Life's a Beach...

Beginnings are impossible, but endings are too hard. I'll see you in the New Year.

Entirely made of plastic.

Bare

The shattered windows

Of my mind’s deep recesses

Laid bare for your eyes

Fire and Flames

Like flaming arrows

Earth’s woes aim squarely at us

Through fire and flames

Till the end of time

I want to love you

In a quite difficult way

Till the end of days

Everyman

I wish I could be

A bit of everything

To everyone

Hermit

A modern hermit

Alone but never lonely

Content by himself

Airplanes

I saw an airplane

Shooting across the night sky

And my wish came true

Metamorpho

Metamorphosis

Spring becomes summer becomes

Fall and then winter

Ray of Light

Every Road to you

Is a ray of light that I

Walk bravely upon

Shining Down

Look up in the sky

And see the stars of your lives

Shining down on you

Sky’s the Limit

How I wish I could

Always and forever be

Shining down on you

Cruel World

This world’s cruelty

Unsheathes its hidden truths and

Brings us to our knees

Love Rollercoaster

Roller coaster love

He smiled and holds her hand tight

Through the light and dark

Thunder Ball

We dream of monsters

As the rumble of thunder

Rages high above

Requite

Unrequited love

Like ripe fruit left in the sun

Will spoil over time

Metal Cage

Turn the ignition

Press the accelerator

Of your metal cage

Dodo

With our frozen hearts

All the birds and all that grow

Are forever gone

Plastic Beach

On littered beaches

Nature is corrupted by

Factories far away

Huey

Helicopters flew

In single file across my

Dream’s barren landscapes

Daggers of the Mind

Icicles of fog/

Like daggers pierce through my dreams/

With their poisoned tips

And with that the year comes to its inevitable conclusion. Thanks for your audience, and I hope to see you again in the New Year for my Heroes and Haiku project aka 52. 52 weeks, 52 Haiku and 52 of my personal heroes. As always, I'm yours.

Lloyd Webber

Ripples...

The end is just the beginning, so here's something to tide you till then.

Round and round, what goes around comes around...

Old Man winter

Winter – the old man

Alone with his memories

But never lonely

Summer tears

Windows left unlocked

An open invitation

For summer sky’s tears

Sunburns

Sunburns on the skin

Rays penetrating below

Boiling our beauty

Ripples

Placid summer pond

A swan, all alone lands on

The rippled surface

Incorporeal

My optimism

A mirage in desert sun

Incorporeal

Purple Haze

Purple haze robs us

Of the vision of the trees

The blue of the sky

Fireflies

In soft moonlit night

Fireflies light the night sky

Sparking fireworks

Paradox

Cold nights in winter

Draw me closer to you as

You’re further away

Rainbow Road

On the long way home

I saw a rainbow beneath

My feet on the street

Along the way

I travelled a long

Way to the places you

And I used to be

Time we had

The time we have is

Not gone, though the way we chose

Was the winding one

Midnight Breeze

On the long way home

I heard some ghosts laughing in

The trees’ midnight breeze

Surface Tension

Will you let me see?

Past your face to see

What is really you

Whimper

The end of the world

Cometh – not with a bang, but

Rather – a whimper

Beckon

Winter’s dying breath

Spring beckons worlds of beauty

Always transforming

Enjoy them, after all they're yours,

Lloyd Webber

The Long, winding road

A few more, as the year draws to its inevitable end

Never leads to where you want to go...

Epiphanous

My epiphany

Realized in wells of clouds

At the first sunrise

Oh Beating Heart

Spring’s first mists come out

Travelling between the pines

Of my dreaming heart

Dirty Days

Summer disappears

Like a whisper on my lips

Bitter cold within

Fire in the sky

Falling out of aeroplanes

Hiding out in holes

Waiting for the sun to set

Fallen Heroes

A broken tree felled

Gives no shade to the weary

Our mistakes laid bare

Brick Wall Lights

Bright lights shining through

The cracks along the brick wall

Brightening our days

Stress relief

Exhale all your stress

Before you are unglued by

The world’s vast troubles

Cimmaron

A wild wind blowing

Through corridors of my heart

Love won’t let me go

Let me go

Gravity chained me

A ray of light released me

Love, don’t let me go

Pressure

A world’s violence

Trapped within a sphere with

No hope of release

Serenade

I hear it coming

The wild serenade of sound

Like a siren call

Mad Men

Time comes a creeping

A loaded gun held by

Madmen and knaves

The long and winding road

On beautiful nights

Only time can lead you home

Through long winding roads

Viva la Vida

Gravity – free me

So my feet don’t touch the ground

Never hold me down

Revenge is sweet

A hyacinth rose

Cut down in its prime of life

Sharp thorns take revenge

Yours to keep,

Lloyd Webber

A vicious cabaret...

Have a few more, and I'll be happy for the privilege of giving them to you.

Life's a bored game, but what are the rules?

Gone Tomorrow

We are here today

But may be gone tomorrow

The sad, painful truth

Two Wrongs

Remember the truth

Two wrongs do not make a right

The truth of our eyes

Bludgeon

Truth is a bludgeon

That keeps mankind on the path

To enlightenment

Frost

I have miles to go

And a promise to keep

Before I may sleep

Dreadnought

Death comes on swift wings

With a bang not a whimper

Bringing dread chaos

Jericho

When in your presence

Hours seem to disappear

Time seems to stand still

Dragon Tears

How bitter is truth?

The poison pill we must drink

Till the end of days

Vicious Cabaret (The Beginning)

Life – a cruel game

With roles, but no rules in such

Vicious cabaret

Board games

They say that life’s a game

But they take the board away

Leaving us alone

In their vicious cabaret

Stages

All the world’s a stage

And all of us just players

Playing but bit parts

In a vicious cabaret

Mardi Gras

The actors of life

Have their frozen smiles trapped as

They wait their cue to

Join its vicious cabaret

Improv

We have our dark masks

And our pretty costumes

Yet must improvise

In this vicious cabaret

Ex Machina

In secret dreams we

Hunger for the harsh embrace

Of love’s cruel machines

In life’s vicious cabaret

Desperado

There is a young girl

Who yearns for a father’s love

Desperate she is

For fate’s vicious cabaret

Do as you please (The End)

She would rather live

A life of do-as-you-please

Than outside in the cold

In her vicious cabaret

Demon Days

Keep the faith my friends

As we live in fear and strife

Through these demon days

Melancholy Hill

I wish I could fly

Up to melancholy hill

With you by my side

Fallen Angels

I believe I can

Fly high just to touch the sky

But don’t let me fall

Countdown

And so it begins

I dreamt a dream to forget

The pain trapped inside

April Showers

By April, the blue

Mountain’s transformation from

White to green is done

May Flowers

By May, the flowers

Bloom in their tender manner

Spring is here, again

Calm before the Storm

In early evening

Small, flat stones line the calm shores

Speaking soft words

Edge of the World

At life’s edges

From the depths of despair comes

Salvation’s approach

An Ill wind that blows no good

The ill spring breeze blows

A dawn of cherry blossoms

Brought it to an end

Mystic River

The high peaked clouds lie

In the lake’s watery depths

Bringing calm stillness

Travellers

Weary travellers

Standing at the water’s edge

Motionless in time

The pleasure's all mine, even though they remain yours,

Lloyd Webber