Below the Surface
If I scratch the surface,
would I find an itch?
or would I find a chasm
corroded by a bitch
either them be true
my conscience it doth say
just stick a plaster on it
we'll look another day
Tuesday 29th December 2015 4:58 am
Out at sea
He be the salt in the ocean, a fowl taste and stink
shallow bastards everywhere, nor a drop to drink
transparency the sail, a wind doth blow a sway
It out the feared fiend, at last gave him away
look to the port, fir ye may get caught
ye drown in a lake of sorrow, fir a friend he can be bought
Whence set foot on terra firma, chastise yir other hand,
be glad fir smallest scars...
Monday 28th December 2015 8:24 pm
Christmas Cracker
I hate Christmas, I scream and panic
my timings off, swearing satanic
when everyone is up, I bring them down
curse over the turkey and wearing a frown
burn my thumb, cut my finger, best left alone
why do they linger?
once upon a time where I would cope,
there's no chance of that I'm left without hope
then once it's served with a swagger and a sniggle
Pigs in blankets, sa...
Saturday 26th December 2015 6:18 am
It ends when it comes
A weakened soul replicates an owl
concerned this delicate branch will fail
lay still, perturbed to retrace
today's shift a far off place
eventually will arrive in its own time
if one awakens to save face
A constant sorrow known too well
frequently isolated constant spell
not to mention that fateful word
down in the dungeon unheard
way down where the brave men g...
Friday 20th November 2015 4:54 am
Magnus
all in one day
a vibrant view at noon
fifteen revolutions of New York
one hundred and thirty three days
almost alone a deserted space station
Sahara dessert craves attentive yelloW
the stars come out at night to sparkle
relevantly radical and awe inspi...
Thursday 19th November 2015 5:26 pm
Damn Garden
Autumn is here,
once again my garden is covered in leaves, you see it's surrounded by trees,
every November I pick them up,
every November I pick them up,
every November I pick them up,
I could have been a singer, a roofer, I could have been the man fixing your computer, but that damn garden is covered in leaves, so I better go and pick them up, while I'm down on my luck
Wednesday 18th November 2015 12:18 pm
Ghosts are the past
Curb your enthusiasm
how dull is a wrench
silver sparkle within the black
relieve the pressure off his back
rusty cart requires oil, a ponies last trek
closed yet spirits remain on the track
Curb your enthusiasm
how dark a town be
kept alive with death, no returning muscle
white skin, a shower put in
vegetable soup, you're off the grisle
a monument built of ...
Tuesday 17th November 2015 3:43 am
Bot or Not ?
For all the poets out there
if you like some poetic fun
join the quiz
google, 'Bot or Not'
or maybe, Not
Monday 16th November 2015 9:36 pm
Need to write
Write not to be judged, written not for you
write for the way you feel, an answer is not due
who cares if it's not liked for its point of view
poetically nonsensical, grammar is a stew
do not write for poets crap
rhythmical and true
write with honest hearts content
write only for you
Sunday 15th November 2015 7:22 pm
Hated but Loved
I wish no harm, an unbearable pain
tearing at my sanity, emotionally inept
overwrought with compassion
holding normality together
tragically silent in suffering
while the world suffers hate
weeping without showing
shut the fucking gate
Please shut the fucking gate
Plea's screaming unheard
my heart suffers deep
I cannot change the circumstance
in which ac...
Sunday 15th November 2015 6:59 pm
I hear the Woodpecker
The sound of a baby crying
baaing of a sheep
gentle sound of snoring while
you lay asleep
A rustle in the treetops
thundering of the rain
whistle in the chillin' wind
cuts through me once again
Darkness is a torture
as if I were but blind
exhilarating journey
of a hazardous kind
The hooting of an owl
a Squealing of a bat
a scream of capture...
Sunday 15th November 2015 3:50 pm
Moonlit Lake
I catch a glimpse of the moon
Shimmering across the almost still lake
Ripples ride the surface
of the Blackened water
spreading the light across it
As if it were my lord
spreading the good news
Far and wide from an alter
on and on the ripples unravel
Until they reach the trees
Hanging from the meadow
Resting to a sudden end
at the hardened gravel
No more will the blackened water...
Sunday 15th November 2015 3:10 pm
Love is peace
individual terrorists kill
pathologically, abnormal
aim at will
theologically twisted
pour tuer l'innocence
evil bastards do not feel
peace loving Muslims, Christians too
should stand together to deny you
group of devilry have no place
upon this earth for the human race
les emmener a' l'enfer
evil disgrace
lavage de cerveau par le mal
save the wo...
Saturday 14th November 2015 10:01 pm
Man
Virtual command incorporates artificial intelligence, play a game, score a win,
artistic imaginations locked in,
then begin.
Organic computers reading books, correct Childrens future spelling, mathematical logarithms, "you should know this your five years old!"
round fat futuristic race, humanity lazy, keep up with the pace, "please lift your feet" the robot will ask with a smil...
Monday 9th November 2015 2:14 pm
Seasoned
'twas the season of gold where all men grow old and trees lose their leaves in a day
woods do sound weary with damp at their feet, creaking and groaning till may
The wild wind doth blow with a hail to and fro while the sun sets away in a glow
Thunder and lightening attacking and frightening the branches fall off in a sway
Hedgehogs bed down into a slumber with a collection of grubs by their s...
Sunday 8th November 2015 6:10 pm
Wear a poppy?
Though I forget not, the least I can give
succumbed to the moment of loved ones distress, I weep with heart fullness address.
Every son blindly into war, courageous at a score, death doth not become a pure boys heart, he never so young was meant to depart.
Adorn a poppy not for the pleasure of conflict, nor for the conflict of pleasure, nor for the worth of having a measure. Ado...
Sunday 8th November 2015 11:58 am
Same year, Worlds apart
1935 when you were born,
like a fall from grace, you captured us all.
you loved everyone, everyone loved you,
precious as a child, sensitive and brave, Doodle bugs dropping wave after wave, you got me through when I heard King Creole, I had a clean home not a shit hole.
The Angels were singing 'Love me tender' when you went with God to his big wide home, you could be peaceful in the va...
Saturday 7th November 2015 12:29 pm
Looking out of the window
He sits quietly looking through the window, knowing everything that is going on, not being able to talk or sing a song
He cannot move a muscle or even twitch, cannot move his hands to scratch an itch
He just sits in his chair with a melancholy stare relying on someone to clean him bare
feeling humiliation from insensitivity, roughly handled while carer's watch TV.
Crying without tears carryin...
Thursday 5th November 2015 6:37 am
I write coz
I write to the moonlight, I write to the stars,
I write about sorrow, I write about scars,
I write when I'm happy, I write when I'm sad,
I write about feelings that drive me half mad,
most of all I write to be me,
to travel to places, set my life free
I write to Christians, aethiests and Jews,
Consistently write the wrong words to you
the featureless face hides a mannequ...
Thursday 5th November 2015 5:45 am
The November line
Witness the intensity of planets this week
perception of a highway to heaven
Path to the earth, distant from the moon
destination to the stars, elapse too soon
"step up, step up" each person see
a serendipitous shift in ones destiny
Blackness' o'er the ground and wide
ubiquitous, far-reaching, sound
content to shred the fear to hide
bloodened is the stain abound
...
Tuesday 3rd November 2015 6:46 am
Troubled sleep
I live, work, breathe, go through the motions, unnequivocally unchanging
on the narrow path tiresomely steep
yet I'm always asleep when I weep
rattled by the things I see and hear
almost an inclusion, a sight
a narrow corridor, a peep
most people are confoundly irritated when I am around, perhaps that's why I'm always asleep when I weep
I've heard it before absorb...
Monday 2nd November 2015 5:25 am
Sausage
If man were judged by the size of his sausage
an immigrant would not appear so small
perhaps an Englishman would not be so tall?
Man existed before identity after all
Sunday 1st November 2015 11:03 pm
The shape of the pine table
Nostrils saviour the smell of pine
turn, cut, smoothen out
craft of a hand steady
skill is detail
a bowl
fruit
table
Inanimate
collecting dust
thirty years a tree
thirty years for me
rotten sweet fruit
mouldy apple
soft plum
sandpaper
return to wood
senses are mine
the faint smell of pine
polish with antique wax
put it on the big brown tab...
Saturday 31st October 2015 8:16 am
Have you ever?
"Aah bless them they are so lovely, look at them sitting quietly in the corner, turn the music up Dave, let's enjoy this rave"
"Aaah, are you alright loveys?, have you got a drink?", "what would you like?", "a lager and a sherry, Aaah alright", "DAVE GET THE OLD COUPLE IN THE CORNER A LAGER AND A SHERRY"
AND HURRY UP COZ IM FEELING MERRY"
"that was good what a laugh, now I'm gon...
Friday 30th October 2015 7:52 pm
Innocent smiles
Soggy vegetables, worn out shoes
detestable conditions the air is dry,
cockroaches;crunching sound on polystyrene tiles,
damp squalid walls
hear the joy of innocent smiles
draconian blue, poppy red,
dust in the lungs of a perpetual youth,
moulded rice cakes,
mucused slime of trailed slugs suggesting a pattern,
concrete cancer in towers,
high rise fall from slo...
Thursday 29th October 2015 9:11 pm
The Poet
performance without an audience
written with a broken heart
words of love that may have gone
though never meant to part
gregarious in his nature
with a Hidden depth
articulated feelings, from a soul inept
humility as a warning
sentences on a page
conceptual with the detail
affectation into rage
so scribe the written pasture
the beauty of the beast
place it o...
Wednesday 28th October 2015 8:18 pm
The Sculptor
She was taken in by his deceivable charm
richly dressed ingratiating smarm
contaminated with a sourceful skill
honeyed voice, physique to kill
If the premonition were perceived at word
the corruptible girl should have heard
Her body found in the woods of old
statuesquely silent, ungraciously cold
no noticeable bruises, no reason or rhyme
perfectly still as a moment...
Monday 26th October 2015 10:55 pm
Trials and tribulations of a narcissist
An awkward end a deliberate lie
forcing a bid to ask the question...why?
tattered, shred, a worn out bed
Obliviously blind
must be soft in the head!
The cheese has turned a revolting smell
inside the corpse holds a rotting shell
half a bottle of corked valpollicella
fragments on the carpet,
I could not tell her
shattered, whimsical to the end
a broken glass ...
Monday 26th October 2015 11:40 am
Death of a butterfly
It was a fear that held you so near
so petrified to not be with you
an aching heart that needed your love so
You were a butterfly trapped whole. between the pages of a pressed book
dying quickly with no glancing look
Soft to the touch a delicate silkiness of your skin, beautiful by chance a pride of your kin, our eyes met a hypnotic trance caught in a whirlwind trapped in a da...
Sunday 25th October 2015 10:06 pm
Walks with me
The depth of it I don't understand
Controlling every thought within my brain
Paranoia from a sense of doom
Sometimes high, most of the time low
Never mind if it's all the same
I'll go back and start again
I see the corruption in every twist
A negative thought and a haloed kiss
The feeling good, over to soon
The sun has gone it's dark, sad
all that's left is the s...
Sunday 25th October 2015 9:39 pm
A chancing exchange
Never had I witnessed such pure beauty looking across the room at you I saw.
A spiritual awareness of love my heart it doth flutter lightly, a choir of people in a large hall disintegrate into insignificance,
the wall shrank to become a narrow corridor of you and I breaching the exceptional audible volume of loud chattering and music, we become lovers in an instant, I could feel you breathe...
Sunday 25th October 2015 6:59 pm
Howling at the moon
Howling at the moon
late in the night
claws reaching out in a sensational fright
face ripping, bone from the skull
gnashing teeth, a fearful fight
torso stretched beyond humanity
a scary sight for all to see
Tasting flesh for the very first time
enjoying the taste and drinking the wine
sensational hunger never feel full
rip out the innards and eat them all
w...
Sunday 25th October 2015 9:15 am
Machines that go to war
A world market collapses
Offices and factories shut their doors
Thousands lose jobs through redundancy clause
Although there's still enough money left for the machines that go to war.
World hunger escalates while adults play games taking gambles on the stock exchange
Families struggle to survive
it leaves the population sore
But There's still enough money left for the m...
Friday 23rd October 2015 7:18 am
The Carpenters Arms
Truman light ale methodically pumped into a glass, whisky at 1/6th of a Gill always politely passed,
Yet this quaint little pub on the corner had a secret in its past
Painted deep blue colour on the window pane, sign above the door that says please come again
Mum counting change backwards with a smile on her face, Bill has one more whisky chaser almost a disgrace
The Landlady would ask...
Friday 23rd October 2015 6:43 am
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