Saturday, June 24, 2017

If Only Tears Could Put Out Fires.

If Only Tears Could Put Out Fires.
Hail, brimstone, no rain, just fire!
Killing everything Godly
In our shire.
Fury, damnation, breath of a dragon
Taking root in our forests
Cleansing who in hell?
Damn you beast!
Cannot God At least,,
Step up to the plate
Extinguish hate?,
Just fair warning
As the doom is dawning.
A chance to flee,
Avoid the burning.
If only tears
Could put out fires.

10,350,000 souls
Shalt dampen your pyres.
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)

To Tell A Lie

To Tell A Lie

If you want to tell a lie,
Climb a mountain
Talk into the wind.
Let it snatch your words
Before the fool it finds.
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)

Sunday, June 18, 2017

When will my head grow old?

When will my head grow old?
Maybe, by the age of fifty,
I should have calmed
Down a bit.
But that would be
The same as dying.
Wouldn't it?
-Gerry Aldridge

Friday, June 16, 2017

Takers have it good-
They gain your trust
And feed on your love,
Then distance themselves
From the pain
They have caused,
Knowing full well
You´d do none of the above.
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)

Givers have it good-
In you they trust,
And eminate love.
They cuddle and
Bask in honesty.
Knowing full well,
You may never do
Any of the above.
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Love Needs Nurture.

Love Needs Nurture.

Even a flower
Needs a drop
Of sentiment.
Without care
It shall
Eventually wilt.

The smallest flame
Is nothing
Without a breeze.
Gone is the flicker.
End of a life,
In one foul blow.

Pop my bubble,
Steal my air.
When I am gone
I shall not care.

Love needs nurture.

First; Can we be friends?
Second; Yes, of course.
As soon as my love is dead,
I will give you a call.
We can do coffee,
One day.

Talk vehemently.
About nothing.
Probably, even smile,
As we lie to each other
About not feeling
Anything at all.

It takes time
To kill the truth.
There are no skipping stones,
Or shortcuts
From the pain.

Give love time, please,
To truly wither
And die.
Become nothing
Dry, bitter
A mutual shame.

Then the putrid ash
Of a love denied,
Falls wasted
Crushed, too sodden
To ever fly.

Some time later
We say hello.
I shed a tear
And force a smile-
The only way
Was to say goodbye.

(Gerry Aldridge ©2017)

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Not Lost But Free.

Not Lost But Free.
I miss you-
Why shouldn´t I?
I either had to let you go,
Or watch you die.
So, now I feign pleasure
As you soar in the sky.
She is happier there
You'll hear my lies sigh.
But she comes back,
Says hello.
Trusts me. for
In a cage she is not.
We steal time together,
Lock ourselves away even.
To be together,
Close our eyes and find heaven.
With open eyes
We face the world
Once closed
We are one.

(Gerry Aldridge 2017)

Saturday, May 6, 2017

The Perfect Place.

The Perfect Place.
I have never seen
A more comfortable
Place to be.
No need to leap.
Just come
Look with me .
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)