Poems by Raymond Cooper

 

Bright Darkness

I didn't realize I was sane
In the midst of self analysis
I saw my mind in fragments
And concluded that I should try and put the pictures together
I guess I didn't because the fragment that was my realization
Was in such bright darkness

 

 

 

To Share a Thought Weird

One night I woke
To a state of mind eerie
I believed I be not in the province of Alberta
But the Isle of Scots in the city of Calgary
Wizards a plenty had put a spell
To sell there televisions, cars and such for wealth and power had put a spell on us
I believed the spell they cast
Was the New World map
And then I saw the culprit beside my bed
An empty bottle of cognac

 

Criminal Acts

You know I hated the smell of cigarettes
But everywhere there was pot and cigarettes
So, out of fear and loneliness I started smoking because all my friends were
And those that didn't, were squares
Years ago those friends went away
And I've been left choking on two packs a day

Criminal acts out of fear of loneliness
Criminal acts, crimes on my real self by me

On my eighteenth birthday we all went to the bar
We wanted to be cool so that's where we hung out
Table hopping every night
Drinking and rapping till closing time
Two years later my soul was doing time
Snakes were guarding the door of my imprisoned mind

Criminal acts lord it's been hell misery
I got tired of being a lonely veggie

Got sick of scrounging for artist materials
You know my eyes light up when I actually heard there are casinos in town
Lord the dealer had me by the you know what
For fifteen years, I was doing more than without

Lord, it's been misery
The dealer still seems to follow me

Criminal acts, crime on my real self by me
Criminal acts, crime is a misery

 

 

 

Lonesome Blues

There's a crow on the wire calling out your name
There's a crow on the wire calling out your name
He says since you ain't been around
Things just don't seem the same

The mirror's dirty baby
Can't see myself no more
Yes the mirror's dirty baby
Can't see myself no more
Kitchen's full of dirty dishes and there's beer cans on the floor
I miss your kisses honey and my hearts in loneliness
I miss your kisses honey and my heart's in loneliness
Please come home to me baby and take away this misery

There's a crow on the wire calling out your name
Yes, there's a crow on the wire honey calling out your name
He says since you're gone things just ain't been the same

 

Naked at three

When I pass away
When I am old and grey
I'll play in the streets of heaven
I'll never grow up
I'll always be the age of three
Laughing and singing
Naked in the streets of heaven

 

 

 

The Wings of Air

From the forest of clouds
Gold silver and blue
Came spirits
Falling into the abyss of confusion
Curious about imperfection
Pain and pleasure is the trap
Fallen have I into awakeness in a dream
I sleep on a bed of clouds dreaming
One cigarette after another
Going to work
Going to school
Going to play
All a nightmare
Awaken me
Heavenly father please awaken me

 

Dance to the Sun

Sunlight and rainbows light my path
When I am close to God
The future looks bright
Nothing gives the child I am a fright
Day after day, I awake to noise
But my soul remains poised
In a dance to the sun

 

 

 

I Ain't Crazy

When you smile the sun turns blue and green
When you look into my eyes
My thoughts become obscene
I ain't crazy 'bout you woman
Just stark raving mad
In the morning when I wake up
Don't want to go to work
Just want to build my muscles
I want to be your hulk
I ain't crazy 'bout you woman
Just stark raving mad
The way you smile
Your beautiful eyes
The wiggle in your hips
Your sweet lips
The way you talk
When we're out for a walk
Spins my wheels
A hundred and eighty degrees
I ain't crazy 'bout you woman
Just stark raving mad

 

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