Political Will won't, will it?
Deception comes in many forms
And takes on many guises
Expected tricks and underhands,
As unforeseen surprises
It strips away trust's sweet veneer
It crushes hope's foundations
But when it creates indifference
It destroys united nations.
Tuesday 1st May 2012 2:12 pm
Tweet, Tweet.
I've transformated, morphasised,
I've bent, reformed, aligned.
Embraced and moulded with some zeal;
included and combined.
So now I'm out there, chick at large,
pouring forth my thoughts;
compelled to brief to unknown screens,
providing my reports.
When snuggled in my rain-soaked nest.
When waiting for my tea.
When just about to fly the nest,
th...
Saturday 28th April 2012 4:31 pm
Worms and Cheese
Now getting in first is valid advice
thus staying ahead of the game
to obtain the slightest advantage
is Mister Successful's aim
in a dog eating dog situation
taking leads is a winning approach
reward and acknowledged achievement
is surely beyond our reproach
but sometimes a little reflection
and restraint can prevent us a fall
to understand that th...
Monday 9th April 2012 11:46 pm
Things aren't always what they seem to be.
Two medic students dwelt one day
observing new admissions
and visually assessed each walk
then mused upon conditions
'A slipped disc' came a knowing nod
'I'm afraid I beg to differ,
Haemorrhoids I'm sure it is,
a slipped disc walk is stiffer'
Keen to settle their dispute
they approached the man with care,
for he had a worried look
and a disconce...
Monday 9th April 2012 8:02 pm
Suspicions confirmed
The dog had gone, the children scattered
The family atmosphere was shattered
And once the In-laws had departed
I confessed, yes, was I who'd farted.
Monday 2nd April 2012 10:53 pm
On going reflective
I was a certainly single guy.
She became a lover.
And then my mistress.
And a friend.
She was soon my Partner,
my Lover, my Mistress and my Friend.
The love was fractured;
and with that went the Lover,
the Mistress,
and eventually Partner too.
I contented with the friend.
Yes, I contented with the friend.
Alas without the Lover and the Mistr...
Thursday 15th March 2012 2:35 pm
Kind? Not my kind; unkind
When things that appear as they should do
turn out to be nothing but fake
and their form and position and physique
take shape for appearances sake
when so often we're clearly deluded
and substance is masked from our view
we behold and embrace and take comfort
well what else can we reasonably do
but some things are there to be questioned
should not be al...
Saturday 10th March 2012 11:03 pm
Growing up
In a long ago time when the world was fine and the sun shone every day.
Where the grass grew green and the air blew clean there was always time to play.
Then falls from trees and fresh scraped knees where just one part of life.
As meal times passed we survived the fast untouched by any strife.
When football games were played in frames until dusk wrap it's cloak.
A stic...
Tuesday 28th February 2012 1:12 pm
Goodbye
Goodbye!
All my thoughts and feelings were focused on her;
she struggled stoically,
fighting against the obvious rising tide,
not wanting to lose control,
for me, for her, for the others on the platform.
I'll never know, I'll never see her again.
Slowly we moved away, she never moved.
Hanging out from the carriage window she watched me,
and I her, until...
Wednesday 8th February 2012 4:27 pm
poem
Blinding bright the winter light
strikes out against the chill
reviving life and spirit
as perched up atop the hill
it reaches through the laden clouds
strikes all who lay below
warms, restores, promotes, implores
instils a rosy glow
the visits though infrequent treats
remind us of the force
sustaining through truncated days
as the season wends ...
Saturday 28th January 2012 6:24 pm
Cupid and Psyche
The best in me has brought the most happiness
and, in seemingly equal measure, sorrow.
When the lesson is learned at last
how brief the time left lasts;
how I've portrayed the images of passion,
bleak pictures of the incompatibility of man and woman.
Nimue pursuing and tantalising Merlin.
The clasping, desperate embrace of Phyllis to Demophon.
The mermaid ...
Tuesday 24th January 2012 2:03 pm
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