An Aristotelian Smile

An Aristotelian Smile

Music is the sound of logic

That’s why you feel magic

Exciting or soothing, exquisitely lifting

You surf in emotion’s ocean

Mathematics is the language of intelligence

Explains how to exist in confidence

No doubts or maybes in its stride

Determines and arrives with pride

To play an instrument is like writing

Expresses your mind unbound

Writing is composing thru’ reason

It must jive together or its treason

Build your aesthetics castle

Liberate your soul to rustle

Display your identity in individualism

Sing loud without inhibition in realism

High On Cheeks

High On Cheeks

Into the world of irrational intentions

Date unimportant, only machinations

A revolving world with traditions

Witness the dragging of perditions

Is reality truth of panspermia?

Undermining and destroying religion mania

The unexplained admitted or dismissed

Beauty usurping or triggering accusations of bewitched

Dare to challenge hierarchy

Power is invested in a controlling clergy

Religious, mystical or secular

To shift, to change, isn’t in their vernacular

Rebellion’s always related to skin

Show it or ink it and, you’ve changed your kin

Insecurity’s the curse where the rational is denied

They’ll be angry for desiring your hide

Chocolate Cherries

Chocolate Cherries

I look back and remember, it seems like yesterday

I was twenty and the world was for play

I was a soldier, sailor, airman or any one yesterday

I was of those for whom those bells were ready to play

You never notice when moving from young to middle age

I think we’re born at an age that forever’s ours

Even at ninety, we’d still be at that stage

You don’t notice when becoming old – see the bright eyes of those to behold

To be human isn’t easy

We’re the only species aware of mortality

To be young the time moves irrelevantly

We’re the ones that significantly notice time moves irrevocably

What’s the most important thing to be?

I was taught as The Bard intoned to be

True to you and seek happiness constantly

True happiness, the attainment of your values, chocolate cherries

Clash Panic

Clash Panic

The tears of the reasoned mind

Looks at those in believing bind

Do they sing and smile in happiness inwardly?

Do they clap and celebrate in faith genuinely?

Mysteries of existence, the beginning called Genesis

Regardless whether in Eden or evolution’s abyss

Curiosity and doubt is humanity’s distress

Sometimes failure and at others success

We feel and think until in confusion sink

Then sadness as we witness reality’s stink

Scrambling for bedrock upon reason or faith

Momentarily we begin to reaffirm and feel safe

Without answers that calm, the panic

Humanity reaching for substances, into the manic

There’s no affirmation so it must be delusion

A constant question about consciousness’s eternal whereabouts

Gifts That Sing

Gifts That Sing

Given to Euphoria are secrets from Victoria

Kissing ass then becomes something not to pass

Bosom buddies the difference between sagging and lifting

Hugging and slithering the amorous result of gifting

The aim’s to search for one that switches you on

A fire lit is desire’s inevitable gift of fun

Flowers also sent can always be from anon

But Curiosity is Euphoria’s kitty and she purrs for the pretty

When electricity’s triggered you’ll be discovered eventually

Secrets will be out and happiness all about

Blush will be the color of cheeks flushed

So accentuate the taste with Doved strawberry red

Raise the level with champagne and it’ll make you Charlemagne

Highway of romance thru’ the week until year end

Time when emotions and actions are in a sublime blend

Then comes the New Year and kissing light of sunset

Juju Bean

Juju Bean

The lost are those who’ve slipped betwixt

Souls of innocence that see love to be purist

Mistakes made transformed into self whipping sticks

The children of St Jude

The pained hearts cry within

No tears are ever seen

They yearn for the virtuous world

Seeking love’s perfection is looking for Quixote’s protection

They never see the futility, caused by reality’s infidelity

Confusion that virtue isn’t a universal in situ

So they see the flaws and suffer

What if the chance had been taken to jump?

The chuckling demons that procrastination divines

Constantly heard and felt is the torment whine

The only escape they know is in love’s search

The torture of the question that swirls, “will I ever find true love?”

In Freedom

In Freedom

Once more the Earth heads towards around the Sun

Again, Western Nations understand how it all begun

The rise of individual Liberty thru’ America’s Judeo-Christian legacy

But the philosophical father is Aristotle, the creator of Constitution governance you see

Decry religion, that dictator of derision

Reject metaphysics that defies logic

For Mankind has an individual right to life

Government’s only proper function to protect and defend that right

Once again America stands as the beacon of Liberty’s light

In freedom many Nations stand because of this righteous might

Sometimes political darkness covers and make it seem like a permanent night

But then comes the dawn and it’s quickly alright

Listen to America roar and the Nations take fright

They’re scared of their enemies within and without

They forget the cavalry still rides, but on magnificent machines

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to America’s defenders

Death Thru’ Virtue

Death Thru’ Virtue

And then the suicide notes which aren’t remote

Young lives destroyed because they were different and elite

Unimaginable resentment from the gutter cyber street

Search for and eliminate this evil that happiness meets

Society’s a dangerous entity that has to be discreet

For it exists amorphously as a necessary treat

Never for its own sake, as that’s defeat

A constant fight to protect the individual’s might

For once, might’s right and shines forth light

But vulnerable because innocence is its weakness

Thus the virtuous are targets

The cowardly bully’s to those magnets

Destruction is within when realization begins

The beauty of giving their best is shattered

Minds that cannot fathom such a world

They end it and once more humanity is base wreckage

Attainment

Attainment

Passage of time can be so very sublime

The future’s now, every second of time

Happiness, regardless, the most important not to miss

The alternative is sadness and isn’t bliss

We all have our views on this

Different stages in life but identical emotions

Actions leading to rationalizing moral sanctions

For happiness is a personal constant quest

Nothing more important whatever the risk

And consequence the acceptance whip

Where’ll this courage take you, directing your life?

Towards happiness even if a quixotic sharp knife

There’re always wounds and the brave endure

The cowards’ skin is easily seen, unscarred and pure

Wreckage and the whole will be seen from your pedestal

No guarantee but no regret is your greatest victory

Essence

Essence

Minds meet and rise above time

Minds embrace and there’s virtue of the sublime

Is this not the sanctity of reality?

For reality’s the outcome of abstract mentality

Savior of humanity’s the mind of vitality

Not weighed down by anger or regret

Energized by an intangible rational innocent mindset

Closest we get to witnessing Genesis reset

This is the individual in Liberty rising

For freedom is the energy providing

Passion the fuel that’s overriding

Happiness the summit over everything

On reflection its freedom that’s the most vulnerable

Choice the power from that receivable

To protect from the anti-intellectual brute, the most difficult

Because it generates fear and loathing in the uncouth

A Sneeze

A Sneeze

Love, sport, art and coffee is a life content cherry

Living life the way you want in London or Londonderry

No thrashing by hang-ups but being your own band and merry

Broken hearts, exercising you, expressing and espresso too

The scars, marks and kisses of life

Regret is conforming to dictates, bringing strife

Looking back and wishing you’d done your best

Mistakes or successes they’re contextual you in your quest

Monday morning quarter backing is such a useless view

Just as viewing others as better than you

Unique souls that learn to discern the world anew

No recriminations and striving towards virtue

For if we don’t have integrity, we’ve no gravity

Looking in the mirror will be the face of immorality

One day to look back and not feel like seated in the ashes and sackcloth aisle

Call out your name and I hope it brings you a never ending smile

Mother’s Decree

Mother’s Decree

To learn is to yearn and have some regret

For the realization’s we make our own net

Caught in the make believe world of can’t

Time is a factor that doesn’t relent

Minds in society are inhibited generally

Religion and tradition are holds invisibly

To think for oneself and declare happiness is mine

To reject the tribal, the sacrificial that you belong to society, is divine

What if you didn’t know about those rules?

Created by souls who’d become feeble fools

Happiness can never be a guarantee

But satisfaction indeed, because you decided how you wanted to be

Then to step above the age referee

To do what you want to be happy

The future’s now and sitting around’s for a dairy cow

Always be young of mind whether carpenter or hausfrau

Aristotle’s Tears – Plato’s Cheers

Aristotle’s Tears – Plato’s Cheers

Political is the fifth hammer of the philosophical table

One step before the aesthetical rabble

Yet it’s the reality of life, so gives happiness or strife

The disliked step-child of Queen Dido, the abandoned wife

So shunned is this, it’s a suicidal bent

Rather seek comfort and ease where there’s no need to think

But you fool yourself for the daggers are always out

After shredding your back you pay with blood, the callous political lout

They cry into painting pictures and telling stories

Find self-pity in victimhood and sacrificial glories

But worst of all believe that change is a futile reach

Fear is the self-held weapon that makes the political wretch

Is this chance or your double helix genetics?

Where’s education or mind defeated and, substance does its’ tricks?

The fight for logic to win over the collective mind

To defeat the fear to take that unknown step again to raise all humankind

Frailty

Frailty

I see thru’ themes, sometimes like dreams

When treading thru’ the streets I hear screams

The sound is mine inside my head

Outside of the witnessed normality that I’ve dread

The scene is mortality that wishes everyone dead

One day the reality regardless of homestead

Yet we fight and strive never to concede

The human mission to breed and pretend that we succeed

Hear the crying, praying and pleading

For that soulful blessing at the end of the reading

In between the breaths taken reality strikes

Sounds of beatings, whippings and gunshots at night

Darkness always hides the jagged edges

Imagination is humanity’s night protecting from the light

So we can smile and see the new day as Genesis

Then turning the corner witness the disappearing car of the coroner

And Now Anathema

And Now Anathema

When regret raises its head, it’s like a screw destroying its thread

Colors elicit reminders that torment inside your mind

A smile remembered has torture in its shine

A look that warmed is now shattering and not divine

Broken mornings where the sunshine’s harsh

Life feels laden down in a marsh

Love’s destructive ability, its secret capability

Is it a gravity pull so it’s only physical?

Disjointed abstracts are emotion’s suicide pact

Lingering feelings adsorbed to chemicals

Surrealism inflicting onto reality

Do I want you to hate or love me?

Either emotion raising indecisiveness

Time for reason’s loneliness

You’re gone and this weakness is an abscess

Time to live at this disjointed address

Angel’s Treachery

Angel’s Treachery

The doldrums roll in from hiding, for they never leave

Melancholy chromosomes that cleave

Then the nihilists start from their psyche den

You count to ten pretending it’ll end with Zen

Alas it’s not fleeting and for too many towards their ending

There’s no solace and no mending

So desperation smiles with chains of vile

A mirage of soothing nectars as warm as the Nile

Civil war between mind and emotion

Incitement agent, the chemicals that constitute your ocean

Raising the anger of loneliness in your mind

This game within, slides along lunacy’s treacherous bind

So which one charges thru’ your veins?

Is the weapon of premature death calling your name?

Sunshine behind the clouds screams to you loud

Is purist evil not that which deliberately hides life to be found?

Hanukah - Rededication

Hanukah - Rededication

The lighted candles burning bright white

To remember when the Temple had oil for only one night

It took eight days to press the olives right

Judah and his Maccebees won that vital fight

Came, the Hellenic hordes to defile the Jerusalem Temple

Brave Hebrews determined to never surrender

They won on faith and courage with blood

The story of a People that have outlived their enemies well understood

Rededicated the Temple on the Mount

Descendants of Gideon, Joshua, Saul and David

Now Israel stands once more with its capital Jerusalem of Gold

Forever to remember but never to lose or surrender

Sweet treats, gifts and happiness

Never to forget the sadness, loss and loneliness

For without the Land known as Eretz Israel

We could celebrate but to no avail

And When

And When

You never know when you’re going to write

It strikes like a mosquito bite at nite

You can’t even fight

It’s a force like exploding dynamite

When you want to play, it’s like nite following day, inevitable

The attraction’s chemical, you’re swirling as in a love triangle

Is it a drug or love, the question’s rhetorical

The desire’s musical and magical

When you must sing it’s because the angels are tickling you with their wings

It’s joyous laughter and to reach their levels you’ll feel surprise that zings

So on you go and the melody flows

It’s like feeling good in new clothes

When you combine all three, its creation’s dawn

How happy and special it’s that first morn’

Wondrous is human sublimity, the essence of rationality

For it’s the raising of the good, ironically called heavenly

Descent into Primitive

Descent into Primitive

Nuclear winter’s mankind out of kilter

Gone the rational filter

Came that day all the gods and aliens wept

For humanity lost its rationality and swept

Away went people, devoured by the heat

Vaporized anything with a heart beat

No shock or surprise, only reality without disguise

For so long the pretense that the brink wouldn’t be tried

Came the cloud then the clouds of dust asunder

Falling rain but no sound of thunder

A strange sight to see for those thinking they’re free

But night came even tho’ ‘twas afternoon at three

Confusion after the fusion and cold and hunger

They looked at each other to cannibalize the younger

Nothing on this earth except the primitive once again

Mankind never really learns how to count to ten

Inkling

Inkling

Oh the ideal summer, the insane may say perfect

Everything in its order and the sunshine in your pocket

Yet a heart is lonely until love shines

You feel a presence and look around at the girl who smiles

This always raises a laugh

To see clear eyes and a beautiful smile and have mirth

Even if a bee stings at that moment

It’s pain that’s irrelevant because time stands still

Life’s supposed to be about beauty and love

Suffering, loneliness and sadness are without merit

So take her outstretched hand and let her lead you to her land

Soft, warm and loving’s the sound of her merry band

Feeling the way a cat does when he get’s the cream

Your motor purring and you sing in love’s dream

Never mind eloquence or the awkward dance

She’s chosen you to be her reason that season

As the Stones

As the Stones (Of Jerusalem)

In the mind temper resides

The stones remain silent but chipped on their sides

Emotion fulfills what the mind decides

The stones remain silent regardless of who dies

Belief’s a curse that acts like a wet nurse

It’ll comfort and agree over what you cry hurts

It’s no feelings but vows to send you reeling

It remains emotionless when you’re dying bleeding

Ideology’s an innocent outcome

It obliges whether you’re insane or wholesome

Realities intrude when a clash ensues

As the stones look on and accept the bullet flies

Where to draw the line’s between fear and surrender

To do what’s right’s where Liberty’s the agenda

See the condemnation of right by those frightened in the world

The evil that would’s always enraged when David stands against Goliath

Anti Is Pretty

Anti Is Pretty

I view you with utter contempt

Morose faces evolved from eons of suffering

How much did you deserve that evil offering?

Even divinity turned her back on your whining

I hate your religion, their paganism, the beginning of it all

From it has come bloody destruction that’ll probably end it all

For look at the evil divisions

Preferring pretense to reason

Is humanity really intelligent for the evidence is indigent

Why do we need the idea of supernatural?

All we have is everything tangible

Yet we demean ourselves thru’ the irrational

The power in our hands to do what alleviates

Instead we insist on insanity that permeates

Sublime human nature destroyed by forceful greed

Power of the collective and the dictator, to take all we need

Antics Studio

Antics Studio

Singing in the shower

That’s why it takes an hour

Who do you think you are?

In your mind flying like a star

Acoustics as the water falls

Resonation is simply superb

Creating your own reverb

Sinatra is what you’ve heard

Turn up the temperature

Before you need to leave this theater

Seeing movement outside the shower door

Maybe it’s the ghosts of yore

Oh what a performance, they must adore

Reaching crescendo and finally ending the score

Water’s end, but still the audience attends

Look down and see, it’s your beautiful little curious kitty

Ode to Metro

Ode to Metro

My constant companion in time

Relentless beat exercising fingers and mind

Sorts out quirks that creep and lurk

Without emotion also science at its best in motion

Metronome knows her place in the sun

This Lady has class, speed and style

She loves to train you if you’ll let her sing

You’ll feel her kisses when you’re all alone in the lit zone of bling

Metro’s been around since King David strummed his first

He knew King Saul would only want the best

He realized the importance of it all

When Saul heard the wrong note and sent a spear past David’s left ear

Since then it’s been every band’s nightmare and dream

For practice can be a dread, but Metro will bind you tight like cream

Smooth music will play out and the listeners will scream

Never again will Metro be attacked and demeaned

Clutching At Air

Clutching At Air

Sadness makes me dwell in the Land of Helplessness

For I hear cries of need and loneliness

And I’m powerless

Neither prayer nor goodness makes any difference

To understand the world free of uncertainty

There’s a division by two that contradicts certainly

Either by faith or reason regardless of villainy

For each by the other’s viewed as tyranny

To synergize these two is an exercise in dishonesty

But it was done and undermined them both effectively

So the doldrums buffet me in this mood of melancholy

Do I scream in terror when it seems there’s nothing out there?

A floor that can’t be seen is the demon of nihilism beckoning

Selection of suffering or ending is the offerings

Courage in one, weakness in the other

No bedrock is an evil and death no solution either

Contrast

Contrast

Tell her to pray when she’s starving

Tell her to pray when her baby’s hungry and dying

Suspend reality when the gun’s at her head

Declare she’s resting in peace when she’s dead

Declare creation and deny evolution

Soothe your incredulity and recommend intelligent design

Pretend that virology is a seasonal gremlin

Imprison reason and look at life thru’ a pretty prism

Faith clashing with reality

Makes for an uncomfortable physicality

You’ve a mind that shouts doubt

Do you cast salt over your shoulder and knock on wood?

Superstition’s in between reason and faith

Calms nerves whilst pretense is its worth

A world of contrasts

Minds still wanting when it comes to Aristotle’s mirth

Antecedent

Antecedent

When the angels turn angry, be terrified where you tread

Betrayal of their trust is something to dread

Their defenses are down and vulnerability’s their crown

It reflects who you are, either a predator or a prince

So many seek power because they’re inadequate

Thru’ life they’ve learned their identity’s bereft

They’ve succumbed to weak nature, the angels scorn

Ideal pasture for the demons to be drawn

Alas the allure of riches and celebrity is elixir to all

Virtue’s the first to tremble then fall

Endurance is a trait that can decide fate

Regardless if it makes a whore or a mate

Then comes guilt after the warmth has gone

Recrimination reflects from the mirror of one

To assuage guilt, an accusation is done

Regardless whether there was agreement or none