Tricked
Tricked
The deception wasn’t warranted,
We only came to see the heavens,
To spiral through galaxies from the Black Hole
Hidden within the Sun,
To find the paradise that across the universe,
Holds everything, in awe!
The deception
Came so fast, collected
All aboard for incarceration
And for what,
For why in this quarter do
We sit wit...
Friday 5th December 2014 2:29 am
All For Love
All For Love
Love is not your hope,
Love, is not the dope that brings tranquil waters,
Love, is not kicking fuck,
Out of the partner seeking to destroy your heart,
Love, is not to celebrate retaliatory abuse,
When protecting your own children,
Love,
We only know it to be false,
Love never, makes a man
Humble at the caress and the touch,
Love, is always tr...
Tuesday 25th November 2014 9:41 pm
The Devil Be In Our Ignorance
The Devil Be In Our Ignorance
We balk at the treatment of children,
When shouts upon the Dark Continent label
Them as witches,
Yet,
Here in Europe,
Here among the Christians who
Claim the higher ground,
The copper coloured top
Upon a babe, can signal superstitious ways,
Some will shout a blasphemy,
Some will clearly move away,
Some ...
Monday 24th November 2014 3:03 am
Waking Moments
A clever man can manipulate a people,
By tarnishing the wise as fools,
But the real fools upon this day,
Are those that follow blindly - everything he says,
He’ll shout upon the rafters
The stupidity of compassion;–
Fashioning thoughts from those
In fear in poverty,
He’s keeping ignorant.
He’ll claim he knows a better way,
And how his politic is best,
He’...
Monday 17th November 2014 2:16 am
No-one Really Understood Until the Blood Sapped From Their Face!
They must feel quite the superior being,
Leading you away,
Taking you away by force –
If necessary,
And it’s thirty years on
Since the book of the dead
Became the reality we all fear for,
Who can truly state they are alive –
Who can say they can express to the full –
Liberty and freedoms??
Thirty years on the technology
...
Friday 7th November 2014 12:18 am
Seasons of Blood and Humanity's Cloth
Seasons of Blood and Humanity’s Cloth
My skin, is your skin,
My eyes are yours too,
I see the same things as you,
In every macabre detail!
I see the smiles,
I hear the cries,
I feel the heart only knowing
Our love,
I feel the tension
In a town where the burning boy lives,
And the old are beaten to death;
What choice;-
for - ...
Monday 3rd November 2014 3:14 am
King Only of Fools
Nobody, Likes the Pious
Do you think Mr Cameron,
Do you really think you’re above pain?
Do you think Mr Duncan Smith,
Do you believe you’re an isolated case
Of rage?
Do you see like I,
The Syrian Children
Sleeping between corpses
Of dad and ma,
Do you, in full
Conservative fashion,
Rebuke the cries of war?
Are you really sure,
This...
Saturday 25th October 2014 1:22 am
A Jealous Recreation - Denied
A Jealous Recreation - Denied
I got on the central line just to evade
The putrid smell of the green perfume,
Even then,
I could smell it so badly,
So badly it brought back
The memories of being upstairs
On the one six three to Piccadilly Gardens,
‘Is every cunt and his dog on it?’
A garage attendant remarked to me earlier,
Having served a...
Friday 24th October 2014 11:18 pm
SO, ARE YOU BOUGHT?
What’s your life worth? What’s it really worth in monetary value? Maybe, you’re thinking ‘my life is worth more than money!’ Well let me put you straight on that, it isn’t. It isn’t worth any high ideals, nor is it what we term priceless in monetary value. I will tell you what your life is worth and that is……….nothing! Your family and friends, now they may differ, they may say, you’re worth a mint...
Friday 24th October 2014 12:15 am
Mistaken Identity
Mistaken Identity
Some years ago,
I wrote a letter of hope,
It was addressed to you as if,
As if you cared how people felt,
It talked of young people – their world
And our fears for their future,
And begged of you a look at
Alternative realities,
Alas,
I should have saved the money
For the stamp!
Four years,
Four years it took t...
Monday 20th October 2014 9:18 pm
The World Be Nothing We Own
The World Be Nothing We Own
I am so tired from all that’s been said,
I am so very tired from all that I’ve heard,
I have spoken my mind but that means nothing,
For my mind has been ill for many a year,
And to think most declare themselves sane
In a world full of madness,
Just does not equate to all that I’ve seen,
People in ignorance not realizing
All that...
Wednesday 15th October 2014 4:51 am
For My Family
For My Family
I don’t want to die my love,
Not yet, not while the bairns are so small,
I don’t want to die
And leave you a widow
And the kids without their father,
I have courted the coffin before
But not now, not with all the battles
We’ve won for Wyatt and Sahara.
My intellect has often robbed me
In the past, my tongue believing there are
...Saturday 11th October 2014 11:32 pm
Humility's Loss
Humility’s Loss
What is the right of passage to greatness?
What can we reasonably expect from life?
Who can we help with our last dying breath?
What can be learned of our-self?
1.
The struggle remains fully conversant
With our thoughts upon hope,
We are each here to learn humility,
We each seek meaning in all this defamatory,
While wishing in ...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 12:02 am
Let Not The Ink Run Dry
Let Not The Ink Run Dry
I share because I care
And dare to say words
That some find ill at ease,
But one thing
I’ve found within
The realms of poetry,
We’re all as daring as each,
We all open our minds our
Hearts our soul and speak,
And yes,
I see we’re all hankering
For change,
I see many
Who care just as much
As me, and i...
Tuesday 30th September 2014 12:13 am
Duty
Duty
Alone the Kings stand,
Preparing for war again and again,
Their foe their equal pacifist state,
Humouring the torso without the will to speak,
So many haunted,
So many taunted,
So many a serf leaves behind
Morality and normalcy,
So many the people tire
Then tire some more,
The Kings are at will,
Their demons the paranoid
Of ...
Friday 26th September 2014 1:24 am
Pissing Against The Wind
Pissing Against The Wind
We know it’s bad,
We know within and without
Till our core screams for clemency –
The taking of another’s life,
But we never let peace
Never seem to want peace to evolve,
We’re clinging on to both
The rifle and the bible,
The sabre and the Koran,
Teaching children – it’s okay
To kill in the name of deities,
Deities we...
Friday 12th September 2014 4:28 am
Hurt Beyond the Medicine
They all laugh,
They all laugh and don’t give a fuck,
But if it happened to any of their
Children,
You wouldn’t want to look!
I may as well be dead,
I may as well have caught the round,
I may as well be six foot under and,
I may as well be dead.
Let the comedy commence,
Let them reel off every word,
Let them peel away the many layers
Of a human be...
Wednesday 10th September 2014 10:18 pm
On Drink
On Drink
I drink like I’m a bastard,
Some say it suits me thus,
A soldiers quarrel with hard knock life,
And feelings bordering gluttonous,
Yet inside of me the clown refrains,
Let’s sorrow evolve its incubus,
Gives depressive daily states of pain;
The tears that bleed for all of us!
Michael J Waite 2nd September 2014.
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 11:22 pm
A Librarians Concern
A Librarians Concern
Once the word has been written,
You cannot necessarily erase it,
For no matter how hard you rub
The page,
The word remains.
You could if you so wished,
Rub so hard that the page itself,
Becomes tatty and frayed,
Leaving blemishes
Upon the page underneath,
A page that may have been
A future not yet written,
Or...
Friday 22nd August 2014 2:33 am
Who Goes There?
Who Goes There?
So what do you do
When you’re a racing car driver
Without the car?
What then do you do
To occupy the time and
How do you set your goals?
I guess, like me
You lose your marbles
As you try to comprehend
The life ‘they’ laugh at you for -
And it’s no joke really,
For, how do you become
A wordsmith when you’re education -
Ha...
Thursday 7th August 2014 11:31 pm
The Farming of Innocense
The Farming of Innocense
You know me God,
After all you’ve done,
After all that makes no sense,
You’re circling right above
Each time I leave the house,
And,
It’s not much of a house,
Not like the houses that state
Pageantry and jolly hockey sticks at dawn,
Still, what the fuck would you know,
Or perhaps Princess Anne,
The Queen or her devot...
Saturday 2nd August 2014 1:39 am
The Habitable Zone
Hey there fellow poets and writers, I know some of you may be a little miffed at my musical offerings, my wordage put to music, but I cannot seem to stop this kind of creativity. I guess it's in me. I just hope you don't get too upset by my wafflings. This track may have you crying, or laughing, either way, I hope it puts a smile on your face and that you enjoy it. All words and music are my own d...
Friday 1st August 2014 2:23 pm
An Apathetic State of Being
An Apathetic State of Being
We’re all here,
Complaining of life love
The Gaza Strip and Syria,
But we’re not compelled to
React the way some
Still have the balls to express,
And I guess,
It’s not for want
Of compassion,
It’s just that,
We’re tired,
We’re not the makings
Of epic feelings or
Playing to the gallery
On any particular crusade,
...
Tuesday 22nd July 2014 11:11 pm
Beyond the Realms of Murder
Beyond The Realms of Murder
They paid their respects in their own way,
Not too far away from present time,
Their only trace they’d ever been,
They thought of them as primitive,
Giving little confidence in their successes,
Remarking,
So slow, so slow
They progressed.
Upon higher council,
Time and time again
The case was argued for interventi...
Sunday 20th July 2014 2:48 am
Balance of Emotions
Balance of Emotions
Someone take the cot away,
For the child was never wanted,
Someone take the bottles and bibs,
For this child wasn’t born through courtship,
Take the rubber pants,
The terry towelling nappies,
Take the vests and bodysuits,
The pram and all his dummies
Take the gloves and booties,
The teddy bear that stares,
Take away his curly...
Wednesday 18th June 2014 1:47 am
The Brave and The Battered
The Brave and the Battered
(Pushing Through Life With Scattered Their Hearts)
In-line hypnosis,
We all know it happens
We all fear it,
We all wonder in later years
Why is it, there is something
Missing from memory,
Everyone’s looking on,
Brushing over the details
In favour of exasperation,
And they’re all marvelling
At such a vivid ...
Friday 30th May 2014 11:31 pm
An Essay On State Sponsored Child Abuse
Ah yes, the sixties! The Beatles, poker dot bikinis, Carnaby Street and Free Love. Yes yes, the sixties with retarded children bum fucked for being put up for adoption! Have I caught your attention oh quiet populous of Britain? Some information came my way some years ago, that children who were put in adoption homes back in the late sixties - early seventies, were experimented on by our own UK Mil...
Wednesday 28th May 2014 1:44 am
The Love You Knew We Could Be
The Love You Knew We Could Be
I miss my cousin,
I miss more I miss people,
Real people neither white ghosts
Or black shadows, but people,
I miss life too,
Always have done as I sit
Nursing injury and wondering,
Wondering whether
They are nearer cures.
Or whether my hopes should fade?
I long for my death when I shall live
Once again,
Live amongs...
Tuesday 27th May 2014 11:24 pm
'Like An Angry Woman'
Like An Angry Woman
I could feel it growing deep inside my chest,
A slow pain stinging,
Making me grasp my side
As I tried control its hold,-
It made me lurch,
Made me stoop
And double over
Yet I carried it every day.
‘You’ll not come here again,’ –
She said through clenched teeth,
I clutched my chest
But nodded in agreement,
My eyes winci...
Tuesday 20th May 2014 12:42 am
Considered Fit for Human Consumption
Considered Fit For Human Consumption
She thought it was oh so funny
Did Mrs Mclure,
She laughed so much
And so, did her children,
Pointing and jeering at the boy
She used as a mop,
It was oh so funny
Watching him dangle
Wearing his shorts that
Were holy and smelling of urine,
His hair curly and blonde
For the jealousy of the girls,
...Monday 19th May 2014 6:25 pm
The Government Standard
The Government Standard
The band didn’t want to play,
They didn’t want to march
Through streets paved with
Gum and fag butts and poverty,
They didn’t want for glancing
At bloodstains from a
Previous night’s brawl,
They didn’t want for none of it
At all,
But as soon as the note
Struck, they knew their place,
Knew of nothing else
T...
Sunday 18th May 2014 2:18 am
In Our Hands Everything - But Worlds
In Our Hands Everything - But Worlds
On nights like this,
When the air is clear,
When no shrouds of covers
Blanket the Earth,
I could,
I could stay with God till dawn,
Looking up,
I see a million twinkles -
A million jewels
To comfort - inner thoughts,
Each dancing to distant
Mesmerising synths that
Tell of only wonder;
Open all my ...
Tuesday 13th May 2014 12:39 am
Carbon Shaped Life-forms
Carbon Shaped Life-forms
Aye, carbon based we are,
Carbon based within integrations
Of H2O,
And it’s not just molecular,
It’s not just cells though,
We may be ‘carbon based’ but,
We make angles of our carbon forms,
Ninety degrees of humanity,
One-eighty degrees an animal,
We move we flow,
We structure our courtship
With one another ...
Saturday 19th April 2014 2:51 am
In Every Day An Hour
In Every Day An Hour
I cannot lie to you,
I cannot relate my experience
As anything of any worth,
I cannot deceive you into
Believing this be a life worth
Living and beholding,
For in simple truth,
I cannot lie to you!
My world is very different
From yours,
I share this ball - this globe
With you,
But I am not here,
I am not u...
Thursday 10th April 2014 10:55 pm
The Earths Core
The Earths Core
I am sat in front of its secret eye,
And I wanna kick fuck out of it,
It watches everything I do,
I pick my nose in front of it,
Wack off,
Swear,
Drink
Bite my nails
And pick my scabby scalp,
It looks at me with pleasure,
For it seeks only the demeaning
Of my being,
And I find nowadays
My dick is cold,
My mind colder still,
...
Saturday 22nd March 2014 9:35 pm
Expanding On a Guit - Raw!
Okay, you know me, slightly unorthodoxed at times. I want you to picture a man, a man with delusions of grandeur. He is, slightly off key and heading off askew as his mind goes kilter. That's the impression I am trying to give in this track. Yes it needs more work, but hopefully it will break up your day. You can laugh or cry, or just not listen if you wish. But all feedback greatly appreciated. I...
Tuesday 18th March 2014 1:12 am
Ascendance
Ascendance
If doubt were a wall,
And I; Limbless,
Would you throw a rope
For I to bite with
Clenched teeth?
Or would you rather
Open floodgates
Of a lovers tears to drown?
And if this wall,
Was covered with
The moss of many moons,
Many Suns – days – nights
Years of expectation,
Would you make
Me there disabled
Just to watch it grow fo...
Saturday 8th March 2014 12:52 am
Tales of Love and Hate
Tales of Love and Hate
Some would say;
‘Losing, isn’t an option!’
But to cherish a victory,
You must first understand
The possibility of defeat,
It’s a tough game
Where nothing is balanced
But if you play,
If you want the glory,
Be prepared to lose.
It’s called Roulette,
And you can make a mint –
If your lucks in,
Alas, time i...
Monday 3rd March 2014 4:39 am
To Write a World
To Write a World
I wish I had the power to write a world,
And if I did,
It wouldn’t be like here,
We wouldn’t be suffering like
We are now,
Of course,
I would write the many
Wildlife’s and flora,
Of course I would write
The many features –
The mountains, the forests,
The jungles, the seas,
And yes; peoples!
But where it would d...
Tuesday 25th February 2014 4:35 am
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
I dreamed I was a cabbie,
Driving Spike home from war,
And I dared not bore his genius
With comedy of my own,
And then the comedy left,
I glanced and looked,
And looked again at this man
Inside my mirror,
His eyes alive in distant place
And filled with utter terror,
He never gave an address,
Just told me there...
Friday 21st February 2014 12:47 am
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
I dreamed I was a cabbie,
Driving Spike home from war,
And I dared not bore his genius
With comedy of my own,
And then the comedy left,
I glanced and looked,
And looked again at this man
Inside my mirror,
His eyes alive in distant place
And filled with utter terror,
He never gave an address,
Just told me there...
Friday 21st February 2014 12:46 am
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
This Island of Goons and Hot Air
I dreamed I was a cabbie,
Driving Spike home from war,
And I dared not bore his genius
With comedy of my own,
And then the comedy left,
I glanced and looked,
And looked again at this man
Inside my mirror,
His eyes alive in distant place
And filled with utter terror,
He never gave an address,
Just told me there...
Friday 21st February 2014 12:46 am
A Peoples Trust Replaced by Sorrow
A Peoples Trust Replaced by Sorrow
What has life become here upon this world?
Why have we become so soured in our endeavours?
Why is flesh and bone considered expendable,
While brass and paper - treasured?
Why have governments forgot
Whom they actually govern for?
As peoples go wasted both in heart
And physical form,
Why is it we look only
To celeb...
Tuesday 18th February 2014 11:16 pm
To The Valley
To The Valley
Such a beauty be the valley
On a crisp spring morning,
The dew clean and crystal
Like carpets of cut diamonds,
Each one reflecting
The presence of the sun;
Beholding the sun as jewelled,
The early birds swoop,
Soar and play their game of life,
And there is not the rumble
Of beings quickening - their time,
I can see for miles her...
Monday 17th February 2014 11:28 pm
Charmed and Dying
Charmed and Dying
I am reaching a very sad conclusion,
This place we spill blood,
This place we eat the flesh
Of ‘others,’
This place we incarcerate
The good and glorify the bad;
Be a place not unlike
A Hell we all fear,
And yet,
We’re living it
Never fully understanding
Why existence be this way!
We don’t realize because,
We’re lo...
Tuesday 11th February 2014 11:59 pm
The English Oak
The English Oak
Fifty gallons a day he needs,
Fifty gallons of life’s richest blessing,
Without it,
He dies -
Withers and falls,
Alas,
He no longer grows
Within the sanctuary
Of England’s finest pastures,
For he be a memory
Of countryside and churches,
Villages and steeples,
And it’s peoples
Who claim his plot,
Peoples with axes,
...
Friday 7th February 2014 2:18 am
Tender Hearts!
Tender Hearts
1.
I prove myself favoured in comedy,
Not even consciously,
Aside from my own wit
There is a clown of a protégé,
Someone for those to howl at,
Someone to grin at
As they pass my ill gait
Walking streets no longer caring,
And I will never forgive
This curse,
Never forgive the worst
‘They’ made of me!
My guess is, ...
Friday 31st January 2014 1:48 am
The Great Illusion
The Great Illusion
Are we here?
Are we here on this planet?
My guess is,
You couldn’t be further from the truth!
A soldier knows a thing or two,
Each one has their tales,
And all,
Face a point where time becomes
Meaningless,
Becomes saturated with guilt
For the life they had bestowed,
For none,
In realization would choose
To dance...
Wednesday 15th January 2014 11:07 pm
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