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Category Archives: Metaphysical

When Stars Collide

When Stars Collide

Burning bright, white hot trails of cold cold light
Shooting stars blazing their way through the night
Lovers and other strangers catching the show

Spectacle watching, the criss-crossing dreadnaughts
The seeing stops when lips get caught
Heads turn, something in that cosmic flow

Fiery chains erupting in every hue
One struck down, exploding in to view
Heads turn to where a celestial glows

Fini, maybe…

G.R. Hambley ©
May 09, 2018

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Rainy Day Play

Rainy Day Play

Lyric

Rain clouds, big frowns
moping around all over town
Let a smile be my umbrella
now I’m damn near drowned
Tired of these hundred and
fifty thousand shades of grey
Come on wind, whip, whip, whip
whisk those pissing clouds away

Been running in a mood for days
don’t see it changing real soon
Not in any mood for anyone’s wit
tired of the puddle jumper waltz
Head down and going horizon bound
still thinking I’m gonna drown
Rain, rain go away come again
say about six months from June

trudging along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaking through the leather
trying hard to keep it all together

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trudged along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaked through the leather
tomorrow is already looking better
happy I got all mine sort of together

G.R. Hambley March 11, 2018 ©
Photograph used by permission of the muse.

Rainy Day Play

Rain clouds, big frowns
moping around all over town
Let a smile be my umbrella
now I’m damn near drowned
Tired of these hundred and
fifty thousand shades of grey
Come on wind, whip, whip, whip
whisk those pissing clouds away

Been running in a mood for days
don’t see it changing real soon
Not in any mood for anyone’s wit
tired of the puddle jumper waltz
Head down and going horizon bound
still thinking I’m gonna drown
Rain, rain go away come again
say about six months from June

trudging along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaking through the leather
trying hard to keep it all together

Found her down on the Carrillo shore
she’s not caring that the weather pours
Ankle deep in the breaking waves
head bowed and tilting at the wind
Hear her swearing she aint going
she’s not ever going back to that hotel
Catches me catching her crazy storm
Now I’ worry about her harping on me

Just gonna keep right on waltzing by
got my own crazy self to talk to
She’s got such a lovely face
she’s cries about that Camarillo place
Who ever stops for their hospitality
brillo pad scrubbed and scarred
Singing how people are so typical
the truth is the place aint mythical

trudged along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaked through the leather
tomorrow is already looking better
happy I got all mine sort of together

B&W Challenge Day 6

DAY 6

7 days, seven black and white photos of your life. No people, no explanation. Challenge someone new each day and tag the person who tagged you.

Day 6

G.R. Hambley © December 05, 2017

4th Day of the 7 day B&W Challenge

DAY 4

7 days, seven black and white photos of your life. No people, no explanation. Challenge someone new each day and tag the person who nominated you.

Day 4
G.R. Hambley © December 03, 2017

7 Day Black & White Challenge

7 Day Black & White Challenge

DAY 1

7 days, seven black and white photos of your life. No people, no explanation. Challenge someone new each day and tag the person who tagged you.

If you take the challenge, leave me a comment.

G.R. Hambley ©
November 30, 2017

Curios

Curios

Curios

Curios

Mine is mine and to each their own
so whom are we to pass judgement

One’s choices predicated upon
by how you my dear individual perceive

Reapers, the purveyors of goods grim
honouring both dollar and ritual

But just because you can
does it mean you should indulge the macabre

Incendiary with a highly volatile fuse
fostering unspoken mortification

Done from love by loss
as inherently personal as love’s little death

Memories tactile, both taking away
and in embracing the pain

Open wide to holding up a mirror
reflection upon your hurting self

Morbid, magnificent, maudlin, majestic
what else could be said of selections such

Each and every with their unique curio
memory memorabilia a curious thing

Nature ‘tis of we mournful beasts
displaying in so many ways

Turning cheek, both other and off if you please
my crass, your cats ass

One tap, two tap, three, forever remains in me

G.R. Hambley ©
June 01, 2017

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Symptomology – Sonnet

Symptomology

Sonnet

Honest mindful opinion colliding, colluding with emotionality
One approaches cautiously from a position rational to the mind
Whilst almost aware of the fret stepping above, the heart setting time
Deliciously intoxicating with a bitter twist, sober agonizing
Once upon a day of wayward thoughts, epiphany in therapy
In arguments, arrows; in agreements, nods; in passion, blind
Life in love, the carriage ride of the ridiculous and sublime
Once all bars have been annotated, pathways to harmonizing
Voice of insistent pleasing, swearing one and one make one
Each night restless, heart lays heavy beneath clammy flesh
The waking on the morrow, serenade of mourning doves
Having essence fill all the senses, which from you shall not run
Eye promise, the light that binds, two lives, two souls, enmesh
Ecstasy truly is that one and one are one in their divine love

G.R. Hambley ©
December 01, 2016

GRINITATION

GRINITATION

It works. Try it for yourself.

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Angels Obliged – Act 1

Angels Obliged

Act I

Looking down on the world so frail
Can’t stop the feeling all this will fail
Won’t be able to stop my own demise

The consequences for all so dire
Could one lone angel end this fire
There’s the real chance of no return

Feeling the point of frightened flight
Closer still to making the stand to fight
Must be true to what makes you, You

What can one Angel do to end these evils doing
Why must it be this Angel alone to see beyond hell

Burning to get out, the evils beyond hell
Cries to heaven and the unholy swell
The wings unfold the sword slides free

It could be that saving them is wrong
The mighty one may want them gone
Only answers coming from a mad mind

Stepping off the edge of this grey cloud
Flying fast with no other soul around
Left to fate and it’ll be all our graves

Can this one Angel be enough to end these evils doing
Can it be this lone Angel to reach beyond hell

Calling out with greatest urgency
No where can there be a place for mercy
Winner takes all in the valley of souls

Won’t you join this too big quest for one
A wayward angel’s angel spies fun
Them or we, death by high decree

Horses saddled and fully adorned
Winged one to me, to you goes the horned
I’ll fly on high while you ride below

Two Angels going to end these evils doing
Two Angels to fight what’s beyond hell

Journey’s onset leading two to onslaught
One prays, one brays “not for naught”
Two weapons with wisdom from the one

Winged ones looking off horizon bound
Horned ones plodding the underground
Each to the other unseen, wills to minds

World vibrating in stifling maudlin ways
Creatures vowing their own they’ll slay
Allegiances being sworn to an unholy three

Special Angels march to end these evils doing
Special Angels to quell what’s beyond hell

End Act I

G.R. Hambley ©
May 12, 2016

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Red Rose Among The Trees – Lyric

Red Rose Among The Trees

(Lyric)

Know this being all alone to well
Staying late, never going home
Seeing others close, sticks and stones
Hands in hands, hands in my pockets
Talking together, talking to myself

There’s no one thing you can name
Too much then, not enough now
Walking their walks, walking the block
Smiling like brides, got nowhere to hide
Those special matters, just one in tatters

Where no good stuff gro…ows
Where the sun never sho…ows
Black rose among the weeds

Lost with no way to get the heart found
This old world’s timeless tiring mind games
They’re dreaming, me some soul cleaning
Dazed and amused, never been so confused
Smiles for the moment, tears for the cement

Wishin’ and a hopin’  not gonna heal the cut
Find a way to make amends with this mess
One for each of you, it’s not impossible to do
Breathy love tones, moving out of this zone
Only one and no more, what I’m looking for

Where some good stuff gro…ows
Where the sun partly sho…ows
Yellow rose among the leaves

And here come more of the believing ones
New meaning kisses in the sultry night
Whispering of names, sounds all the same
Some on their own, not feeling so all alone
One a haunted look, reading that same book

Summer’s breath carrying a well remembered scent
Her heels tapping out a long forgotten song
Looks up from a frown, caught not looking around
Smile plays across her lips, stuck with hands on hips
Once we almost danced, Well now we’ve that chance

Where only good stuff gro…ows
Where the sun always sho…ows
Red rose among the trees
the one red rose among the trees

G.R. Hambley ©
April 12, 2016-04-12

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