FOR ALL THE SEAS IN CHINA
She showed in her look.
I knew how far, and when.
Coy read glimpse of smile on curled lips.
Touch red me not, for all the seas in China.
Let me alone!
Pass one touch of salty tears.
Pass the salt, and pass us by.
A catch, to be caught in a net.
Unfocussed……….focus on a dream,
And pass us by.
Cheek by jowl, surrender to a dream,
And let me go.
Let us pass into another realm, untouched by humanity.
Into a pass us, catch us holy one.
Catch the unreal thoughts.
The fake feelings based on nothing
Capture one thing in my net.
One light and love.
I’ll give in, surrender to you, soul.
I’ll catch up my heart to yours.
I’ll hold on.
We, hand in glove, palm in sun,
Stroll the lanes together.
Unborn to worlds in deepest heartache,
Measure ourselves for eternity’s pathways.
Gold lights sweep all aches and pains away,
As we share life’s true joys.
Summer suns that light our lives.
And rainbow colours which fill our eyes.
All fears and doubts dissolved.
Clapped hands, one by one, dream to dreams,
Towards our goal.
Michael Gerstein 1995
TO A GOOD FRIEND
You are here; the stars shine brighter.
You are real, for sure; the sky is bluer and lighter.
When you cheer us, the days are more rapturous.
The wonder of you is you are so ordinary.
That’s what makes you so extraordinary.
All the things you do;
The smiles, the care, the friendship, the hugs,
The common sense, the little heart string tugs.
You are down to earth, reliable and loyal.
Warm and friendly through all the turmoil.
You are a miracle to be so wonderful.
How often have I told you.
And you are beauty all the way through.
You are my flagship, my friend, my shining star.
My love, my gratitude are with you, wherever you are.
If this world were filled with people like you,
It would outshine the starry heavens,
And there God would be too.
So, how lucky that I’ve known you for a while.
To my wonderful friend, with love and a smile.
The stars may fill the space of embrace in my heart.
A dazzling Hawaiian sunset may blaze there too.
The heights of Nirvana may radiate like High Art.
But nothing can compare with the wonder of you.
The night sky, shining stars saturate.
Blazing sunsets our spirits elevate.
Confusion wise men can end.
But beauty and wisdom in one; That can only be my very best friend!
YOU SAID IT
(Written after hearing Eva Cassidy’s, ‘Over The Rainbow‘)
I dreamed on faded grey green hills, Under blood red streaked, goodbye skies.
Near tulip petals peach.
Where dreams and Life merged and tip toed together;
Then took off, through blue tinted Master clouds,
Beyond the furtherest, where utmost love
Billowed and bloomed.
At such a time and place, your heart is taken from a millemetre
To a whole, giant Universe
Of pleasure, bathed in joy.
Where every song, every music, every chord,
Every beat, every colour, every purity of longing
Tingles our heart, aching with carnival passion,
To become the thrill, to kill the boredom.
Hope after hope in our tiny, soiled routines
Goes unwashed, unripened.
HEARTS AND HOPES (1)
In the closed hours of uncaring day,
When time’s reverie cloaks the still air,
I built, in my mind, dream castles there,
Then watched them fall and melt away.
While our pure hearts lie a flutter,
And a dreaming in their frame,
Problems come to shatter
Our hopes, in this crazy, earthly game.
As tears from broken hearts begin to dry,
And winds of love breathe out a sigh,
Will the bringer of beauty bound along,
To heal our hearts with a ‘morphine’ song?
And when the shimmering seas of love recede,
Are we left then, high and dry?
Or do our guardian angels take the lead,
And hold us, if we break down and cry?
And do our hearts need to be
Hidden from hurt, needlessly?
For how can we be open
To share love, if we hide our hearts from being broken?
But I know that, like the mirage of an oasis in the sand,
If you leave me, I’d be left, bereft, in some deserted land.
Yes, and like the mirage of a safe bridge, on which I stand,
If you leave, I would collapse into a maelstrom of un-being!
And if the knotted line grows tighter more,
Your hands might catch the only still pure
Seasoned, reckless, heart locking grace
Spilling out from across the moon laced, night space.
‘THE CUTS ARE COMING’
The Cuts are coming, we must all be brave!
Some cuts are here, we’ll be forced to save.
No more can we afford to serve
A starter, or pricey hors - d’oeuvre.
We must cut exotic sauces;
Cook our own meals, but only 2 courses.
My Sponsor is one I trust,
But it’s a bank, and may well go bust!
Our economy reflects the whole bankrupt planet.
So, Cameron, if you need cuts, cut the Congestion Charge; I say “Ban it“!
This government should have our respect.
But, they’re sure to get it wrong, I expect.
When the financial earthquakes do erupt,
Will it be a sinking Titanic, of corrupt bankrupt?
Our language will have to be revised,
And certain words will be downsi……
Cutting remarks will all be cut,
But tut, tut, tut, will stay, but be cut to just tut, tut.
‘Cut to the quick’ will be, ‘cut to the slow‘.
And it’ll be ‘cut and walk‘, not ‘run’
The government want you to know.
‘Cut both ways‘, will be cut to just one.
Cuts to the NHS will be imposed.
In fact all hospitals will be closed
There’ll be cuts in the surgery theatre,
So the rising death rate will be even better.
Cuts to the free prescription pill
Means we can only afford to be half ill.
We can’t afford more prisons,
So to keep the prisoner Status Quo,
There’ll be a simple Quid Pro Quo.
And, for a time, it’s been agreed, there’ll be a cut in crime!
They’ll be cuts to the M. P.’s expenses claim.
The X Factor’s must cut their sob stories
Which they wrongly think leads to fame.
In brief; they’ll be cuts to our nails and hair.
We must save on clothes, and all walk bare.
Or make our clothes in smaller sizes,
Or other savings the government devises.
All journeys will be made shorter.
And to save on road upkeep,
You must learn to walk on water.
The Chancellor will be urging,
“No more splurging on your plastic surgeon“.
According to the government’s cost cutting plan,
Your job won’t be safe, and you’ll only be half a man!