In the beginning God created the heaven and earth,

And claims ownership to all that it is worth.

God created our planet to survive,

And on it's brilliantly designed foundation will thrive.

God promised that life will live on our planet forever,

And it's foundations will not be moved whatever.

The righteous wiill possses the earth,

And benefit from all that it's worth.

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We grew up together;

these were cultural phenomena

and also... fun!

Teaching tools for fitting "fools"

in cross-cultural, multilingual settings

suitably adjusted for the faithful&trusted.

Who wants to learn about our customs?

So randomly ordered, conventions bordered

but seldom spoken, a wisdom token

and a gratitude gained:

While some things left, some things remained...

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Sunlight burst upon the horizon

Exploding like lightening in a storm

Light fell upon the earth like rain

And soaked into our exposed skin

The warmth ran in little rivulets

From my hair and across my face

The sunlight tasted sweet like honey

And sounded like music in the wind

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Dreams are in the embers,

in shimmering red heat;

the subtle settling of ashes

reinforces the illusion of movement.

Unfocussed eyes

fix on flickering flames,

the acrid tang of burning turf

warms my weariness,

wraps around me

like a comfort blanket,

faded memories safely swaddled

in the reassuring glow.

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To live a life in a day
the difference is plain
there’s no doing it again.
A flight within the 4th-dimension
no squirming weasel words for you
just a graceful flutter and decline
on a wing and a prayer.
No absence of synesthesia here.
just a mingling of the finest bouquet
with the deepest regret in a minor chord display.
The tug at your heart and the tear at your chest
just flo...

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It’s happy hour in The New Austerity Inn
And a fight’s already broken out
If you can’t afford it, you can’t have it
Rachel cries, as another brick flies
And machetes are drawn in the street outside
Someone’s set fire to a police van
Someone’s shouting at Keith with a wreath
Someone says what about the children
A small voice what about the children
But the far right are flying the flag
An...

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"You can't get it wrong,"

those words are so soothing.

"You can't fail, you can't flunk, you can't irreversibly screw up...."

Those words are balm to troubled souls,

struggling,

worrying,

fretting--

that is not a fun way to live!

Every problem has a solution,

"failing, flunking, screwing up,"

are just part of the dance.

You are unfolding into your perfection,

yo...

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I woke up this morning

angry at turtles, and parrots too.

They get so many years to be.

Who decided our dogs only get ten,

maybe fifteen brief years to be with us?

All that dog ever wanted was to be by our side,

the occasional extra treat and, of course,

his daily walk. All we really wanted

were a few more perfect days just like that.

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The wet sand takes your weight

evidence of your presence

and you marvel at the perfection,

but nature is profligate and soon

the bigger waves erase your mark as if

you were never there,  a tick of time

is marked instead while you have need of rest

and rejuvenate yourself in a different bed. 

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A warm breeze, caressing my body and

Kissing my face The sky is pale blue.The

Leaves on the maple trees gently swaying 

To and fro.The silence is infiltrated by the

Trickling sound of the pond waterfall. The

Carp ly submerged, ready opened mouthed

To receive their fragmented capsules of  food.

Not a care.All is right with the world. Politics,

Wars, petty arguments and disag...

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Unraveling now,

my soul laid bare.

Once free of fear,

now I care...

Never needed to hold on tight,

Until I had love in plain sight xo

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“you got ur mind right, boy?”

I got this fast car and the whistling wren

don’t know what to think of me

an’ I got a coin in my pocket

lain up toward the day of thunder

an’ the wind whispers

the cries of the great raptors

come, now, the hour of trembling

the mother of my understanding

suffers not to stay her hand

in my hour of need

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A mother's tea is always cold

Scrabbled together between dish washes

Brewed while the wash is locked and loaded

Or loaded and locked, who even knows? 

A mother's tea is always cold. 

Over brewed or under, teabag out in thunder 

Speed or is it lightning? Who even knows? 

A mother's tea is always cold. 

When it's hot, there's always time 

To pick up messes, clean...

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(I was prompted to post this from my Greatest Hits back catalogue because I saw on Bangers and Cash that one of these "land crabs" as they were known fetched £7000 at auction)

Yer Morris 1800 motor car

Was not designed to travel very far;

It was the first one that I bought

And, sensibly, you might have thought

For ninety quid that I’d been caught

With “MUG” across my head.

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Merseyside poets have launched a free online anthology entitled 'A Universe Of Poetry'. The work is available to view on the Facebook platform, and will be part of a live upcoming event at the famous Bidston Observatory Artistic Research Centre on the Wirral Peninsula on August 15th this year.

Editors Barry Woods and Michelle Wright specifically curated the project for the observatory, with a t...

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Standing in front of David Hockney’s Peter Getting Out of Nick's Pool

Aged 16. 

I have always been a keen swimmer

The thrill of the cold water sea chill - that sensation

And now I was keen at looking at the swimmer in front of me

I felt a sensation

I was unsure then over my attraction 

The form and content of

Supposedly ‘flat’ static surfaces 

reveal themselves over time

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Taboo

Cautionary

Loud

Transgressive

Feverish

Powerful

Inflamed

Classy 

Tacky

Infectious

Lustful

Lust Inducing

Painful 

Irate

Hellish
 

I remember standing 

in the dressing room of Dillard's 

with my found Grandma 

as she asserted

"honey, Red is your color." 

I collected her commentary 

and carried it around in the back pocket

of my...

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I thought hearing your voice one day

Would make me feel better,

Remove all the pain I felt

After you left me.

But now I am scared.

Your voice takes me back to where it started:

How you broke my heart

And showed no remorse in it.

Now you're showing interest again.

Yes, you miss me because I do too,

But I am scared.

I’ve been giving you lots of ch...

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Dancing sweet hearts wake one day
Summer break sing and play
Dancing darlings summers morn
Monday Mersey mums they mourn
Silent street dressed in flowers
Prayers on prayers crucial the hours
Dancing beauties nature's Purest
Harmonised with angels to heavenly chorus 

Beyond heartache Unforgettable day

Endless love to God we pray

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Teddy Bears and flowers rest upon the wall.

It’s just impossible to make any sense of it all.

I cried hard and long, I felt myself shaking.

Inside I could feel my heart was breaking.

All the details, I didn’t want to read or hear.

The headline alone brought on the first tear.

Public outrage is tangible…dangerously so.

People want answers, they won’t let this go.

Last n...

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My brother says he knows a tiger named Spike,
Who rides around town on a small, shiny bike.
Speeding past McDonald's with grace,
Spinning through the library's space,
With a smile that astonishes all creatures alike.

(For International Tigers Day yesterday)

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I'm lying on my couch, well out of the sun,
and glad if it. Where's the truth, let alone fun,
in baking yourself? You'd have to hold a gun

to my head to get me back out there today
because, so i swear, there is no other way
you'll manage it, no matter what you might say

or do, no matter how much you threaten me,
coax or cajole. No chance! I would rather be
cold than hot, any old day. I...

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It's a trail of events,  
each moment passing by,  
one after another,  
unfurled like a movie screen,  
projecting the essence of our days.  

We catch glimpses,  
the whispers of what’s to come,  
blueprints laid bare,  
scripts waiting to be performed.  
But reality bites,  
a vivid display woven into our lives,  
the grandest tapestry ever seen,  
where hellos and goodbyes  
...

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It’s never going to work;

You do deals with the tough,

But soon he’ll cut up rough

And do his dirty stuff.

He just can’t get enough.

He’s never satisfied

Until your flame has died,

Snuffed out by his dark side.

By then his grin’s as wide

As some cream-licking cat.

Though preaching peace and that,

His word is worthless tat;

He’ll rase your homeland...

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I am a woman up to the tips of my hair.

I am a woman by spirit and nature.

Like no one, I’ve got an innate flair.

As no one, I need a daily rapture.

I can make an elephant out of a fly,

My ‘yes’ a man can never deny.

I do not burn in the fire,

In the water, I do not sink,

I know exactly who is a liar,

And know what a man thinks.

Of course, I can st...

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I have been ordered not to share my poetry on this site anymore by a family member of mine, i have deleted my poems but left my cherished ones. I suppose this is my goodbye.

i wish you all well 😊

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All pop stars have their stalkers – while most
are merely a nuisance, others can be rather irksome.

Take the case of Rory Rocking Rogers,
my stage name, who became the victim of a
fame-obsessed denizen of the ocean.

While making a pop video in Ilfracombe,
that famed resort in the English county of Devonshire,
to promote new single, I’m Ravaged By Your Devotion,
the make-up lady told m...

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Looking over the terms of my surrender 

I can’t help but feel the Germans were treated better 

you’ve got me down to my last dollar

 making me swear I’ll love you forever 

I’m reading paragraph seven 

where you maintain I must obey your every decision 

there’s an asterisk attached to that section 

that defines “enthusiastic submission” 

I’ve read the thi...

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Fall into the absolute 

Quandaring on the resolute

Pitch perfect vocational education 

Synchronized consultations of the useless 

Standing with dexterity 

Increasing load off center 

Reinforced foundation 

Sinking in the shifting sands

Baptized 

Symbolic repentance 

Loftly lifted 

Unto a life unscripted 

Into the bounds of resistance 

Forming  natural sk...

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I came back in time to see the apples change color. 
Shades of crimson dripped from such delicious skin, only to be left to dream amongst the branches
Too majestic to eat
I waited for the feeling to return but it was buried so deep I no longer could find it. 
So I poured myself some coffee and forced the pen upon the page
In search for the words once again. 
I ponder here 
Still waiting 
B...

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How fortunate those who take a lifetime's voyage aboard the Good Ship "Friend",

For they are on a journey whose joy will only ever end

When time and tide run out together and the sun of life slips away

And sees body and soul drift off forever to discover come what may

Beyond the clasp of human hand and the cheering word

That friendship offers the open heart willing to hear and be he...

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I cast away my ego just to see you smile,

Only to watch you vanish like a ghost in the night.

That specter still haunts me,

Each time I remember you,

Stealing my rest.

Surely, it lingers to teach me a lesson.

I hope it’s something valuable,

Something to make me stronger,

To help me understand this abandonment,

And fill this void inside.

I am not alone; your spect...

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England now is stretched too thin

twixt

Birdsong and where throng begin

The thicket and the wooded edge

retreat

as does the honoured pledge

Now where two worlds existed clear

jaded

shades of life appear

Diminished of their rich appeal

devoured

by destructive zeal

Each precious field each sacred stone

buried

like a flesh stripped b...

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A new century of enlightenment beckoned

The age of women’s suffrage had begun,

A young girl born in downtown New York,

Unaware of the greatness soon to be won

Eight kicks, one stroke, the eight-beat crawl.

Propelled like a torpedo down the lane

World and national records blown from the water

Seven in one afternoon. This was her domain.

Paris, nineteen twenty-four,...

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To sit and stare.

Cumington Stacks - Scotland.

A verbal understanding.

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The cruelty of the world we woke up to,

A tapestry of lies and deception.

Hopes bestowed, dreams squashed.

Duped with their sweet words 

Our trust we gave them, shuttered they were.

We thought it would be better with them,

Regrets now siege within us.

We thought they were one of us, 

Wolves in sheep clothes they really were.

Where is the sweetest of our promise...

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thoughts at an art show

“… amongst the brightest artists currently working in this medium,

she offers us the opportunity to reflect on poststructuralism’s

most pressing ontological questions …”

The Artful Eye Magazine review

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Clichéd,

devoid of style.

Rip-off of my old stuff,

things I was doing years ago.

No life …

Established artist, 57

Ne...

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All I hear is the tinnitus ring 

And a fan 

My heart is beating

But I don't feel alive 

Numb to the pain of being alive 

I assert a separate role

This body laid on the laminate floor 

But my spirit is elsewhere 

Exit the body 

And enter the stratosphere 

Watching a planet 

Peopled with busy lives 

And anxious thoughts 

The pain of lost lives and broken hearts...

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The spells of illusions and deception,  
where whispers weave through the fabric of faith,  
modernity dances to a tune,  
a trend in vogue, cloaked in shadows.  
God-fearing hearts, and demonic shadows,  
all donning masks,  
mastering the tricks of the unseen.

You bow five times a day reading namaz,  
words of tawakkul spill forth,  
yet in the quiet of your longing,  
the lure of wh...

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Today's homework is: arrive in Paris
But this is maths, sir
Yes. Les devoirs sont to arrive in Paris
But sir, how do we get there?
That's the homework

I know, sir
Yes?
My aunty lives in Hull
Fascinating, fascinating
No really, sir, you can get the ferry to Zebrugge
But then you'll be in Belgium
Then you can catch a bus to Lille and then another bus to Amiens and…
How do you know all ...

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There are three strings missing

On my violin,

I think of touching the last one,

But it’s very delicate and thin,

Outside the dusty window

And closed-compact walls,

Is a road that goes far

And stands tall.

Down that easy road,

Bearing risks of a rough patch,

Some blind-trustingly go aboard,

While some get weighed down

By the fear of detach.

There are...

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Yesterday Forever that's where I want to be
Yesterday forever a place of sanctuary 
Yesterday forever together you and me
Yesterday forever will set my spirit free
Yesterday forever 

Live for the here and now they say
Embrace today with a healthy glow
Enjoy the moment it's all you have
One day at a time is the way to go
Tomorrow is a mystery oh really
I don't believe a word hey ho
Yes...

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Poem after Isabel Galleymore.

The cute beaded sequin-embellished firefly
 embroidered to the front of a recyclable blue
  loves to be on the show so much.
Fashion arrays, boutique sales, forest floors,
and decades of its shimmery are uncounted everywhere.
When the invitation for us to meet outside is there,
  the cute beaded sequin-embellished firefly is
a neon sign announcing a caf...

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I do things

It helps;

Climb,

Run

Swim

Gym

Things.

Evading life or embracing it?

I don’t know

does it matter if it works?

I won’t stop doing things.

It somehow makes me better outside.

And in.

Maybe... 

It works

It’s enough.

Nothing else has a lasting effect.

So I do this.

To cope.

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You are unstoppable

Everything is possible

Just believe in yourself

Not rust on the back shelf

Be brave and take that risk

The journey may be slow or brisk                    

But you have the full power

To handle your dreams like a flower

The road can be quite bumpy

And at times, you may feel grumpy

But never lose hope or give up

Just keep going, like a free-flow...

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I don’t want no Staycation

I’m not that kind of holiday guy

I’d rather not drive to some coastal location

When there’s budget ways to fly

I want to fall foul of Parking Patrol

Get mentally stressed and shout

I want to queue at Passport Control

Have breakfast with lager or stout

I want to remove my trainers and belt

Fill trays with keys and coins

Want to have...

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Morning

Wandering merchants angle about the bazaar wondering if their gold intake will take them far. The birds ruffle in their cages, the callers call out their wares, the buyers hold their hands behind their back as they lean in to inspect the peaches and the pears.  With time, the smells, the sounds, the cleaving of the meat. Get it all here my friends get it all. Get your merman and yo...

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the house built on the rock

does not collapse in the storm

yet those stones will drown you

in the flood if you are tied to it.

the prince-maker lay the cards

on the table in black & white

as squares on a chess board

the art of war was forewarned.

Alexander's father / Philip the.2nd

    Roman ruler - Julius Ceasar 

          & horseback emperor small.man Napoleon

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Whatever you've done today

It doesn't matter now, the sign states

its time for a parade 

for the tiny tippy tappers to escapade

You've seen the sights

Blinded by all the flashing lights

You've filled the senses with a pungent repulse

Tollerated the tube and the intolerance

Now you're back to the place of dreams

Where walls and ceilings go bump in the night

H...

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