Wax tears of the moon child

Tell me man of the water
Talk to me child of the moon
When are you going to bury
The heart that whispers the tune
Of a song of a love long withered
Of a chance that was thrown on the fire
Nail the lid on that ageing casket
And join the throng of living desire

Because these are wax tears my angel
That burn the skin as they fall
And you'll remain a stain in that window
Until you break the pain of it all

© 2005, Alan J Stuart

[Tagged as Poetry]

Hanging the stars on the sky

Hanging the stars on the sky
As the year builds to a close
It's not been too peaceful
But was it ever I suppose?

We can only wish and hope
As we pick out winter clothes
The next is the turning point
For making friends of our foes

© 2005, Alan J Stuart [Tagged as Poetry]

truth vs falsehood

I once told a tiny lie
A little fib, a trifling tale

But now my arse needs an alibi
To get me out of f*cking jail

© 2005, Alan J Stuart
[Tagged as Poetry]