Under my arm, books full of winding words. Wonderful yarns, pointing out to other worlds. Under some spell, can’t see past this week. Giving it hell, inheriting from the meek. Driving from the back seat, car won’t slow down. Waking from a bad dream, the face beside me clears my frown. Can’t stop thinking, my…
and there it goes…
And there it goes now again, Trinkets and snippets, Whipped up in a windless whippet, Caught and carried through dreamless air To a foreign lair. And here I hold you tight again, As if today’s embrace could shorten Tomorrow’s distance and the odds of coming back, Where dark is dearly held and clearly black. And…
Been a While
It has been a while. Since last me met. I passed you in the stairwell. You remember how it went? It’s been a while. Since I found out. The feelings faded finally. But dreams release their pain on me. It’s been a while. A while apart. Now I realize, I gave away my heart. I…
lost keys
on the edge of the world stand alone at the waves in the back of your mind where you going to be saved? we are stealing from the future We are dreaming hollow rhyme we have borrowed many fortunes we have followed broken time. have you seen where we are living rising up above the…
Stolen March
I don’t know the when and where I’ll find you then and meet you there In the end it’s all the same Stolen march and borrowed fame. I folded it and passed it on, A paper declaration of, my doubt Take a chance and stick to it, you never know where you might get, or…
(In) Memory of a Goldfish
have to lose to want to get space travel for dummies space travel for life the ether in my brain is candy floss the crystals in my soul are stolen you either know or not and I’m lost the jump-starts of the heart at cost now it made sense for a moment suspended between infinities…
bump
Closer closer till you burn, Now there’s no room left to turn… All or nothing, in or out, We have no time to throw about. I guess I’ve been a stupid guy, To stop and wait and not to try. I know sometimes it makes me sigh, As life and fate go tumbling by.
about face
Find yourself in the unfamiliar the foreign, the other… Find what, exactly? Bloody changes changing changed Welcome welcome sit and beat and rearrange Can’t help myself the way it goes Give it up until it shows Easy in and never out, That’s they way you get about Why am I wired to wear this way,…
last minute checks
[audio:http://donalkelly.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/lastMinuteChecks.mp3|titles=Last Minute Checks]You say that you’re climbing Always inspiring, without a clue You say you’re still growing Only unfolding, now look at you When you’re positively, Floating on empty, what can you do? You’re totally open, Made to be broken, then pull on through? Now it’s time to go, get caught up in the flow,…
flup
Here, now, whatever. Hard to say if it’s for today or for forever, What would we know either way? some day, another, some day, brother. Fear now, Strips and strands. Plays on his words, Forgets his hands. He’s a failure too, Can’t keep his cool. Endgame gives no answers, Flow of the fool. Break in…
Saturated
[audio:http://donalkelly.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Saturated.mp3|titles=Saturated] Baby it’s too hard to say it, but too late to stop, In a moment it’s all gone for good. And I can’t help but feeling, that this is the top. We’ve taken as much as we could. Now the motion explodes, we are forced to forge on, Moved to let go and make…
cast/go
Cast it back, Cast it out, Freckled innocence, Blooming doubt… ********************************* The present is the presence of past. Wrap and preserve it since nothing will last? ******************************** If daily we have the same lessons, And become as the message itself Absorb and engage all the pith of the page, And freely grow fat from our…
Sky Blue
Sky blue, What will I do? Sky blue And what about you?
plensium
still, others othered often bothered… the key to inner pieces the one who follows to pick them up same thoughts in different brains, different times change afoot and up to no good splices in all sizes torn apart asunder excuses for all causes ripped away to wonder what excuse has the universe, to be as…
Umpilton
Dredge… Shred first, taste later The hard-won destruction fakes its toll Ledge… Bled first, healthy again, The softer climates rust the weakly postured The milk slips over the edge of the bowl Bits and bobs sieze up and collapse Litter the verges and byroads Where they fall like dew, or like rain, or like driven…
the last post
from one to one choosing to be self-defined musing held in some regard repeating judged to have erred misleadingmay Bollox to the stream of consciousness It is but a passing trend Like all things to all people The idea of a solid mass The idea of first and last! Grumbling we go, into the arbitrary…
Notes from Underground
Demo: [audio:http://donalkelly.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/notesFromUnderground.mp3|titles=Notes From the Underground] You been running away, calling out names And it’s a lot on your plate, give it away ohh, down, to the underground ohh down, away from the crowd Too long hanging around, and you know you’re not moving It’s the same old story that you’re really improving ohh, down, picking…
I’m not there
[audio:http://donalkelly.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Broodeye.mp3|titles=I’m Not There] you’ve come this far doing what you can don’t forget to turn the lights off when you leave your master plan is an also-ran and you know just about as much as you are led to believe what is it that drives you on and drives you out of sight? How can…
fire below zero
Stars beyond the street lights Ice settled on the road December silently cold Tell tale signs of a heart on fire Will it keep me warm on the way home? Make up for lost jackets and hours? Or will it only fall into emotional fission Tear apart the meaning of things Mindful as ever, Tripping…
On the Up and Up
wait, one more time again ever expanding speeches trading off the win to burn away the leeches you will never pass this way not your kind of place Though I can live with that I’d much prefer to stay will, you float above these things? no fading in these dreams washed away in bits returning…