Worlds Within Worlds Volume 1
01 Primal Gods 31sec. sample [247KB]
Those fresh eyes, wide-opened with new consciousness,
Must have viewed, on those old African plains,
A universe, perceived as symbols,Requiring explanation.
The first sun....
02 If I Could Live On Old, Grey Moon 43sec. sample [337KB]
If I could live on old, grey Moon, I would be watching pretty Earth,
Admiring first her blue, blue seas, then cotton clouds - her sandy and her green, lush lands,
Her poles of white, against the black.
And with the shadow of the night, the twinkle of her city lights -
Or, hung like chains, the mountain ranges, dusted off with snow.
I would not hear the grief..............
03 Ageing 36sec, sample [286KB]
If we lived five billion years,
We would see what stars see.
If we lived five billion more,
We'd perceive as galaxies.
And on, and on, to time's end..
04 Solstice 47sec. sample [374KB]
We had to do something when we saw the sun was dying.
It was inconceivable to do nothing - for we felt only the end of things.
There was no sense then, of the turning of the year.
Only the now - and the trepidation at what must come.
You see - we were all as children then............
05 Advertisement 37sec. sample [289KB]
Couched in smooth, soothing words of persuasion,
Wrapped in emotional trappings of music,
Both purloined from beautiful art,
The product slips, garlanded with hired applause,
Into the main stream...........
06 DNA 50sec. sample [391KB]
I am the archetype spiral of life.
My graceful, amorous helix comes imprinted With a myriad encased messages,
Pre-cognisant and in miraculous order,
Within my coupling strands.
I am a code for the richness of being.
My ancient, serpentine matrix comes invested
With a pattern for all races...
07 Each Night I Mourn 48sec. sample [375KB]
Each night I mourn in private thought The passing of integrity.
The word remains, a hollow gourd
On which the politicians drum,
On which they boom their righteousness,
On which they salve their consciences
With echoes from that tomb.
Each night I mourn with gentle grief
The loss of kindly tolerance.
The word remains, a small, sweet voice..
08 Shadow Man 38sec. sample [299KB]
Shadow man, shadow man, how can I know you?
Are you in me, or am I in you?
Or are you the candidate's promise of plenty?
Like political truth, a cracked mirror or two
Shadow man, shadow man, how may I see you?
Is there a door to pass through.....
09 The Earth, the Earth, the Poor Old Earth 51sec. sample [400KB]
The Earth, the Earth, the poor old Earth!
Did it deserve such people on it?
Four billion years and more have gone, it's
Shameful, just how long it took
To make the planet fit for living,
Balance systems, so that within
Time a paradise took shape -
A rare achievement, if you look
At other worlds, some cooked, some cold...
10 Government 37sec. sample [289KB]
Collective shadows rule us now,
Shifting through the great estates of power,
Belying their intentions,
Moved by serpent stealth,
Masked by the slick devaluation of words...
11 The Box Houses 50sec. sample [394KB]
It is quiet in these doorways - a prime West End site.
A percussion of raindrops patterns the night.
It is cold, and the murmuring city is still,
Whilst the box houses shelter their homeless within.
It is dark and occasional footsteps are heard.
The stroll of the policeman who stops to observe..
12 Ode to the Seagull 40sec. sample [317KB]
For I was woken up at crack of dawn, to greet the curse
Of flights of wheeling gulls in combat, and what could be worse -
Gulls in a dog fight, paradox in air, and oh, the noise!
A caterwaul cacophony, no symphony of joy,
For Spitfire versus Messerschmitt, read Herring Gull v. Common Gull
Or Little Gull, Black Headed Gull for Focke-Wulf and Hurricane
The battle for the skies of Britain rages once again....
13 On a Boat, Cradled Under Stars 42sec. sample [328KB]
On still, soft, quiet summer nights I lie beside an open window in my
floating home,
And there, in bed and looking up, I see the gently moving sky
Square framed in wood, the craft of carpenter encompassing a universe,
Whilst I am water-cradled far below - and wondering.
A billion and more years are looking in....
