Songs on Saturday ~ Sailing
those who love must learn to sail in storms
Sailing can become all-consuming passion for the sea and the wind.
~
I can sail a yacht as well as most
ghosting by the Mediterranean coast
yet the sea and the wind are never at rest
and no mere sailor can ever best the storms
please listen very responsibly to this music post
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
sailing a yacht is reasonably easy in good weather
Inebriated Woman
there’s a reason some women do that sometimes
I really didn’t think
she was always drinking
just usually very drunk
and high on skunk
and I shrank back
from ever thinking
about who she fucked
when she’d been drinking
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
strong drink gets weak women into trouble
No Resentments Here
let today be the day you stop being haunted by the ghost of yesterday
~
animus
on a poster
on a dingy wall
in the room where
the meetings were held
were these spiritual words
no ill will, hostility, bitterness
no matter how ugly the jealousy
dissatisfaction, rancour, antagonism
there is no justification for resentments
not here, not with one you loved, not ever
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
in a bar hunted by singles
drinking and smoking alone
is no panacea for resentments
the song of the moon
I saw the crescent ~ you saw the whole of the moon
~
I see truth when I see you
I hear the song of the moon
and when I hear your voice
whispering the heavenly tune
I see the rainbow above
and when I feel your touch
you do so much to me
lifting my deepest gloom
with each beat of my heart
I know that I’m in love
for my world is you
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
if he lives with an open heart
each man shall find his Venus
Ignoble Desire
nobility is not being better than anyone else,
it’s being better than you used to be
~
I wanted more
than just to adore her
she could see
it was all about me
there was no nobility
in my lust and desire
I was no better a man
than I used to be
just another ignoble lover
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
I like to believe that I’m a better man than I used to be
Reflections of Despair
I know not age, nor weariness, nor defeat.
~
far off a beaten warrior
as seen in a winter mirror
his life a long road to nowhere
no noble quest, no gentle lover
no castle no princess in a tower
and by the path of this beaten warrior
dark thorns abound, no leafy bower
and the rabid black wolf cowers
from the constant defeated anger
the warrior has suffered a year
as for hope, that will never
lighten his burden of error
for the dragon’s fiery terror
he is doomed to endure evermore
and all he prays is to die
to sleep forever more
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Run Baby Run
she learned to run from what she feels, right into a nightmare
~
she left her job in an office
bought herself a Mustang
now she’s dealing blackjack
in the bright lights of Las Vegas
turning tricks on Saturday nights
she wants to leave Las Vegas
make an end to the nightmares
they say suicide is painless
she needs to be alone tonight
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
what happens in Vegas
stays in your memories forever
Evening
evenings are a time to forget past mistakes
~
I don’t want to know your life story
I don’t need your intimate history
all I want to do is walk with you
in rapture wandering aimlessly
by evening’s calming seas
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
every evening I get closer
to nature’s healing power
Dishonest Disguise
A real woman will be honest no matter how painful the truth is
~
everybody lies
you can see it in her eyes
learn the dark surprise
there’s a deep disguise
but if you’re really wise
you won’t ever despise
her, just accept the prize
the love her lie implies
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
men need to believe a woman’s lies
Lying Eyes
your eyes hold a big surprise, it’s called the truth
~
you have fallen far
deep and wide
into her lying eyes
and you drown
in lovely lies
~
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
once, I believed the lies
and yet the truth hurts worse
