Saturday, 2 November 2013

Some say 'lipstick on a pig'...



Views in Verse - on 'being there'. 

Some say 'lipstick on a pig'...
but Sydney's Kings Cross sure comes alive by night






Sydney's Kings Cross (just east of the main city) is it's traditional nightclub zone. Over the past fifty years the sprawl of Sydney has led to a lack of real reinvestment in this entertainment heartland. 

So it lacks a little of the gloss of bygone years but is never short of atmosphere and surprisingly never short of patrons and visitors despite its fearsome image as a playground to the underworld.


out on the street tonight


The heat of the day
melts into night
as I step into Bayswater Road
The searing presence of
'pizza a-fire'
drives a tempting whiff up my nose
I haven't eaten at all
not since lunch
this day's left me dazed alright
I'll grab a quick bite
after finding the lads
out on the street tonight

Cars try to pierce
the meandering mob
amongst it a few hard stares
But they'll circle about
trying to figure things out
cause you just can't park anywhere
Apart from the odd
'no-go-zone'
the area's bathed in light
The Cross's on show
...I'm ready to go 
out on the street tonight

The bars spill out onto sidewalk,
our 'usual'...
...punters galore!
I look around for the guys...?
to no surprise...
still stuck with the parking I'm sure!
There's a spot over there
...seems a few chairs
I grab a middy of light
Happy awhile...
To watch the people file by
out on the street tonight

The girls nearby are
'pissed & rowdy' 
Probably been here some time
From what I see
...three bottles down
just a little too much red wine
My tribe arrives...
...well I see five
others are still out of sight
"Bloody busy" Tim says
 "...it's done in my head
out on the street tonight"

Off we go
and do the rounds
the club strip is 'alight'
You dodge the spruikers
...the odd garbled offer...
and the world is feeling alright
So now I'm here
and glad I came
The Cross sure has it's delights
Excitement is high for
what you might find later
out on the street tonight


from my Ipad - Grahame J Flynn

Friday, 1 November 2013

One for the rappers...

Views in Verse - on simplicity.


Hey ...pass it on to Jay-Z


Double Entendre


I had a double entendre 
the other day...
Stopped me in my tracks
Turned around 
went straight on home
Without even looking back

Life is a complex piece of work
Always tricking you up
Things should be clearer
Things should be straight
None of this vague kind-a stuff

Next time it happens 
I'll choose to ignore it 
and not let it rule my head
We must 
in life 
be more decisive
Not going home to bed



From my I pad - Grahame Flynn

Monday, 28 October 2013

Some things are perhaps better left...unsaid!

Views in verse - on 'getting it'.

Sunday nights


I can think of no obvious reason
When everything seems to be right
That life seems utterly gloomy
Every ...Sunday night

I can tick every box on the weekend
Relish the sunshine bright
But nothing can stop the blues setting in
Again ...come ...Sunday night

Perhaps it's the workday pending
Or the thought of the early wake
But truthfully I can't find one good reason
I'm stumped for heaven's sake...

I'm fine come Monday morning
Work just falls into place
The week then goes by so quickly
...my life is on roller skates

So ...I know that the weekend
will soon be with me...
the prize is in plain sight!
So why do I feel like such a
'busted arse loser'
Every ...Sunday night

I turn to my love
for answers...
...the giver of best insights
She adds:
"happy to help with your strange dilemmas...
but don't ask on Sunday nights"

Forwarded from my Ipad - Grahame J Flynn

Sunday, 27 October 2013

Unmet expectations come at a cost...



Views in Verse - on consequences.


Unmet expectations come at a cost... consequences

Promises


Turn away from the window
Come back over here...
try to see hope and not fears
Tomorrow's a stranger
that we should embrace
Why revisit yesterday's tears?

Today's promises
Aren't tangible things
In the way that most things are real
But they carry a cost
if forgotten or lost...
the very heart of what you feel

Who knows why
A matter of trust
Can be broken so easily?
What to do...
When things don't turn out
The way that you
thought they would be?

Yesterday's promises
Aren't tangible things
In the way that most things are real
But they carry a cost
when forgotten or lost...
the very heart of what you feel


Sent from my iPhone
 - Grahame J Flynn

Thursday, 17 October 2013

Views in Verse on loyalty

 

Views in Verse - on loyalty. 

'Love' in life counts for nothing ...without loyalty.



Four AM Hay & George

"At it's core ...a spiteful act"
The Sarge said at the time
"The killer fired so many shots
I'm left in just one mind..."

"His ring was in his pocket...
The motive is quite clear..."
"I'd back my work of thirty years
in what I'm saying here"

"That the men just love to be loved
and the women just want to be wanted
Yes...the men just love to be loved
Oh and the women just want to be wanted"

"Perhaps her rage was triggered by
the age of this one's charms
maybe he has strayed before
to another's willing arms..."

"But officers
I tell you this
as I stand here this grey day
The woman scorned
is my first bet
to act in this crazed way
Against my fears
In all these years
I've seen this notion true..."

"That the men just love to be loved
And the women just want to be wanted
I said the men just love to be loved
Oh and the women just want to be wanted"

"She'll likely return to her home
She'll be shocked by what she's done
Probably no place else to go
without her chosen one"

"Take her in boys ...but please be kind
She's 'lost her life' today
and remember...
sometimes in cases like this one
The family blocks the way"


"Too many times
...too many times
I've seen this reoccur
And in telling you now
of my first thoughts
I'm left with only words
a loss of basic tenets
the 'wherefores and the why's"

"That the men just love to be loved
And the women just want to be wanted
I said the men just love to be loved
Oh and the women just want to be wanted"


In the wee small hours of this new day
His words come back to mind
in all the murders of this type
I'm reminded to be kind

But it makes you truly wonder
of so many folk at large
So unaware I have to say
to the wisdom of old Sarge...

lost in a world of distraction?
succumbed to fatal charm?
or is it just hardwired
to the truth...?

"that the men just love to be loved
while the women just want to be wanted
I said the men just love to be loved
Oh and the women just want to be wanted"

Oh and the women just want to be wanted"
"...yes the women just want to be wanted..."


Sent from my iPad - Grahame J Flynn