Out of Bounds

Love – a gift from above

With the sign of a dove

Giving peace and joy

To every girl and boy.

Love – is to be together

Living with one another

Joined in physical unity

For all eternity

Love – is pain and loss

When cultures cross

You can be good friends

But here is all ends.

26^th July 1993, Uxbridge, England.

-Richard

Loneliness IV

I look around

To try and find

A brightness in the gloom

To cheer an endless drudge

Of pain,

Of hurt,

Of loneliness.

Friends seem so far away

So unfaithful,

So preoccupied, ignoring

Not caring.

I need love!!

And yet, looking closer

I can see

A light shining bright

A limp figure on a cross

Loving, suffering

Dying for me!

Someone who is faithful

Someone who does care

And provides everything I need

And yet He is the Creator

THE God

And still loves me.

6^th July 1993, London, England.

-Richard

Ecclesiastes

Can life be so meaningless?

Mundane chores occupying

Every waking hour!

Can life be so desperate?

Struggling to survive

Day after day!

Can life be so hurtful?

Every blow of the hammer

Fastening to coffin shut!

Life can be joyful!

New life can be found

Through another’s sacrifice!

2^nd July 1993, London, England.

-Richard

Food

One week queues

The next queues.

The first for food not there

The second waiting for a table.

The first prices beyond means

The second ample to spare.

One people starving to death

Another eating for entertainment.

15^th May 1993, Leicester Square, London, England.

-Richard

C*****

You’d been hurt so much

And desperately needed a touch

Of love and care.

Someone to stroke your hair

And to say that you are special

That despite the years of hell

You still could be loved.

You started to trust me

Yet you couldn't see

That I couldn't give

All that you needed to live

In a safe, happy, world.

You completely opened up, unfurled

Yourself to be told, by me,  you couldn't be loved.

10^th May 1993, St. Petersburg, Russia.

-Russia

Love III

You gave me love

I gave you pain

You gave me everything

I gave you nothing.

You said you’d die for me

I said “so what”

But, you did!

10^th May 1992, St. Petersburg, Russia

-Richard

Spring Harvest ‘93

Friends, fellowship, love:

God!

Teaching, praise, worship:

Jesus!

Snooker, table tennis, swimming:

God!

Rest, food, conversation:

Jesus!

Singing, dancing, clapping:

God!

Goodbye, home, alone:

Jesus!

Witness, Bible, prayer:

Holy Spirit.

12^th April 1993, Skegness, England.

-Richard

My Prayer

A gift so free

Bought by someone else’s pain.

Open your eyes and see

That how you've lived your life’s been in vain.

Money couldn't bring you joy

As you've crashed in debt.

Tarot, astrology, spirits became a new toy

To Satan’s way you are set

Escaping in Alcoholism

A fix needed before life can be faced.

You’re longing, searching for any form of escapism.

Why can’t you see the only way your pain can be erased?

11^th April, Skegness, England.

-Richard

New Year

Big Ben Strikes another year in

Bright Horizons shine ahead;

Experiences fresh to conquer

Savouring every fresh joy.

From the fervour back to reality

The way ahead seems dark,

Long, hard, lonely.

Where is the bright New Year?

Laughing!  I’m going mad!

What’s so wrong with wanting

Peace, happiness, love, success?

Why the hell not?

 6^th January 1993, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard

Love II

A beautiful concept!

A dream, pure fantasy!

Love – what an invention

Can’t exist in reality!

I must be in Hell!!

3^rd December 1992, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard

Failure or Jealously

Moving in from all directions

No way out

Nowhere to turn

Trapped by success.

Jealousy –

Waiting for a chance,

Back-stabbing, hurting

Those in the way objects

To be destroyed,

Broken – spat out.

A mistake.

Oh Shit! Done for!!

Ha Ha Ha Ha!!

  

   

3^rd December 1992, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard

Beauty and the Beast

An eyesore

Hideous to the point

Of Agony

Fearsome, cruel,

Heartless.

Warm, caring

Compassion to the point

Of hurting

Gentle, kind,

Loving.

Same person

Been judged to the point

Of despair

Happiness

Or Both?

16^th October 1992, London, England.

-Richard

Snowdon

The train pulls a carriage

Up the steep incline

Steam billowing

Engine working hard for no wage.

Hikers struggle with the climb

Higher and higher

Clambering on

Mist rolling in losing all time.

The aim of both the same

To achieve the goal,

Reach the summit.

Some conquered, others didn’t try.

11^th August 1992, Mount Snowdon, Wales.

-Richard

The Visit

Everything must stop:

Reality phased to fiction

To impress

To fool,

To convince –

To grovel!!

He’s only the chairman

Power to sack,

Promote.

Only a man

One day dead

An equal to all!

24^th July 1992, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard

Fear

As night draws near

A rising fear

Encroaches all of her

Emotion.  As year after year

The torture and pain

And hurt remain

Gnawing deeper into a soul

A great black hole

Causing a nightmare, a vision

With an uncanny precision

To linger on refusing to go.

She screams:  “Daddy NO!!”

23^rd April 1992, Skegness, England.

-Richard

Discovery

Metaphors

History

Visions! Lies!

Truth is found,

Relative –

Possibly!!

Are you sure

I exist?

You exist?

Anything

Exists? What

Energy

Power, life –

Physical

Domain – earth

Creation?

Evolut-

Ion? Big Bang?

Truth is God

Truth is true

God is God

I AM Me

I am good

God loves me!!

19^th April 1992, Skegness, England.

-Richard

Mirror

Looking into a mirror

What do I see?

An exterior, yes,

That I look at and think

“What a man”

“What a state”

How can someone like that be called

A human being?

Looking into the mirror

Of actions too

Standards proclaimed

Actions portrayed

Are not a true reflection

Of inward feeling

Of inward belief.

Hypocrisy rules.

17^th March 1992, West Ealing, London, England.

-Richard

“I Have a Dream”

How often we find

When painting pictures in our mind

The images idealize

Giving the reality the surprise

By creating a paradise

With so much extra spice

That it, itself can’t

(And quite often daren’t)

Compare.   However, my dream

Does (for once) seem

To be approaching a truth

That despite being from youth

The vision is clear,

Comparable to life, that, without fear

I can surely say:-

My dream is, the, U S of A.

19^th February 1992, Edna, Texas, USA

-Richard

V-Day ‘92

So here it is again

The day for lovers fair

To say my love for you it does remain

In a beauty e’er so rare.

The joy you give

To all my thoughts and days

Means without you I’d live

All my hours in a tearful haze.

February 1992, West Ealing, London, England.

-Richard

“I Don’t know”

I don’t know –

Eyes are tired so

Could I be dreaming?

My head feels like screaming

As round in a whirl

Ideas and thoughts twirl

Bringing doubts and pain –

Am I insane?

January 1992, North Acton, London, England.

-Richard

The Deceiver

Proud to be

(Although not to see

The error of the ways

That will at the end of the days

Show how wrong

Is a song

Sung by the devil

However civil

It may appear,

That the cost is dear.)

Joined to the sect

That leaves life wrecked.

30^th November 1991, Hanwell, London, England.

-Richard

Loneliness III

 The life he lived, or tried to live

Appeared to everyone outside

A spectacular combination

Of adulation, wealth and fame.

He exuded that sparkle

That one attributes to a

Person to who performing on a

Stage come naturally.

Acclaim, talent, success, life

The world put under his feet

“Prince of the Universe” he sang

Strutting around, crown on his head.

“The Show Must Go On” he cried

As ravages of drugs, drink and sex

Combined with a deep loneliness started

Destroying all he created.

Even a monarch must have love,

Must have an inward life to

Sustain all the vast excesses brought upon

Superstars in this world of ours.

Superstars have always been

Idolized seeking their fame

All except one.  The greatest of all.

He was mocked, spat upon and killed!

This one, however, is the

Only “star” to leave a mark

Forever on the earth.  Leaving

A legacy of life not death!

  

30^th November 1991, Hanwell, London, England.

-Richard