Flashing on by...
He barely pauses to consider
From whence he is coming
To whither he is going
He just knows his life is in motion
Flashing on by...
Maybe one day life's raw realities
Will cut him down in his flight
Maybe one day he will be forced to succumb
And weigh his lot like the rest of us
Or maybe he will just keep on moving flashing on by...
To finally leap into
What the rest of us fear

© SPA - 1989

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Metamorphosis
Universe of change loose thread of time
Sees earth and her seasons in colourfelt thrall
Surge into day sink into night
Finds tamed to the hours horological rhyme
Man and his manner mirror of all
Emerging merging urging his flight
Through fire-felt passion to melting in death

Then child voice turns male then words withered fall
For the final unfolding with eyes beyond sight
Freed from the blood and chains of the breath
In self-sustained light

© SPA - 1989

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Freedom
Freed from the circle perpetual
Loosed from the up and down hold
Flung from the civilised ritual
Out of this slavery sold
Into love's fire all-consuming
That 'hell' the world can't embrace
For heaven to one who's aspiring
Is death with a glimpse of his face

© SPA - 1992

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Dancing
You love to dance body and soul
Look how the sun flames in your hair
Why shouldn't I stare at
Those bearing hips
Those quivering lips
How often you've promised them me
How often they've lied to me

Freedom is all is all is all
Look look at that bird trapped in the sky
A voice now cries from
Those quivering lips
And the music rips
A hope in your motion towards me
Don't let them lie to me

The world is whole is round is sound
Look how your breath melts on the air
How many times dare I
Feel the lie
Before I die
But you must dance my body my soul
Alone I must hold you

© SPA - 1990

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Spring
Full frenzied hues
All-spiralling spring
From ice cold crystal
The peeled buds ring
Of feigning hearts
In sanguine fling
With dew blushed tears
The virgin sting

© SPA - 1992

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Ad Gloriam
And shall I return in glory?
When life departs to its work-away days
And magnificent man stoops to his ways
When mortal is thrust through the catapult dream
And earth replays what already has been
If I embrace what's before me
Shall I return in glory?

And shall I return in glory?
When guile and goodness fight to contend
And magnificent man feigns to pretend
When gravity swears that he is alive
And knowledge affirms his quest to survive
If I learn to love the story
Shall I return in glory?

And shall I return in glory?
When fate oblivious pardons the day
And time mechanical fingers the way
When covetous fear clings to the night
And paramount pride dares to be right
If I can swallow my fury
Shall I return in glory?

© SPA - 1989

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