Lamented Writings, by Alan Ewing

 Lamented Writings

 by Alan Ewing

About God

It came from a strange place

Now I don't know what to say

A trip through cyber-space 

And so to another day

So you are scared of emotional dysfunction

And your God is better than my God

Oh you're such a fairweather friend

Faith is something that needs to be tested

God's Love in not just written in words

It is within the heart

I see truth in all human beings

To feel compassion is to know God's Love

God is Love

All about Grace

The written word

Not the only place

It's all about love

On The Bus

So I hopped on the bus, I made it only just

Showed off by over-60, pass, I didn't have to pay

I sat at the back and people yapped

The engine groaned as the road began to wind

I reached my destination, there would be no procrastination

I'd set out my plans, and go for the job with both hands

There was a spring within my step, I'd really done my prep

I walked into the room, feeling that the time would be soon

The Journey had begun with hope, finally feeling off the ropes

To the library for a book, and then later I would look

For the news from the NHS, that I indeed had passed the test

That a job was there for me, that I was rescued from the sea

All at once the bus did halt, dreaming its way to the stop

And on this bus she was bound, the one who my soul had known

A soul-mate in a trance, who to the back did not give a glance

The gnawing pain returned again, as back into my heart it came

The day would end with words unspoken, as my love was completely broken

And for the present more bad news, she got married to add to my blues

Now time ticks on with each second, and all these events will be reckoned

My small pen writes these words. though a larger voice has been heard

A Bit Of Umpty

Shame about the weather - so put on some leather

Let's get warm - and beat the storm

It's getting very cold - so let's be bold

Slip into your gear - I want to feel you near

You ring my bell - so let's kiss and tell

So let's take a risk - my mask may slip

Shakespeare in the air - let's take a dare

You have my sex - it's very X

Such a shy boy - and his little toys

God created this - with a smile and a kiss

Knock on my door - we'll have some more

Our bodies as one - my mind has gone

Then we wake up - for another shake-up

I feel you close - I am comatose

A man's release - some more please

Two bodies as one - when all is done

Here I Sit

here I sit

in-between wake and sleep

thoughts so shallow and yet so deep

lie on my pillow and look for sleep

fuck it all I cannot sleep

into my mind

life and dreams in reverse

dreams becoming more real than life

dreams speak of reality

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