Remember to buy yourself flowers
Remember to buy yourself flowers
And to smile at the things you don’t know
It’s only children that own super powers
And we gain ours helping them grow
Know that love is a blade that can cut you
But it’s hate that will poison your blood
And with time all your truths will come untrue
There are things you don’t know, but you could
And the voice in your head that keeps talki...
Tuesday 31st January 2023 11:20 pm
The Traveller
I rode a wave across the sea to find a girl to marry me
But the wave dissolved and the girl too free
So I fell in love with a part of me
The traveller that rides the waves
Under starry skies, past rich man’s graves
So, the wave dissolved and the girl too free
But that paved the path to loving me
I have a twinkle in my eye
And the charm of traveller who does not lie
...Tuesday 31st January 2023 11:17 pm
Hopscotch
When you’ve been down for so long that your head starts to pop and you know that you’re drowning and know you can’t stop. When you know that there’s rhyme but you can’t see the reason and your head go on strike and your heart commits treason. When your stomach is turning, anxiety high, when your blues say hello and your hopes say goodbye. And confusion is squatting in the halls of your mind, wh...
Thursday 17th June 2021 11:58 am
There's a life
There is a life I can imagine, I could see us living there
We are dancing naked in a field, the girls have flowers in their hair
The 60’s are reborn again, Love is plentiful and free
We didn’t build a church to it, we just stopped to plant a tree
The factories became galleries, we adorned them with our art
We burned the houses of parliament, began a fresh new start
We made sundia...
Thursday 13th May 2021 11:19 am
Fuck ups
I’m not all sunsets and pan pipes - I’ll be drumbeats and thunder too
I’m sometimes more cataclysm than shooting star - sometimes less happy than being blue
I’m the archetype of a pessimist but also the joker that made him smile
I’m the vibrancy of a summer’s day and the stab of misguided guile
I’m the grit that fell in the Vaseline and the tongue that licked it clean
I’m the s...
Saturday 3rd October 2020 12:57 pm
Are You
Are you cursing your fatness or hating your thin
Are you holding your breath ‘til your life can begin
Do you want for more money, or wish to be younger
Did you forget to say grace while tongue-tied by hunger
Could your lifestyle be better, was your childhood messed up
When your glass was half empty did you go steal a cup
Does the sun shine too bright, does the moon seem too ...
Saturday 3rd October 2020 12:41 pm
Sunshine
I love you like an atheist makes the sign of the cross; out of reflex, with no real hope of finding salvation or heaven.
I watch you like I’m a firefly trapped in a jar, sometimes envying the finality of the moth that was free enough to find its own flame to ride into peace.
I find you in the lines of love stories, the clink of a knife upon a glass, in proclamations left unsai...
Saturday 27th June 2020 3:39 pm
What do you do?
What do you do when you can’t find your smile and you look to the floor and you stare for a while and your poems sound like paper and your cheese tastes like bread, tap your foot for the demons that dance in your head. And you can’t find the light that shines out of your soul because you sold it for diamonds that you put in a hole, and your spade it got broken and covered in rust so you ...
Tuesday 5th November 2019 4:24 pm
2019
The year is 2019
The U.K and U.S have been taken over by xenophobic sociopaths with floppy hair
People haven’t got time to notice the absurdity, because they’re working 6 jobs
The retirement age is about to be raised to 103
My mate John paid more tax than Amazon did last year - John is a cleaner
We all still miss Freddie Mercury immensely
There’s an app that can track planes acro...
Thursday 26th September 2019 11:20 pm
You want a writing tip?
Get cheated on
Fall for somebody who can’t love you back
Have a breakdown/ a depression
In an abundancy of lack
Set sail upon a voyage
On a prison ship of demons
Your hands chained up in rhymes
While they keelhaul all your reasons
Drown yourself in sorrow
While you’re swimming for the light
Evaporate the line that divides
Your day and night
F...
Friday 26th April 2019 8:23 pm
Behind the Thoughts
I’m smoke on a lung, a line never written
A talk without words, an act of contrition
A scarecrow, a jester, a hullabaloo
Not the thing that you asked for
But the one that will do
The most serious nonsense that never transpired
An energy spike in the night when you’re tired
I’m wired, I’m bricks, I’m a skylight on acid
I’m electro shock therapy
Until you lay placid
...Friday 1st March 2019 11:20 am
Fred
Fred was an old guy with wrinkly hands
He sat on a bench, by the church, near my Nan’s
He had a limp in his walk and a turn in his eye
He never spoke out, just watched people go by
Fred was the type that no one understands
He’d push on his stick to get up when he stands
His stick held a diamond, his neck held a scar
He wore rainbow trousers that looked quite bizarre
Fred, he had storie...
Monday 3rd September 2018 2:05 am
Heart Wide Open
She had that ‘heart wide open’ thing going on,
the one that you find more often in
small children than in adults.
I stared into her eyes and noticed that she
looked upwards at the world in hope.
Like the roof had been torn off her soul but she was still
brave enough to stand vigil, anticipating a day when
sunlight may come pouring in via the breach.
She had that ‘heart wid...
Friday 11th August 2017 12:14 pm
Candlelit
She said I’d never been good at goodbyes
As she sat there with candlelit eyes
And the tear on her cheek
Said what she couldn’t speak
Because tear drops can never tell lies
There’s a silence when people they go
A void for emotion to grow
A missed beat of two hearts
When a lover departs
It’s the way of the world don’t you know
Ged Thompson
Thursday 10th August 2017 3:02 pm
I dreamt of a girl.
I dreamt of a girl.
She wore ribbons in her hair, said it was
“Because the wind longs to dance with it”
A faraway look her eyes, like a woman
Who had travelled to madness and back
Returned with only one truth, that love
Is the only thing worth going mad with
The curves of her body hugged her dress
Like a serpent exploring a new layer of skin
Intuition of a witch and...
Wednesday 9th August 2017 10:07 pm
She was the type of girl.
She was the type of girl.
She helped people because it was the only way she knew to be happy. Built them up in a world where people got so battered down they could only grow sideways at times. Preferred complement over critique because she felt every god damn thing that they did. If she listened with her heart for someone she loved; she could hear a silent tear fall into their pillow from th...
Monday 1st May 2017 1:29 pm
Timelessly
And she whispered words like lemon drops so that only he could hear
Then hid away the best of her, so that only he could see her.
And she made a pillow from his chest and an anchor from his heart
Then fell asleep so timelessly, with a prayer they’d never part.
Ged Thompson
Monday 1st May 2017 1:27 pm
Scouse Cinderella
Julie was a Scouse Cinderella
Brought up by hard women and their opinions
Crawling through a tunnel of aunties
Who loved to put the boot in to pretty things
Because they could never be pretty too
A sensitive soul, ever so beautiful
Fallen to the bottom of a matriarchy
Of quick wits and sharp tongues
Self esteem raped by their judgements
At drunken family parties
That...
Monday 1st May 2017 1:23 pm
Calamity John
Calamity John
With and an old man’s eyes and a young man’s wink
Calamity John sat down to drink
His fingers stained with nicotine
While he talked about what might of been
And a look of misadventure never found.
He’d travelled the world from an old arm chair
With a remote control as he sat there
Making plans he’d later piss against the wall
And now and then...
Tuesday 29th November 2016 5:11 pm
Show me your sad face…
Show me your sad face…
Show me your sad face.
The one you hide from the world
I’ll let you know its ok
I won’t try to fix it
I promise.
Show me your sad face
The secret one you don’t like
I won’t try to figure it out
Or find the answer.
Show me your sad face
Or the one when you cry
Show me the face
Only shown to your pillow.
Show me the darkness
That you hide in the light
Beneat...
Wednesday 29th April 2015 12:15 am
Ether
Cast soft eyes on the world around you
Forge your promises in steel
Let your words and your actions be true
Take your hopes and make them real
Wednesday 29th April 2015 12:08 am
The Little Flower Boy
The Little Flower Boy
The little boy he found a seed that may become a flower.
He took it home to keep it safe within an ivory tower
He placed it on the window ledge in bedding made of soil
Then gave it food and shaded it so sunlight would not spoil
One day he saw a sprout of green, week later, tiny leaf
Hopes that once where dreams to him gave birth to true belief
...Tuesday 14th April 2015 7:44 pm
A Certain Type Of Fool
A Certain Type Of Fool
And she showed me the scars on her torso.
Not on the ribs, just underneath
Inside
Next to
Her
Heart.
I think she thought I was wise,
I protested in vein
To declare my
Identity as
The fool
That I
Am
I know no answers as regards life
Its mysteries or queries
Or cruelty
Or why
We
Get
Scarred
She ...
Tuesday 14th April 2015 7:16 pm
Promises Starward
The wind blew softly in the trees, echoing an aria of nature around the newly sprouting leaves of spring, as if the wind was christening their entry into the physical world with a gentle playful turbulence. This was a time of night but darkness was further away from her than it had ever been. The flames of the fire danced like a hundred blue and orange wood sprites striving towards the heavens b...
Tuesday 7th April 2015 1:45 am
And
And…
And love is where you find it not where you wish to grace.
In shadows, rain and blowing in the wind.
And faith is where you hide it, not where you choose to place.
In hearts and not the madness of the mind.
And future, past and now are found in the person one is now.
Not the person once we knew or used to be.
And religion isn’t found in books, in templ...
Sunday 8th March 2015 11:20 pm
Silent Truth
Silent truth
And a thousand eyes smile for those who know what love is.
Such a smile could never be traced over lips.
For lips they show emotion as gates to guarded words.
As barriers to the unspoken breath.
But the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.
Are not indulged such a protection.
Shining silently like stars.
A light adorns their gentleness.
Contorti...
Tuesday 10th February 2015 12:58 am
Neutiquam erro
Neutiquam erro
What things define our destiny in the games of chance we play?
When children born in a new world hold guilt of yesterday
What weight we place upon them as we pass to them our fear
What burdens carry forward that may have stayed with yesteryear
As cycles known and cycles shown, tarry on for years to come
We prove our non existence via; Cognito, ergo sum
For ...
Saturday 7th February 2015 9:39 pm
Grey Children
Grey Children
I stepped outside the madness, then the mad ones, called me mad
I stepped outside the sadness and the sad ones called me sad
I chose the sun shine not the rain, I took a gamblers bet
I got labelled an outsider by those standing in the wet
The things they said I could not do I smiled and questioned why?
They said “That’s how it’s got to be” I told them that’s a ...
Friday 6th February 2015 1:16 am
Madness on The Moon
Madness on the Moon
I dreamt of these people who lived on the moon
Made war with each other and angered too soon
Dropped bombs on each other, their leaders all lied
Paranoia the norm while they plotted and spied
They poisoned their planet to drive bigger cars
It all seemed quite silly, they can’t live on mars!
When someone came homeless they just got ignored
Then they ...
Friday 30th January 2015 9:24 pm
When I meet her in the night.
When I meet her in the night
I had a date with silence last night, I remember what she said
She gently cuddled up to me then kissed me on the head.
She emptied thoughts out of my mind and poured herself inside
Then mercury that had set fast, slowly, began to glide.
No thoughts to fuel emotions and no actions from what’s felt
Then from the top she trickled down and ...
Thursday 29th January 2015 9:49 am
Zen it happened
Zen it happened
When you forget what they told you you are
Then you will know what you really are
I’m here to show you nothingness
And when you are nothing
You are everywhere
You are everything
You are everybody
And They
And you
Are not.
GT 27/01/15
Thursday 29th January 2015 1:17 am
Hearts & Thorns
Hearts & Thorns
Romantic hearts will always bleed on Narcissistic thorn
Ad infinitum this occurs until compassion born
So those who give but little should not ever see a lot
Some riches can be found in seeing worth in what you’ve got
A reach too far, a want too much, will make a rich man poor
He fails to see things he holds that others may adore
GT 27/01/1...
Tuesday 27th January 2015 1:10 am
Disinter
Disinter
Would you have the courage to disinter dream, to let sands of time take away what has been.
To hold your own peace under spiritual threat and give a smile at the ending of mournful regret.
To see children as teachers and evil men too. Until you know silence as silence knows you.
Or lay patient in mourning for a time pain will pass when a vision of future i...
Wednesday 21st January 2015 10:08 pm
The Train Ride
Things that Children teach us…
A crisp packet waltzes disjointedly across the grey concrete floor of the railway platform in the wind, with all the grace of a drunken great uncle dancing the Macarena at a boozy Irish christening. Shards of light cascade briskly through the fast moving clouds and a solitary leaf takes to flight as if falling upwards towards heaven. Like as if th...
Sunday 11th January 2015 11:34 pm
An Aphorism Of Mystery
Mystery haunts knowledge like a sweet aria abating on dead ears.
Sunday 11th January 2015 11:29 pm
One thinks
One thinks
The twists and turns and fails and learns?
What life’s about, the truth or doubt?
The wheat from chaff, to cry or laugh?
The body’s soul or minds black hole?
The gentle words, the sky, the birds?
Why are we here, for love not fear?
But how to write to get this right?
Not prose just rhyme. Just rhyme this time.
One thinks
GT 06/01/14
Wednesday 7th January 2015 12:03 am
Rhetoric
I’ve found Angels haunting darkness and some riddles clear as answers
Seen evil help the weakest soul saw new lives start with cancers
Studied rocks to learn to fly found learning in forgetting
Saw blood and bone return to dust then watched the new sun setting
Pondered if there is a soul and at what price would I sell
Contemplated on the afterlife and tales the mystics tel...
Sunday 28th December 2014 11:42 pm
Palaces of Words
Palaces of words.
We search for truth in thought, build palaces of words and pyramids of philosophy, but how often do these palaces become crystal unclear prisons and our pyramids lead us to be encapsulated in our own sarcophagus.
How often is all this philosophising an exercise in futility, the seeds of idealistic theorising sown on council estate pavements that only seem to hold...
Saturday 19th July 2014 12:07 am
Whenever
Whenever
Whenever snow falls or sun shines
When mothers laugh or children cry
Through tiny cracks and broken lines
If men are born and when they die
Tiny diamonds haunt the sky
Fierce fires that burn with light
We never question how or why
They guide us through the night
More stars in sky than specks on beach
More diamonds than sand grains
Mere man c...
Tuesday 1st July 2014 2:13 am
Note to self
Note to self
One thing I know is…. It can take real courage to make mistakes. Not just to make mistakes but to be willing to live with the consequences. To whole heartedly accept full responsibility for those errors with a stoic smile.
Even if the result of those mistakes is that the whole universe comes crashing into a cascading oblivion. At the end of days at least, if they ex...
Thursday 26th June 2014 12:50 am
Her & Bear
Her & Bear
There was once a girl with a Teddy Bear
The teddy bear was part of her
They played, they cuddled they had such fun
They’d sing and dance and laugh and run
And then one day she met a boy
Who wished to take care of her toy
She loved that boy with all her heart
She always thought they’d never part
The boy was mean he hurt the bear
He k...
Saturday 24th May 2014 1:27 am
The philosopher in the antique shop
People will not always want to buy what you offer.
Remember that it’s not that what you’re exhibiting is not precious.
You are not a salesman. You are not pushing an item.
In a world where people can offer their love to the highest bidder.
Or haggle over pennies.
Instead be like the philosopher that sits in his antique shop
Welcome people with a smile as they enter and let t...
Tuesday 6th May 2014 10:38 pm
What if
What if silence was the loudest noise and all other sounds distraction.
Maybe silence is the sound of stars, the song they sing from space.
They sing to us from up above with smiles upon their face.
Ged Thompson 05/05/14
Monday 5th May 2014 10:42 pm
Just enough to get you through
She was a romantic, warm hearted, sentimental fool in a very cold world, the type of world that sometimes seemed to have no refuge for dreamers and those that believe in true love. At times she would feel loves warm rays dance briskly across her face and the seeds of self worth in her heart would just for an instant anticipate the beginning of spring and the end of her winter. The spr...
Sunday 13th April 2014 8:19 pm
Our Masterpiece
Our Masterpiece
There’s something about Art Galleries.
A beacon for lost souls, the vulnerable.
Cathedrals of catharsis in the worship of art.
Galleries can be that way I’ve noticed.
So much beauty inspired by so much pain.
Maybe we seek the same transmutation internally.
She was chirpy, full of energy
But I knew inside she was falling apart.
Sometimes you just...
Sunday 30th March 2014 11:40 pm
When Stars Danced.
When Stars Danced.
In a time once passed, stars danced for us
Butterflies hovered serenely in meditation
Guides whispered messages and Angels and demons waged war
On the battlefield of the soul
A time of shipwreck and salvation. Of death and rebirth
Then christened in the waters of madness
Swaddled in blankets of both wonderment and torment
Guidance was delivered...
Monday 2nd December 2013 4:29 pm
And then the heart does flutter.
And then the heart does flutter
From the slightest of embrace
From the slightest tiny mutter
From the lips upon your face
And it’s like nothing ever changed
From the time we both were one
From the time before my heart broke
From the time that you where gone
And in that stolen instant
From a place within my heart
From a place no longer distant
From a place...
Wednesday 27th November 2013 2:22 am
Soliloquy of the damned.
Thursday 26th September 2013 8:56 pm
Waiting for the duster.
Tuesday 24th September 2013 7:50 pm
True life's an art
True life's an art
I like to glimpse at the world through the eyes of a child
See opportunity in tragedy and chances to change
Try to rebuild the thinking that I once defiled
And find wonder in things that some others find strange
See past all the small print and survey the big picture
Chase compassion not fashion, for ...
Tuesday 27th August 2013 3:04 am
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