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Yah Think!?

There are changes taking place so that PC speech will recognize all facets of speech and not just what the hyper-sensitive ilk insist on hearing.

Yes, sometimes the hardest part is coming up with a title!

Yah Think!?

Supposedly well trained liberal minds recognize pain’s exhortations
Accounting of no accountability sails majestically in to the sea of pique
Recounting the voyage of the “I did damned well”, without humility
Coarse course corrections have been evaluated and plotted
Another not quite so fine production performance of the Bard’s work
Sherlock’s awareness solicits a defecation notification
Modicum of decorum, no; tempered yes, with fire, as required

 

Min Sacasm Slice 01

G.R. Hambley May 25, 2018 ©

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Obelisk

Obelisk

Majik moments, the making there of, not for the feint, of heart
Yes, you can call those moments grand illusion or a fool’s delusion
Por those of us that embrace the alchemy, we know no constraint
One, two, three and sometimes four, creating ripples in your mind

O ane E Panorama no edges WP signed

Roving places in space from now to then and to where… now hasn’t been
Take from there, bring to here, leaving trails of discombobulation
Area spatial has consequence not for those of a true heart’s majik
Land of Lilliput awaits those unlucky souls chosen by me

G.R. Hambley ©
May 16,2018

A Few Points to Leeward

A Few Points to Leeward

Present tense, with willful consideration, a different state of usual
Remembering as reinforcement instead of making denial
Elixirs of pharmacology, self preservation tames self reservation
Every assist carries it’s own special enlightening twist
More is less but less is also more and the desirous state of being

Pragmatists, by all accounts, should partake of that they teach
Take that step or two outside the self and look well around
Instances repetitive, if you can call almost daily repetitive
Voyaging this damned derelict, course adjustment laid in
Escape by degrees, found in the enacting of the enlightenment

G.R. Hambley ©
May 12, 2018

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

Stirrings

Stirrings

Evolving and adapting ‘tisn’t so for every such thing
Maturation hasn’t taken what is desirously alive
Byways in sunset years, a life long constant smoulders
Eagerly and ambivalently skipping stones in this new old age
Relations and passing ships should they dock or not
Solely isn’t lonely, without young angst, this heart still seeks

G.R. Hambley ©
May 01, 2018

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I Can’t Stay

I Can’t Stay

Lyric

Your tears fall on the seed you planted
Your plan for the perfect man you wanted
Those words taking me for granted
Those words leaving me haunted

I keep talking and you don’t hear
I keep showing and you aren’t there
Where are you when it’s me that’s laid bare
Where are you when I need the love and care

And I’ve been calling, calling to say

Oh darlin, I’m not just for fawning
     a pet in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I want to dance
     but not in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I ‘m not going to stay
     on display in your garden party

You made our plans without me
You made so many things hard to see
The times I begged you to listen and believe
The times you ignored me when I’d grieve

I tried everything to get through
I had to tell my heart it isn’t you
What happened isn’t some thing new
What happened is only one heart spoke true

And I’m still calling, still calling to say

Oh darlin, I’m not just for fawning
     a pet in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I want to dance
     but not in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I ‘m not going to stay
     on display in your garden party

Oh darlin’ oh oh oh oh darlin’
I can’t stay
Darlin’ I had to say
I can’t stay
Oh darlin
I just can’t stay

G.R. Hambley ©
April 08, 2018

Signals

Signals

Lyric

It’s a funny kind of time
trouble causing in so many minds
get no early warning signs
just keeps running on and on

This new age game of outrage
used to grab the front page
this way for all shout the sage
just keeps screaming on and on

Vices from the Kool-Aid choir
god… the things that they admire
not fun watching them conspire
just keeps tormenting on and on

Signaled loud and profanely proud
Glory glory halleluiah
     not gonna hit you with a ruler
Glory glory halleluiah
     we only want to rule yah

People being used, abused and shred
crocodile tears from media over the dead
doesn’t matter cuz it’s never on their head
just keep running the rhetoric on and on

Raising up above the signal voices
there’s so many other noises
making all the right choices
just keep counter screaming on and on

Free will in a death dive drop
don’t care, don’t share, don’t shop
fire’s gotten to big to stop
just keep willfully tormenting on and on

Signaled loud and righteously proud
Glory glory halleluiah
     not gonna let you be a ruler
Glory glory halleluiah
     we only want to school yah

G.R. Hambley ©
April 01, 2016

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

Muse Rainy Day Play 01

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

Hazed and Confused

Hazed and Confused

Sailing unawares on your way today
Moving with a purpose only you know
Maybe it’s finally something that’ll be real
At least enough so you can make believe

Glamour girl gets her skirt caught in a twirl
Hair flip with the hapless I’m helpless giggle
Set free by the kindness of one of your strangers
Off you go leaving a wake of stalking heads

Should’ve taken the umbrella because,
because it looks like pain
I can see and it looks like,
like you’re headed for hell
Not a place for you,
you’re not going to fare well
You can trust me because,
because everyone knows I’m insane

Surprised to hear voices calling cats
Treats herself that the slights just imagined
Tricks of conscience kick start the reality train
Night scares turn over in to stormy days

Loving so many who don’t love her
Doesn’t understand how to be alone
She can’t stand going home on her own
No other girls she can tell her fears

She’s only one way to hide from voices
Taking solace in some lucky one’s arms
You look down, she tells you she loves you
You get up telling her you can’t love her

Should’ve taken the umbrella because,
because here comes the pain
I can see and it looks like,
like you’re already in hell
Not a place for you,
you’re already not doing well
You can trust me because,
because like you, I’m insane

G.R. Hambley ©
February 26, 2018

Marked

Marked

Among all the other smiles
There you were dancing free
Your gypsy skirt flying high
Girl you caught more than my eye

Couldn’t help but watch you move
Hair water falling down your back
You caught me staring madly
Saw your eyes make me your mark

Keeping time with those devilish hips
Lips sending me your angel kiss
Gypsy woman crooks her fingertip
Calling with her wiles to play her game

The same music keeps playing on
Everyone with their own old verse
Those others don’t have the sense to go
We gotta romance and they’re in the road

G.R. Hambley ©
February 23, 2018