Used to be

I could get all the news I need

on the weather report

When days

were long

and darker times came in short

I could gather all the news I need

on the weather report

Hey, I've got nothing to do today

but cry

and to cry and to cry and to cry

for what's going on

is this the only dying world

our greed's brought.

Most ...

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Bad influences can be accessed on mobiles anytime.

Your child  could be sat next to you watching dirty grime.

Guide and train your child down the proper path to go.

A foundation of good values ,a blessing as they continue to grow.

If a child doesn't know what is right and what is wrong,

It becomes much harder to decide as they go along.

Bring them up to say please and Thankyou ...

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Oh, dear citizen, so pathetically serene,
Waiting for greatness to descend, like a divine dream.
Ha...ha...ha... The absurdity is rich!
You crave excellence, but effort's a distant itch.
You point fingers, blame the system, the fate, the skies,
But your own inertia's the anchor that denies.

Wake up, dear slumberer, and shatter the chains,
Your country's greatness begins with your own stra...

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The kowtowing of billionaires like Zuckerberg, Bezos, Altman, Soon-Shiong and even Mickey Mouse to Donald Trump is a chilling indictment of power’s moral decay. Ann Telnaes, a Pulitzer-winning cartoonist, dared to expose this disgraceful subservience in an unpublished cartoon for The Washington Post, only to see her work silenced by the very institution meant to champion free expression—owned by J...

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we all face the front

in the x-ray section on

chairs marked A&E

© Graham R Sherwood 1/25

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Picking up the internal slack,
invoking an inward tension
that emboldens one to face the day
and the prospects of oncoming ones.
Wet cheeks reveal visible cues,
flipping calendars, leaf upon leaf:
          . . . existing surrenders,
like a sparkled after-rain,
bringing a moist crystalline relief
               that fills the cracks
and mends the broken places.
 
 

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Roses, are red,

     Violets are gray,

(have you noticed lingo speak to try to introduce pedophilia as socially acceptable? Apparently, we are sign posted to acknowledge 'child sex workers' while being deterred from use of language stating the barbaric taking of trust and innocense of children by pedophiles exploiting and raping them)

         I want an end to this life and,

...

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Beneath the hum of steel, a low hymn wove,
The scent of coal and damp wool thick in the air,
We lingered—two lives held in time’s alcove,
A fragile stillness, fleeting, rare.

Her laughter rippled, soft as falling rain,
A river carving silent paths through stone.
Each word she spoke ignited bright and plain,
Fireflies flickering where dreams had grown.

Beside the berth, her gaze a dista...

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Far, far away beneath a southern sky

where unfamiliar stars shimmered on high

and Uluru loomed through the pale moonlight

Anangu tribesmen danced for our delight.

They danced a tale of how they’d live and die

far, far away beneath a southern sky

their history not based on written word

but verbally so everybody heard

a chronicle of sixty thousand years,

survived...

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The trip to Kenya cost ten grand.

They put ten tons of CO² in the air

and went on safari in a ten ton truck.

Someone mentioned climate change...

Do they care?

Do they fuck!

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Wherever the wind may lead,

That's where I'll follow, free.

To embrace the wild trees,

And hear the frogs' soft croak,

Becoming an explorer at heart.

Through meadows wide and rivers deep,

Where the sun and shadows softly meet,

I'll chase the dawn and greet the night,

With stars above as guiding light.

No map, no path, just endless skies,

A world unknown befo...

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Congrat’s due to you, Sir Sadiq,

The fascists’ New Year’s looking bleak,

A brown man’s been honoured,

He’s top of his manor.

Who's having a right fit of pique?

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh 5th January 2025

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Tatjana Debeljački vs Noris Roberts Interview
 
Lawyer, writer, Peace Ambassador, and I also read that you are a designer?
Lawyer: Yes, I'm a lawyer and I’ve worked in my profession ever since I graduated from college.
It is very difficult to practice law in Venezuela because there is no real impartiality. Everything is very biased and politicized. Justice is not blind; it has eyes and a point...

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Here's to the start of a new chapter:

a novel(la) I will start

and hopefully finish!

With plenty of opportunities

and plenty of possibilities

here's to Balorahm and The Darkborn! (title may change)

Balorahm, did you know? 

That your happiness would sow

yet another tree-of-life

with the roots deep down below. 

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“Taliesin, don’t be sad if you’re alone
on Ynys Môn you have battled mightily,
despair will bring us no advantage
no woman sees what supports her.
Courage is invisible. Study The Mabinogion
God will not violate his promises.
We must suffer in Gwyddno’s weir
where our stand against the Saesneg invaders
will end in defeat! We must learn how to fail
better, being sad will not a...

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Memento Mori

Sun shone through the greying lace,

And highlighted her wrinkled face.

Dormant now, no signs of breath,

Not unexpected, a timely death.

Months of pain relieved by time,

Old age being nature’s ultimate crime.

A better place her soul now seeks,

Drying tears nestled on hollowed cheeks.

This disappearing woman faded from sight,

Unnoticed, she left us all...

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2051 A SPACE ODDITY

By the Urban Poet

Gas-like mist rolls over the gritty dunes

and strange shaped, granite like rocks 

Multi coloured clouds form like plumes

of smoke spreading across the eerie plain

Periods of extreme quiet give way to what would seem like peels of distant thunder

accompanied by a gentle surface tremor

As if playing out a sinister rhythmic sequence

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We played in the street when we were kids,

gathering around 'our' lampost like it was a totem,

making music with dustbin lids.

Well!

 that was 'til the 'rude-boys' came

in their metal-shod brown boots,

they played a different game

swamping the air with harsh laugter.

And the fighting?

Well!

that came soon after.

We stood back from the ...

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I want to remember you like this.

I want to remember us like this.

In the years ahead when you’ll be across the room

And I’ll barely rise from the bed,

I want to remember what it felt like

When we were giddy in love.

I want to remember the feeling of our hearts

With every chance we’d get

To smile and get lost in a lingering kiss.

I want to remember when our knees we...

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He were born in later summer

When the wheat sheafs fly

For they found her near the hayrick

By his infant cry

She were laid to rest where rabbits play

And wheat stalks thin

She unwelcome in the churchyard

On account of sin.

He were welcomed as the Corn Child

At the Harvest Home.

The ploughman’s daughter nursed him

Who had lost her own.

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Hey you, let’s sit and talk…

Unless you want to go for a walk…

I want you to listen to me carefully…

And take what I say very seriously…

You are doing absolutely great…

So just hold on, watch and wait…

How your life gradually unfolds…

You will be winning a line of golds…

Relax and don’t take any more stress…

You have confidently walked over the mess…

Just learn to bel...

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Across a buzzing crowded room
I spy you and suddenly swoon
I like the way you glide and move
And dig your crazy groove
You smile and I say hello to you
And wow I am no longer blue
I look deep into your eyes
They sparkle a nice surprise 

Nobody is looking 
Kiss me slow
Kiss me quick
Take a chance
Kiss me now
Kiss me quick

I buy you a cocktail drink
Cheers our glasses clink
We la...

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Writing poetry

for me

is prayer dancing on the page,

melodies pouring out of my heart,

emotions wrapped in exquisite paper,

ecstasy and sorrow holding hands.

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Please, read my poem in the comments!

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She is the first child, the one and only, 

The cherished grandchild of the family. 

We remember her as a cute little baby, 

Like the morning sun painting the sky so brightly. 

One afternoon, her mother called her to bathe, 

But as the water spilled, without her mother see, 

Her tiny little feet chose to flee, 

Toward my...

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I looked from my window and what did I see?
Covered in snow, the Walton Christmas Tree!
As they predicted, heavy snow fell overnight.
So I woke up this morning to a beautiful sight!

The tree looked so amazing on this 12th day.
If only a day or two longer the tree could stay!
But tradition is tradition, so today it must go.
But what a way to depart, all sprinkled in snow!

So, I jumped...

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The kiddie-giggling boy-men types,

Who shape our tastes and fuel our gripes,

Are like a zebra with no stripes.

Their views today are painted on;

Those of the past are long, long gone.

They rule the culture like machines,

And serve up, bite-sized, on our screens,

An option menu for our dreams.

The bad ones will be swept away;

Nice shall prevail day after day.

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I never asked for this disease no nobody ever asked me no I didn't want to be a stupiet junkie a pill poper or a wineo, no when inqas a kid I want to be a pro wrestler not to wrestler with demons 

I never fancy the shakes never wanted to be peroinord nor did I want the dirty skin I'm which addiction brings, the smell of yourself after 3 days of no washing and self harm or the dirty trick the de...

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My heart is not the same.

It is worn and torn,

But every now and then

I feel it beat...

And I know

That You're still there.

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Tethered by your memory,
you come back time and again.
And here you are once more.

And that's kind of the problem.
You visit all the time without being here
when all I want is just a while longer with you.

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As the morning goes into 

The arms of the evening,

And the sky turns pink,

Not all bonds stay linked;

One's wing kisses another's,

And the clock fails to cling,

And the time drops, a little too fast,

As two residents of air 

Fall from grace 

To forever rest 

On the earth's surface.

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Cornwall in January. 

Church bells ringing through the rain

Seagull perched upon the highest rooftop

Blackbirds skating through the sky

Clouds sobbing against my windowpane

Chimney tops spluttering like an old man in pain

A congregation of little houses huddled undercover of black slate

Jostling for a view of the sea

Blotted out by a sheet of grey—

This is...

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Before I begin I ought to insert

A warning by way of a spoiler alert;

Your ears best plug up and your eyes best avert

For a tale you might find a bit racy -

The Ballad of Gavin and Stacey.

The story's finale was screened Christmas Day;

I missed it myself much to my dismay,

We'd not been at home but spent Christmas away

But couldn't wait to learn, I confess

If Smithy...

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don't take it too seriously 

inside of these minds lie

the Graveyards of Empires 

the smile on the face betraying

only irreverence and irony 

at this meeting of disciplines

and athletic hopefuls

the game isn't nearly over

and many ideas are yet to rise

and be lost to the recesses of time

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The nothing 

there’s a parasite 
that slips inside the mind 
found on every corner 
even in the water 

it attacks at night 
leaves you non-responsive inside 
if it reaches the heart 
you’re gonna be a goner 

it’s the nothing 
it doesn’t have a “y” 
it’s something 
that eats up our lives 

the nothing 
taking up our time 
shitting out money 
leaving you dead inside 

the ch...

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In 1969 Jimi Hendrix formed ‘Gypsy Sun and Rainbow’ after dis-banding ‘The Experience,’ and closed the Woodstock festival following 2 nights of torrential rain, which delayed their historic performance ‘till the following morning.

JIMI

Through the distant sound of thunder

Threatening late August sun.

A mass of biblical proportion

Went looking for the chosen one.

Leaving sunlit t...

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I run all around, and I

Jump up and down, but no

Matter the distance traveled,

I still feel pinned down.

I could move out of state,

I could even change my name,

I could raise an army against her, but I'm

Pinned to the ground.

The part of me that needs to please,

That part emerges in my dreams,

It yells, it screams, it cries, it teems

With rage-

That sh...

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The lighter flickers in the alley mist, a Lionel Richie wannabe dancing in the idea of his dream. Gathering stalk, she stays upon the hill looking down watching the scene unfold in terrored delight. The sight was surreal as the moon danced in the clouds peering down at us in everlasting light. The night was thick. Heavy with sweat he danced through the alley, a glistening disco ball with curled ha...

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Searching for the right words to say...

Settling for a simple, "How was your day?".

Something superficial offering no real direction,

Ravenous for a deeper connection.

Small talk about the weather,

Hyperaware of the lack of interests shared together.

"How's work? How has your family been?"

The veil of reality getting painfully thin.

What's the point of searching f...

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Walking along the beach,

The. cold wind blowing in my face.

Trickling through fingers , the sand

Returns to its creator,connected,

Wishing for the sun's warmth.

The seasons come and go.

Planets exist,collide ,re-emerge.

Dimensions are born in the moment.

Infinite particles.    

Waiting for connection

Through the minds eye,

A wanting for the muse  to come

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A serpentine saviour

Won't be a saviour

At all, and irony

Irrigates this soil,

After all;

Yet there's a minor chord

Humbly persisting in truth,

A minor skew tending

Towards what we should do:

Some thinly-veiled idealism

That might guide

Our better angels still,

If only we can find

That spark of life

In the silt...

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Another star twinkles its last
And yet the sky does not mourn

Only the moon weeps gently
Behind the wisps of clouds
But still the golden star will rise
Breaking horizons line
In reds, pinks and yellow
and the land answers with song.

Only the sea whispers gently
Against the grey rocks
Bubbling through the pebbles
Murmuring of memories
But still the mountains stand
Defiant and stron...

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Tired and lonesome in this cold shield

The crops have dried yet it is damp in this field

A hasty man lets out a long awaited sigh

There is a great ugly spider climbing up my thigh

The wind is windy yet the sun is cold

The walls i live within is riddled with mould

I try to stay warm yet all of my jumpers are wet

There are no coats hung up, there are no blankets left

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Across a road, a tranquil sight

Where animals graze to a shepherds delight

In the warm glow of a spring's dawn

A summer's heat is soon to be born

But across this tranquil hill

Is where the "looney's" roam and madness spills

Torn from family's and lost to war

Their minds scream through a padded door

Nurses rush to aid the wounded

Thrashing and yelling - who woul...

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Tells you will tale me

I waited and waited, all my precious time I don't wait 

You left me bitterly one winter night

I never hurt like that before.
Left only with your crime stealthing for my company before I knew you hadn't

Before I knew what's lost in the dark might not be alone

A lyric I hid for him & he heard me, he heard as a sharp call in the fall

he's been answering me in...

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Happy New Year to all at WOL! 

I Sailed across a stormy sea

I wonder what became of me?

Perhaps I settled in a far off land

Where palm trees grow through golden sand?

Or, do I still sail the many seas:

A ghost ship wearing the ghost of me?

Or, maybe, Atlantis dragged me to shore

And there I wander in untold awe?

In time, we build this ship ourselves, 

as the wind...

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