

Imaginary mother
Delusional wife
Thinking of none other
Narcissistic life

Abandoned forever
Like you never wanted
The fruits of Behaviour 
Now you'll be Haunted


Spinning your wheels 
in ruts of rage
Long past the time 
To turn the page

Shout

I want to shout from the mountain's peak
That I am Alive, that I am free
That I love, and my love loves me

The vista before me is crystal clear
Shadows behind me disappear
The light above me erases fear
And light beside me with her near

Mayan Calendar

When the Mayan
Calendar ended
And you and I
Befriended

The shift in time
As things align
Truly sublime and
All our wounds 
be mended

We're not even Mayan
But I know
There's no use tryin'
To resist 
The hand of fate
Never ever ever 
Say too late

If a calendar can start over
So too can two new
Lovers
We can live anew
Just me...just you