Introvert - A thorned reality
Poems, anecdotal monologues and song
by Falko
Purpose Focus Action Concede to the negative? No! Allow only, The focus of possibility And the positive of potential. Defy all expected limitation - Destroy worlds of margin and Drink the oceans of confine. Salute!
Musing monologues
Looking like an Ophelia, at The Academy Drama School in Whitechapel; helping with auditions.
My hair refused to remain in any restraint. All I needed was some rosemary…
Well after a fun day of activity, I headed home…
From behind the wheel
At first the crisp evening air provides a spectrum of vision.
I feel a swell of excitement as I head towards a castle - the romantic outline entices my imagination down the jaggered history line, where lancing knights would have duelled on the green.
Its windows and arrow coves are lighted with sensual shadows
The Tower of London standing proud, even among waves of modernism
As I pass, I glance at the bridge, like two giant blue giraffes facing each other, striding across the Thames.
Elegant neck and crowning battlements
As if in a time bubble I drive on…
My bubble speckled with intrusive raindrops
Protected from the elements I speed towards the river anxious to complete my journey.
Embankment is a treasure trove -
Jewelled on the banks of London's line
Buildings I know of and buildings I've not noticed before.
I sweep away the water crossly in an effort to absorb more.
I look to my right, behold clothed in a hue of colour, a structure that would thrill even Dracula.
The gothic twists and embroider mouldings appear almost villainous in a fairy tale drenched in purple.
Cold, still, awesome - it dominated the skyline for just a brief moment as I passed by - its fleeting sight lit a momentary spark of fear…
Onwards I travel in my 'time machine'
A monstrous wheel balanced precariously close to the waters edge -
It made me think I was Alice in Wonderland.
Its stillness, gave me the feeling that I was journeying through a freeze frame and the only thing keeping me close to reality was the constant flow of black cabs and motorbikes weaving past me.
I long to catch sight of the river
The black, sludgy, glacier - pushing its way through London's history
Straining to glimpse the waters folds I slow down.
Wondering what it would be like to delve into the dark depths and to be totally engulfed by the liquid creases.
To be comforted by the icy roar
To dive into the unknown tide…
I dispel that thought
A cold shiver runs down my spine…
I continue wide eyed.
The rain's speckles turn into a torrential flush threatening to spoil my visionary delights.
Frustrated I turn past Big Ben -
He stands above me, his laughter rings out eleven times, his bellows mock my efforts to see.
Battling the liquid missiles I steam ahead.
I have to see the river
I want to see the river
With a sharp in take of breath - I see, I see
I see a string of lights adorn the banks, beautifully mirrored,
Sparkling pearls scattered, gently caressing…
The river snakes along,
Flowing between the legs of Lambeth Bridge,
Arced seductively over the waters
The hurried sight of dotted light
Feels like the teasing tongue of a French kiss…
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Wings of Freedom AKA - Native
Before I went to drama school I was involved with many projects (for example doing video links for South Thames Student TV station, short (soap-like) film, recording songs for an album...)
One of the projects was a music video (as seen above), a collaberation with a Kensington film student (Anna) and a Richmond sound engineer (Bosun). I have been fortunate to meet many creative people who have inspired me and expanded my knowledge.
Below are the words to the song I wrote.
(Song)
I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. I couldn't face the day, Anger self pity in the way, So tired of pain and struggle - yeh Couldn't see beyond the wall Couldn't disguise my loss at all But the chains of doom began to fall. Life can be filled of chaos and fear, Have faith, reach up, and find you joy within. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. From vision to rebirth, I found true light in the earth. I found the time to heal and learn - O To become your own, Look to where the blade will grow Feel the spirit of love - Love over flow. Life can be filled of chaos and fear, Have faith reach up and find you joy within. Life can be filled of chaos and fear, Have faith reach up and find you joy within. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. Free - I wanna be free. As I lay abandoned - I feel the sun upon my face, Emerging through the water My heart begins to race. Cause - I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. I've got a love that guides me Gives me wings of Freedom. Free - I wanna be free. Free - I wanna be free.
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For Children -
Crush n' stuff
Rainbow rich my jelly bean jar
You coaxed it out to share
I gave it up - you took my beans
And threw them in the air.
My jelly bean jar all smashed and bits
Sulk replace delight
Nothing left - a pebble kicked
Stomped on daisy whites!
Sticky fingers, head down low
Patterned beans on path and stone
Jelly beans - my jelly bean jar
All broke and crushed and stuff.
Wicked King
Wicked King - he rules with sticks
He beats my jelly beans
I hate the King
Make him swim
With crocodiles and bats.
In a box
With mites and ghosts
With dogs and silly clowns
Put the King without his men
To lay on muddy ground.
With crocodiles and bats and cats and pigs and silly clowns
Put the King without his men
To bring back my jelly beans
Bring back my beans so bright.
The only way the wicked King can
Exchange the wrong for right.