With chocolate riddled through my bones again,
I lie in bed, espresso in my hand
Trying so hard to focus and remain
As all my faculties start to disband.
I close the remnants of my mind and wait,
The sun shines far away and burns my eyes,
I see the wind is moving bits of grate
As blazing seagulls hover in the skies
I did not question anything they said,
I let the world drift onwards as I fell
It's strange to think the body will be dead,
One day when it is tired of being well.
I sit up in my bed so far from me,
And wait for to find out what it is I'll see.
561 (30.12.2015)
I'm yawning and I'm tired once again,
The numb of sleep is spread behind my eyes
I long to hear the sound of falling rain
And feel the waves of sleep in me arise.
The world is but a dream inside my mind
My mind is but a mirror of the world,
I long to search in sleep for what I'll find
As I see all the thoughts in me uncurled.
I'll think a thought and follow where it goes
And let it drag me down where I am free
I feel my body sink between my toes,
As I attempt to give up being me.
I am awake though I wish that I slept,
And wish I was where all my dreams are kept.
The numb of sleep is spread behind my eyes
I long to hear the sound of falling rain
And feel the waves of sleep in me arise.
The world is but a dream inside my mind
My mind is but a mirror of the world,
I long to search in sleep for what I'll find
As I see all the thoughts in me uncurled.
I'll think a thought and follow where it goes
And let it drag me down where I am free
I feel my body sink between my toes,
As I attempt to give up being me.
I am awake though I wish that I slept,
And wish I was where all my dreams are kept.
560 (29.12.2015)
The stars and moon above, all men can see,
And all that see me with you see our love,
Although that love it glows inside of me,
It shines through my eyes like the stars above.
And once or twice a day I hear it said,
How well we work together as a team,
It's plain to see how both of us are fed,
By each of us inside our loving dream.
So we walk hand in hand through good and bad,
And we have ups and downs like all the rest,
But even if the worst of times is sad,
While in each other's presence we are blest.
So good and bad times they just come and go,
But still you're all I want or want to know.
And all that see me with you see our love,
Although that love it glows inside of me,
It shines through my eyes like the stars above.
And once or twice a day I hear it said,
How well we work together as a team,
It's plain to see how both of us are fed,
By each of us inside our loving dream.
So we walk hand in hand through good and bad,
And we have ups and downs like all the rest,
But even if the worst of times is sad,
While in each other's presence we are blest.
So good and bad times they just come and go,
But still you're all I want or want to know.
559 (28.12.2015)
We have the widow's mite and then we see
The rich who give a pittance of their wealth,
And then we have the likes of you and me,
Who give a little when we cleanse ourself.
There is a message no one wants to hear,
About the facts of giving of ourselves,
How charity begins and why it's near,
And all the rows of greedy giving elves.
We give and give and then we give some more,
And still the world is bathed in vicious need
And all around we see the rich and poor
Competing for what's never guaranteed.
And so the world revolves around its space,
For every member of the human race.
The rich who give a pittance of their wealth,
And then we have the likes of you and me,
Who give a little when we cleanse ourself.
There is a message no one wants to hear,
About the facts of giving of ourselves,
How charity begins and why it's near,
And all the rows of greedy giving elves.
We give and give and then we give some more,
And still the world is bathed in vicious need
And all around we see the rich and poor
Competing for what's never guaranteed.
And so the world revolves around its space,
For every member of the human race.
558 (27.12.2015)
Enrique he knows how to get the girls
To throw off their decorum and their bras
He sings a bit and does his pelvis curls,
He shakes his sexy bum beneath the stars.
I saw him sing in Copenhagen once,
A great big pop show in some tiny hall,
And then he cuts his finger like a dunce,
The greater stand the more the mighty fall.
A singer working for his bread and jam,
Another human scratching for his meat,
From troubadours to Mozart and to Wham!
Yes everybody here has got to eat.
The better man is sometimes he who fails,
So whip them with those toxic stingray tails
To throw off their decorum and their bras
He sings a bit and does his pelvis curls,
He shakes his sexy bum beneath the stars.
I saw him sing in Copenhagen once,
A great big pop show in some tiny hall,
And then he cuts his finger like a dunce,
The greater stand the more the mighty fall.
A singer working for his bread and jam,
Another human scratching for his meat,
From troubadours to Mozart and to Wham!
Yes everybody here has got to eat.
The better man is sometimes he who fails,
So whip them with those toxic stingray tails
557 (26.12.2015)
I reach for you although I know you're gone,
And in the night I think I hear you cry,
I see your coat, which moonlight shines upon,
But then a dark cloud fills the falling sky.
I think of you while watching the TV,
I look towards the lonely open door,
I wait for you to come and talk with me
I listen for your footsteps on the floor.
Why would I walk out in the rain again,
Now that my friend has passed away from here?
To walk would open memories of when,
I did not feel alone and you were near.
Companion, guide and friend for all these years,
Tonight, for you alone, are all our tears.
And in the night I think I hear you cry,
I see your coat, which moonlight shines upon,
But then a dark cloud fills the falling sky.
I think of you while watching the TV,
I look towards the lonely open door,
I wait for you to come and talk with me
I listen for your footsteps on the floor.
Why would I walk out in the rain again,
Now that my friend has passed away from here?
To walk would open memories of when,
I did not feel alone and you were near.
Companion, guide and friend for all these years,
Tonight, for you alone, are all our tears.
556 (25.12.2015)
When I think of the future laid out now,
And wonder how things might be some time soon,
It makes me wonder what time will allow,
And how long we'll remain beneath the moon.
It's true that no one knows what's round the bend,
But also true that you reap what you sow,
And maybe the small changes in the end,
Depend on little changes where we go.
Tomorrow is a long, long way away,
And now the past is gone forever more,
We sleep again then wake up to the day,
And nothing is the same as once before.
Now, yesterday is gone and lost in weed
And still tomorrow's never guaranteed.
And wonder how things might be some time soon,
It makes me wonder what time will allow,
And how long we'll remain beneath the moon.
It's true that no one knows what's round the bend,
But also true that you reap what you sow,
And maybe the small changes in the end,
Depend on little changes where we go.
Tomorrow is a long, long way away,
And now the past is gone forever more,
We sleep again then wake up to the day,
And nothing is the same as once before.
Now, yesterday is gone and lost in weed
And still tomorrow's never guaranteed.
555 24.12.2015)
On Christmas eve we children lie in bed,
Our golden dreams filled with tomorrow's joy,
Gifts and joys to come float through our heads
And expectation fill both girl and boy.
While high above us Father Christmas flies,
The world sits quiet waiting for the day,
A full moon lights clouds far up in the skies,
We see the lights above shine from his sleigh.
Tonight when we're asleep he'll come in here
And fill our stockings up and then we'll see,
What treats he's brought for us to have this year
And just how happy life on earth can be.
We are the lucky ones our parents say,
Not all children are blessed on Christmas day.
Our golden dreams filled with tomorrow's joy,
Gifts and joys to come float through our heads
And expectation fill both girl and boy.
While high above us Father Christmas flies,
The world sits quiet waiting for the day,
A full moon lights clouds far up in the skies,
We see the lights above shine from his sleigh.
Tonight when we're asleep he'll come in here
And fill our stockings up and then we'll see,
What treats he's brought for us to have this year
And just how happy life on earth can be.
We are the lucky ones our parents say,
Not all children are blessed on Christmas day.
554 (23.12.2015)
Let all the world of worries stay behind,
Allow yourself to slip away in peace,
Happiness is not too hard to find,
If we can just allow ourselves release
From all the mundane moments of a day,
From all the things that rattle round your head,
The world it does not have to be that way
If you just choose to live in peace instead.
It's harder done than said of course, I know,
But all of us can do it if we try,
And isn't if worthwhile to have a go
And not just let your life go flashing by?
To do nothing tonight is my great plan,
And then to do as little as I can.
Allow yourself to slip away in peace,
Happiness is not too hard to find,
If we can just allow ourselves release
From all the mundane moments of a day,
From all the things that rattle round your head,
The world it does not have to be that way
If you just choose to live in peace instead.
It's harder done than said of course, I know,
But all of us can do it if we try,
And isn't if worthwhile to have a go
And not just let your life go flashing by?
To do nothing tonight is my great plan,
And then to do as little as I can.
553 (22.12.2015)
In poets' corner there are many dead,
Whose words live on inside the hearts of men,
Although upon their bodies worms have fed.
The work they did with pencil quill or pen,
Is still a thing of value in some lives.
Their golden books still rest on modern shelves,
And men quote from their poems to their wives,
While others use their light to feed themselves.
In poets' corner some are laid to rest,
They lie beneath great heavy slabs of stone,
And all of them alive they gave their best,
Though now there's nothing left of skin and bone.
Of all those hands that wrote in English rhyme,
There's none that could slow down the march of time.
Whose words live on inside the hearts of men,
Although upon their bodies worms have fed.
The work they did with pencil quill or pen,
Is still a thing of value in some lives.
Their golden books still rest on modern shelves,
And men quote from their poems to their wives,
While others use their light to feed themselves.
In poets' corner some are laid to rest,
They lie beneath great heavy slabs of stone,
And all of them alive they gave their best,
Though now there's nothing left of skin and bone.
Of all those hands that wrote in English rhyme,
There's none that could slow down the march of time.
552 (21.12.2015)
Snow flutters down from skies inside my mind,
Its crystal softness silences the ground,
Above us all it's Christmas and we find,
That nothing's worth the stillness we have found.
I look out of the window in the night
I see the street lamp shining on the road
I see the leaves all bathed in orange light,
And see the patterns waiting to explode.
There are no secrets left between all men,
When all have faded, gone, and turned to dust
Eventually all things will happen when,
The snow has taught us something about trust.
Inside my head the snow it melts away,
I open up my eyes and start the day.
Its crystal softness silences the ground,
Above us all it's Christmas and we find,
That nothing's worth the stillness we have found.
I look out of the window in the night
I see the street lamp shining on the road
I see the leaves all bathed in orange light,
And see the patterns waiting to explode.
There are no secrets left between all men,
When all have faded, gone, and turned to dust
Eventually all things will happen when,
The snow has taught us something about trust.
Inside my head the snow it melts away,
I open up my eyes and start the day.
551 (20.12.2015)
Nature revolts against the greedy man
We dig out earth and leave it on the ground
We construct things as cheaply as we can,
And do not care that sin is all around.
When floods and mudslides ravage all your homes
We still refuse to take the blame at all,
It's just our DNA and chromosomes
"We're working with our backs against the wall..."
There's nothing similar to us in you,
There's nothing you can trace in all our wealth,
We are a better breed and it is true,
We do not care about our neighbours health,
Or care about the world in which we live,
For all we do is take and never give
We dig out earth and leave it on the ground
We construct things as cheaply as we can,
And do not care that sin is all around.
When floods and mudslides ravage all your homes
We still refuse to take the blame at all,
It's just our DNA and chromosomes
"We're working with our backs against the wall..."
There's nothing similar to us in you,
There's nothing you can trace in all our wealth,
We are a better breed and it is true,
We do not care about our neighbours health,
Or care about the world in which we live,
For all we do is take and never give
550 (19.12.2015)
We shuffle through IKEA with the kids,
We dream of the abandoned house we'll buy,
And what we'll get that being poor forbids
When we no longer have to wonder why?
The children run and jump on all the beds,
They hide in cupboards and they disappear
They run around, they fall and bang their heads,
They worry us and then they reappear.
We eat a meal that's very cheap indeed
Though perhaps not the greatest food on earth,
But no one cares, it fills a hole and need
And normally you pay what things are worth.
Then we drive back to Hastings by the sea,
And watch The Bridge that's ending on TV.
We dream of the abandoned house we'll buy,
And what we'll get that being poor forbids
When we no longer have to wonder why?
The children run and jump on all the beds,
They hide in cupboards and they disappear
They run around, they fall and bang their heads,
They worry us and then they reappear.
We eat a meal that's very cheap indeed
Though perhaps not the greatest food on earth,
But no one cares, it fills a hole and need
And normally you pay what things are worth.
Then we drive back to Hastings by the sea,
And watch The Bridge that's ending on TV.
549 (18.12.2015)
You are a strong wall, but I am a wedge,
that drives between you bits of different law.
I infiltrate your groups and then I pledge,
That each of you is bound to win a war.
Although I say I fear Islamic State,
And say I fear the fearful Taliban,
I come up with Islamic Emirate,
Deceived then you obey my master plan.
For I have all the power in the world,
And waves of wealth beyond your wildest dreams,
See how my strength, so subtly unfurled,
It leads you into more and more extremes.
I laugh as you three fight amongst yourselves,
As big a threat to me as Christmas elves.
548 (17.12.2015)
From either side, the shores of raging sea
reach up to grab our tiny drowning boat.
I hold you close, (as close as close can be),
and slip the words "I love you..." from my throat.
Beneath us there is solid ground somewhere
and high above, the stars are safe and bright.
Helpless and trembling in the fearful air
we share
our love
our worries
and our fright.
I see lights lost, they're shining in the past,
your tiny eyes when you first smiled at me
before this long lost journey, now our last,
when our lungs will succumb to salty sea.
The waves are high, the water cold and steep,
we flee to dark shores lost down in the deep.
reach up to grab our tiny drowning boat.
I hold you close, (as close as close can be),
and slip the words "I love you..." from my throat.
Beneath us there is solid ground somewhere
and high above, the stars are safe and bright.
Helpless and trembling in the fearful air
we share
our love
our worries
and our fright.
I see lights lost, they're shining in the past,
your tiny eyes when you first smiled at me
before this long lost journey, now our last,
when our lungs will succumb to salty sea.
The waves are high, the water cold and steep,
we flee to dark shores lost down in the deep.
547 (16.12.2015)
Sometimes when I am feeling slightly down,
I look at myself in the mirror and
I tell myself to wipe away the frown
And make the furrows on my brow disband.
It's easy really, life is only short,
How stupid it would be to waste it all,
Maybe happiness really should be taught,
To every one when they are stuck in school.
Perhaps happiness is a thing we learn,
And something that we can use when in need
So when we think we're going to crash and burn,
We can use happiness our souls to feed.
There's other things that stop depression too,
Like coming back home and talking with you.
I look at myself in the mirror and
I tell myself to wipe away the frown
And make the furrows on my brow disband.
It's easy really, life is only short,
How stupid it would be to waste it all,
Maybe happiness really should be taught,
To every one when they are stuck in school.
Perhaps happiness is a thing we learn,
And something that we can use when in need
So when we think we're going to crash and burn,
We can use happiness our souls to feed.
There's other things that stop depression too,
Like coming back home and talking with you.
546 (15.12.2015)
I am as numb, as numb as numb can be,
There's pieces inside that cannot be moved,
And even though it's difficult to see,
There's things I had that now have been removed.
And feelings have all drained away and gone,
That used to fill me up with hope and dreams,
And all the things my heart it rested on,
Have been replaced by angles and extremes.
I'm not too sure why this has happened though,
Nor do I think it's either good or bad,
Maybe it's natural that these things should go,
But I still feel nothing, happy or sad
Ness. It's taken a while to come to this,
A chance to sink into the dark abyss.
There's pieces inside that cannot be moved,
And even though it's difficult to see,
There's things I had that now have been removed.
And feelings have all drained away and gone,
That used to fill me up with hope and dreams,
And all the things my heart it rested on,
Have been replaced by angles and extremes.
I'm not too sure why this has happened though,
Nor do I think it's either good or bad,
Maybe it's natural that these things should go,
But I still feel nothing, happy or sad
Ness. It's taken a while to come to this,
A chance to sink into the dark abyss.
545 (14.12.2015)
Totalitarian Theocratic
Nightmare. The way the world is headed now?
Suicide attacks, a bit erratic,
And also pretty depleting somehow.
Then, meanwhile, on the ground there's laws and things,
With which we're all protected, so they say,
And some old famous pop star goes and sings,
About the things that will not go away,
Like ignorance and moral corruption.
Those educational establishments,
Laying down the seeds of our disruption,
Get everybody sitting on the fence.
Goodbye, good luck, think I'll see you later,
Leave the world to them and their big data.
Nightmare. The way the world is headed now?
Suicide attacks, a bit erratic,
And also pretty depleting somehow.
Then, meanwhile, on the ground there's laws and things,
With which we're all protected, so they say,
And some old famous pop star goes and sings,
About the things that will not go away,
Like ignorance and moral corruption.
Those educational establishments,
Laying down the seeds of our disruption,
Get everybody sitting on the fence.
Goodbye, good luck, think I'll see you later,
Leave the world to them and their big data.
544 (13.12.2015)
She's very pretty Marion Marechal,
Pretty and blonde and only twenty-five,
We'll get her in the government we shall,
She'll make those politicians feel alive.
Though experts say her looks they may distract,
From all of her great political views,
They think the voting French will just react,
To what she looks like when she's on the news.
But welcome to the real world one and all,
She'll cut us into ribbons with that smile
And all her right wing words will simply fall,
Far from the ears of those still in denial.
So good luck to you little Miss Le Penn,
But it's not only eyes that vote for men.
Pretty and blonde and only twenty-five,
We'll get her in the government we shall,
She'll make those politicians feel alive.
Though experts say her looks they may distract,
From all of her great political views,
They think the voting French will just react,
To what she looks like when she's on the news.
But welcome to the real world one and all,
She'll cut us into ribbons with that smile
And all her right wing words will simply fall,
Far from the ears of those still in denial.
So good luck to you little Miss Le Penn,
But it's not only eyes that vote for men.
543 (12.12.2015)
Trump and Le Pen they do the best they can,
With fear they fill the masses of our heads
They will keep out the tortured frightened man,
They will not help the children with no beds.
Trumps says he's good at building mighty walls,
And Junkie Mexicans will be kept out,
While Le Pen says that Euro stands and falls,
On knowing what defence is all about.
So these two stand up strong and they proclaim,
That they will save us all and be our guides
And everything they do is in God's name,
But they fill up our hearts with pesticides.
So all the voters hear are words of fear,
And thoughts of love and goodness disappear.
With fear they fill the masses of our heads
They will keep out the tortured frightened man,
They will not help the children with no beds.
Trumps says he's good at building mighty walls,
And Junkie Mexicans will be kept out,
While Le Pen says that Euro stands and falls,
On knowing what defence is all about.
So these two stand up strong and they proclaim,
That they will save us all and be our guides
And everything they do is in God's name,
But they fill up our hearts with pesticides.
So all the voters hear are words of fear,
And thoughts of love and goodness disappear.
542 (11.12.2015)
When I am down I feel so low and mean,
That everything I do just seems absurd,
And everything I've done is so obscene
I don't know why I wrote a single word.
My heart is filled with darkness not with blood,
My brain is numb as numb as numb can be,
And I am wading through great swathes of mud,
That are so deep that I can hardly see.
When I am down I feel as if I've drowned,
As if I've no life left I wish to fight,
And in my head is only silent sound
And all around me all is darkest night.
When I am down I need you here so bad,
And all else in the world just me more sad.
That everything I do just seems absurd,
And everything I've done is so obscene
I don't know why I wrote a single word.
My heart is filled with darkness not with blood,
My brain is numb as numb as numb can be,
And I am wading through great swathes of mud,
That are so deep that I can hardly see.
When I am down I feel as if I've drowned,
As if I've no life left I wish to fight,
And in my head is only silent sound
And all around me all is darkest night.
When I am down I need you here so bad,
And all else in the world just me more sad.
541 (10.12.2015)
As winter's darkness slowly closes in
Between the layers of my soul and me
And creeps beneath the measures of my skin
Into the depths of what I cannot see.
I wonder whether all is lost or not,
We can still see a little in the dark,
And though all life, it seems, is bound to rot
We still chose sometimes not to disembark.
So winter gathers round us and it warms,
The parts of us that waited in the night,
And all the gentle dances it performs,
And bound up in the loneliness of light.
So we can see the way that summers bloom,
Inside the winter darkness and the gloom.
Between the layers of my soul and me
And creeps beneath the measures of my skin
Into the depths of what I cannot see.
I wonder whether all is lost or not,
We can still see a little in the dark,
And though all life, it seems, is bound to rot
We still chose sometimes not to disembark.
So winter gathers round us and it warms,
The parts of us that waited in the night,
And all the gentle dances it performs,
And bound up in the loneliness of light.
So we can see the way that summers bloom,
Inside the winter darkness and the gloom.
540 (09.12.2015)
He did not live and so he could not die,
And everything he'd done was like a dream
He met the world with nothing but a sigh,
As though his whole life had run out of steam.
And she did little to make matters worse,
She swore a bit and wore a purple dress,
Occasionally she'd open up her purse,
And try to cheer him up with her caress.
The pair of them they liked a little drink,
They'd pass the evenings watching the TV,
And try to never have to really think,
About the way the human race could be.
"If every day is numbered, till you die...
Then what's the point to ever even try?"
And everything he'd done was like a dream
He met the world with nothing but a sigh,
As though his whole life had run out of steam.
And she did little to make matters worse,
She swore a bit and wore a purple dress,
Occasionally she'd open up her purse,
And try to cheer him up with her caress.
The pair of them they liked a little drink,
They'd pass the evenings watching the TV,
And try to never have to really think,
About the way the human race could be.
"If every day is numbered, till you die...
Then what's the point to ever even try?"
539 (08.12.2915)
I met a man today who made me think,
Now wasn't that a treat for little me,
Whose brain seems to be always on the blink,
Whose mind seems to be always lost at sea?
He made me think, I think, but I don't know,
I can't remember what I thought about
So I have nothing really I can show
And very little of which I can shout.
He did say something interesting I'm sure
I know it made me stop a little while,
And then the world was not like just before,
And on my face I found a little smile.
I met him though this morning anyway,
I think... or maybe it was yesterday.
538 (07.12.2015)
See what the number seven means to me?
We think about the stars and how they stretch,
Away from all of us eternally,
And all the information we can't fetch,
Into our brains because it's just too much
And we get headaches even if we try,
To understand the speed of light and such,
And what's beyond the sky, beyond the sky.
And that's what seeing you does to my brain,
Just twenty years ago you were so young,
And now you're all grown up. Time is a train,
That leaves us shaking heads with speechless tongue.
I hug you all and hide my verging tears,
And stare back down the lonely path of years.
537 (06.12.2015)
When duty calls each man must take their stance,
And stand up and be counted where they are
And each must do their best and take the chance,
That nothing they begin will carry far.
We drown in choices that we should have made,
We pick up points for things we follow through,
We miss the places where we should have stayed
Instead of rushing off to somewhere new.
One day we look back at the things we've done,
And see the way we think we should have gone
When trying to find a place beside the sun
Or something that it's light might shine upon.
Or maybe it's just time to go to sleep,
And close your eyes before you start to weep.
536 (05.12.2015)
Take two steps forward then take one step back,
And when you're done, the next day do the same
You might be walking down a cul-de-sac,
But still you'll only have yourself to blame.
Go forward one step then go backward two,
Try doing this a while until you're bored,
Then try and work out what it's best to do,
To stop yourself from falling on your sword.
Now don't do anything but breathe and sink
Into the place where nothing every moves,
And every time your brain it wants to think,
Make sure it knows that silence disapproves.
And when you start to rest and worries cease,
Then get your inner voice to whisper: "Peace."
And when you're done, the next day do the same
You might be walking down a cul-de-sac,
But still you'll only have yourself to blame.
Go forward one step then go backward two,
Try doing this a while until you're bored,
Then try and work out what it's best to do,
To stop yourself from falling on your sword.
Now don't do anything but breathe and sink
Into the place where nothing every moves,
And every time your brain it wants to think,
Make sure it knows that silence disapproves.
And when you start to rest and worries cease,
Then get your inner voice to whisper: "Peace."
535 (04.12.2015)
I've trained my inner voice to whisper: 'Peace.'
I send out silent ripples on the wind,
That pass through people's bodies and release
The good in them that cannot be rescind.
When sitting in a public place I start,
To let the word 'Peace' echo round my head,
Then send it like an arrow from my heart
Out through the people where I watch it spread.
If we all whisper 'Peace' with one accord,
If we all send a constant flow of prayers,
Can something in the world not be restored,
That we lost once when we were unawares?
Have we not always know what has been taught,
All changes in the world begin with thought?
I send out silent ripples on the wind,
That pass through people's bodies and release
The good in them that cannot be rescind.
When sitting in a public place I start,
To let the word 'Peace' echo round my head,
Then send it like an arrow from my heart
Out through the people where I watch it spread.
If we all whisper 'Peace' with one accord,
If we all send a constant flow of prayers,
Can something in the world not be restored,
That we lost once when we were unawares?
Have we not always know what has been taught,
All changes in the world begin with thought?
534 (03.12.2015)
Bilary When you are a sucking hunt,
See Slamron's sock? It's spewing on your tongue.
Misguided, lost, infectious little runt,
What did your father say when you were young?
Did he not mention that all war is a sin?
Mention chemicals and Bomber Harris ?
Did he not mention how all wars begin?
Did you buy shares in arms after Paris?
Your father there? He's turning in his grave,
And you sitting on Corbyn's right hand side?
A blue lickspittle, mouthpiece and a slave,
Arms crossed and smiling as we sink and slide.
Your father taught you well... think for yourself,
But did he teach it's good to kill for wealth?
See Slamron's sock? It's spewing on your tongue.
Misguided, lost, infectious little runt,
What did your father say when you were young?
Did he not mention that all war is a sin?
Mention chemicals and Bomber Harris ?
Did he not mention how all wars begin?
Did you buy shares in arms after Paris?
Your father there? He's turning in his grave,
And you sitting on Corbyn's right hand side?
A blue lickspittle, mouthpiece and a slave,
Arms crossed and smiling as we sink and slide.
Your father taught you well... think for yourself,
But did he teach it's good to kill for wealth?
533 (03.12.2015)
May peace come down and settle on mankind,
May all of us be trapped inside its glow,
And may we all stop searching as we find,
The things we need and what we need to know.
Let love come down and fill up all our hearts
With empathy, compassion and the chance
For us to unite all our shattered parts
And stand together, hold hands and advance.
May light be spread amongst us all for good,
Let all our fears be laid to rest at last,
Let us see things as clearly as we should
And build a better future from our past.
May evil in us shrink and fade away,
And all the good in us grow strong and stay.
May all of us be trapped inside its glow,
And may we all stop searching as we find,
The things we need and what we need to know.
Let love come down and fill up all our hearts
With empathy, compassion and the chance
For us to unite all our shattered parts
And stand together, hold hands and advance.
May light be spread amongst us all for good,
Let all our fears be laid to rest at last,
Let us see things as clearly as we should
And build a better future from our past.
May evil in us shrink and fade away,
And all the good in us grow strong and stay.
532 (02.12.2015)
Dear pilot with your bomb of bright Brimstone
We each live with the world at our command
When you are up there flying all alone,
There's no excuse to do as they demand.
Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not kill again.
It's not enough to just do what they say,
You'll hear those children screaming even when
They're dead and all their blood's been washed away.
And who was it that killed them may I ask?
I say: "Not I!" But I'm not really sure,
And politicians too must share the task,
They said the best defence is start a war.
But none of us did what you choose to do,
The only actual murderer is you.
531 (01.12.2015)
The way to peace must be to drop some bombs,
Since they're fanatics with fanatic views,
And all of us at home like Peeping-Toms
Waiting to see the pictures on the news.
They'll make it a bit sterile though of course,
No pictures of no disembowelled kids,
No bloodied mothers howling with remorse,
No realism common sense forbids.
Who wants to see that sort of thing at night,
When families are eating evening meals?
Just flex our muscle's military might,
Who cares how burning flesh on children feels?
Now everybody knows it's time for war,
And nobody can stop it anymore.
Since they're fanatics with fanatic views,
And all of us at home like Peeping-Toms
Waiting to see the pictures on the news.
They'll make it a bit sterile though of course,
No pictures of no disembowelled kids,
No bloodied mothers howling with remorse,
No realism common sense forbids.
Who wants to see that sort of thing at night,
When families are eating evening meals?
Just flex our muscle's military might,
Who cares how burning flesh on children feels?
Now everybody knows it's time for war,
And nobody can stop it anymore.
530 (30.11.2015)
Let love speak to us all and hold our hands,
When we are worried, all alone at night,
Let words fall like the touch of gentle sands,
Upon our hearts to make us feel alright.
When all is lost and lonely in our lives,
Let love appear inside us and begin
To show us how the will of man survives,
And how our strength is never to give in.
It seems at times like all is lost and done,
But many things can make us feel that way,
Our tiredness can seem to weigh a tonne
And all seems dark before the light of day
But when the world seems dark and filled with rage,
Remember you're a soul inside a cage.
When we are worried, all alone at night,
Let words fall like the touch of gentle sands,
Upon our hearts to make us feel alright.
When all is lost and lonely in our lives,
Let love appear inside us and begin
To show us how the will of man survives,
And how our strength is never to give in.
It seems at times like all is lost and done,
But many things can make us feel that way,
Our tiredness can seem to weigh a tonne
And all seems dark before the light of day
But when the world seems dark and filled with rage,
Remember you're a soul inside a cage.
529 (30.11.2015)
Sat in the sauna with two other men,
All of us the same age I roughly guess.
Discussing diet and sugar and when
And why we find it so hard to eat less.
"Five massive donuts for 45P."
"Beer's cheaper than water in Morrison's."
"Don't stand a chance do hungry men like me."
"They're shooting us with diabetes guns."
I sit there for a while and then I leave,
I've swum a little bit, I change and go
Home for a lunch I'm not sure I believe,
Will fill my heart and head and make me glow.
We're all the same we're trapped inside a shell,
We either take control or go to hell.
All of us the same age I roughly guess.
Discussing diet and sugar and when
And why we find it so hard to eat less.
"Five massive donuts for 45P."
"Beer's cheaper than water in Morrison's."
"Don't stand a chance do hungry men like me."
"They're shooting us with diabetes guns."
I sit there for a while and then I leave,
I've swum a little bit, I change and go
Home for a lunch I'm not sure I believe,
Will fill my heart and head and make me glow.
We're all the same we're trapped inside a shell,
We either take control or go to hell.
528 (29.11.2015)
We've gathered here in pictures for you both,
There's nothing wrong with being left alone
It's all a part of friendship's natural growth,
We grow and then we change and then we're stone.
We've got a little smile for you as well,
We mentioned you in passing just a bit,
But of ourselves we have so much to tell,
It's hard remembering the old misfit.
It's funny how things change so gradually,
The summer slides to autumn then it's cold,
And winter beckons all so constantly,
The next we know we're all just grey and old.
It doesn't really matter being last,
When life's a funny thing lived in the past.
There's nothing wrong with being left alone
It's all a part of friendship's natural growth,
We grow and then we change and then we're stone.
We've got a little smile for you as well,
We mentioned you in passing just a bit,
But of ourselves we have so much to tell,
It's hard remembering the old misfit.
It's funny how things change so gradually,
The summer slides to autumn then it's cold,
And winter beckons all so constantly,
The next we know we're all just grey and old.
It doesn't really matter being last,
When life's a funny thing lived in the past.
527 (28.11.2015)
O poor old you, my dear old Mr C,
Was this world never meant for peaceful men?
They will not let you live in peace and see
What happens if we trust ourselves again.
They're shaking swords and baying for some blood,
They don't care who is innocent of guilt,
They only want to bathe beneath the flood,
Of all the blood that ever has been spilt.
We're sacrificial lambs beneath the press
That presses down on all the good in us,
And puts us all in states of fear and stress,
Until we burst like devils drowned in puss.
I do not understand, and never will...
What happened to the words "Thou shalt not kill."?
Was this world never meant for peaceful men?
They will not let you live in peace and see
What happens if we trust ourselves again.
They're shaking swords and baying for some blood,
They don't care who is innocent of guilt,
They only want to bathe beneath the flood,
Of all the blood that ever has been spilt.
We're sacrificial lambs beneath the press
That presses down on all the good in us,
And puts us all in states of fear and stress,
Until we burst like devils drowned in puss.
I do not understand, and never will...
What happened to the words "Thou shalt not kill."?
526 (27.11.2015)
I took some time out to sit with my mum,
He paid her to touch him when she was four
And that was just the first, soon she was numb
Again, again abused like times before.
In school only one teacher let her be,
The others all snogged her and touched her tits,
The headmaster, she said, breathed heavily,
Regard how gently evil on men sits.
Her uncle was the worst of course, the worst,
Got her to lick the syrup off his cock,
If she refused he raged and screamed and cursed,
Left notes inside the phone book by the clock.
And I sprang out of this in waves of pain,
I leave her flat and walk home through the rain.
He paid her to touch him when she was four
And that was just the first, soon she was numb
Again, again abused like times before.
In school only one teacher let her be,
The others all snogged her and touched her tits,
The headmaster, she said, breathed heavily,
Regard how gently evil on men sits.
Her uncle was the worst of course, the worst,
Got her to lick the syrup off his cock,
If she refused he raged and screamed and cursed,
Left notes inside the phone book by the clock.
And I sprang out of this in waves of pain,
I leave her flat and walk home through the rain.
525 (27.11.2015)
Well what a waste of time it is sometimes,
When we try hard to satisfy our needs,
But still the things we want are like the chimes
Of bells that are all covered up with weeds.
We must not fear the worst when times are slow,
We must not worry or we'd only stop,
When we try hard to satisfy our needs,
But still the things we want are like the chimes
Of bells that are all covered up with weeds.
We must not fear the worst when times are slow,
We must not worry or we'd only stop,
It's best to just let all the bad days go
And keep on walking till we reach the top.
I've got something to tell you but I can't
Remember what it was I wished to say,
I could just make it up but no I shan't
It's better to keep silent for today.
Sometimes the day works out and is alright
And other days the day is black as night
524 (26.11.2015)
Go on, do it, or maybe do it twice
It might not be worth keeping or it might
It might be pretty dull or be quite nice,
It might set something inside you alight.
Stand up and then be counted and then go,
Go back to where you started from before,
Take what you've done or put it out on show,
It will not matter when you're through the door.
I would not wish on you a single ill,
I hope your life is happy and fulfilled,
I wish that there was just a little pill
To bring back all the thought that time has killed.
You do it then, and hold it up for me,
And I come round and watch your work and see.
523 (25.11.2015)
Far out across the dark night you are there,
The full moon up above me shines on you,
I hear your voice call through the crispin air
And think until your face comes into view.
I know that you cannot be here right now,
And sadly I cannot be where you are,
Yet when I think of you space melts somehow,
And distances between us seem less far.
See all the little things for which I yearn
Are magnified when I miss you so much,
When all I really want is your return.
And all I really need's your gentle touch,
Can't you just text me now and maybe say,
That it's the last time that you'll go away?
The full moon up above me shines on you,
I hear your voice call through the crispin air
And think until your face comes into view.
I know that you cannot be here right now,
And sadly I cannot be where you are,
Yet when I think of you space melts somehow,
And distances between us seem less far.
See all the little things for which I yearn
Are magnified when I miss you so much,
When all I really want is your return.
And all I really need's your gentle touch,
Can't you just text me now and maybe say,
That it's the last time that you'll go away?
522 (24.11.2015)
So now we're slipping slowly into war,
And no one seems to understand or care
We're waking up that savage little whore,
And spreading all her rumours everywhere.
I'd always hoped I'd not be seeing this,
I'd spend a lifetime bathed in tranquil peace,
But now we hear that stealthy serpent's hiss
And watch it gather nearer death's release.
So many try so hard to market calm,
But marketers of war and false alarm,
Have no wish to surrender or disarm,
And more than just themselves they wish to harm.
So we bow down and do as we are drilled,
And all the good in man is slowly killed.
And no one seems to understand or care
We're waking up that savage little whore,
And spreading all her rumours everywhere.
I'd always hoped I'd not be seeing this,
I'd spend a lifetime bathed in tranquil peace,
But now we hear that stealthy serpent's hiss
And watch it gather nearer death's release.
So many try so hard to market calm,
But marketers of war and false alarm,
Have no wish to surrender or disarm,
And more than just themselves they wish to harm.
So we bow down and do as we are drilled,
And all the good in man is slowly killed.
521 (23.11.2015)
How can you live your life so filled with hate,
For anything that's not the same as you?
We listen as you steadily berate,
The sight of everything that's slightly new.
We try to understand it's just your age,
We know that times where hard when you were raised
But still the seething cesspool of your rage,
Leaves all of us dumbfounded and amazed
You had to struggle so hard to survive,
It's like you never really learnt to give
And though you felt at times you were alive,
It's like they never really let you live.
And now you judge by colour and by skin,
And cannot see that this perhaps is sin.
For anything that's not the same as you?
We listen as you steadily berate,
The sight of everything that's slightly new.
We try to understand it's just your age,
We know that times where hard when you were raised
But still the seething cesspool of your rage,
Leaves all of us dumbfounded and amazed
You had to struggle so hard to survive,
It's like you never really learnt to give
And though you felt at times you were alive,
It's like they never really let you live.
And now you judge by colour and by skin,
And cannot see that this perhaps is sin.
520 (22.11.2015)
My mum made it to eighty years this week,
She smiles and walks and talks like all of us,
Eighty years is of course not that unique,
But twenty years not paying for the bus?
Some children die inside their mother's womb,
Some babies die too young to even smile,
But what of where and why and when and whom,
Do we wait in a queue in single file?
So one by one we shuffle off the earth,
Without a thought for age or what we've done,
Without a thought for what we think we're worth,
Or whether we're a good or wayward son.
So death he comes and takes us all away,
But not my mum, who's eighty years today.
She smiles and walks and talks like all of us,
Eighty years is of course not that unique,
But twenty years not paying for the bus?
Some children die inside their mother's womb,
Some babies die too young to even smile,
But what of where and why and when and whom,
Do we wait in a queue in single file?
So one by one we shuffle off the earth,
Without a thought for age or what we've done,
Without a thought for what we think we're worth,
Or whether we're a good or wayward son.
So death he comes and takes us all away,
But not my mum, who's eighty years today.
519 (21.11.2015)
When it is cold outside and winter's here,
When frosty winds they bite at hands and toes,
It's nice to know that friends are close and near,
On Facebook where our friendly banter glows.
I message friends, or post a word or two,
I see their jokes and comment on their words,
I smile at things they say and things they do
We share our lives like happy twitt'ring birds.
I have an app upon my mobile phone,
It notifies me when something's been said
I know that I am never all alone,
Not even late at night when I'm in bed.
It's sort of like a blessing and a curse,
But loneliness is scarier and worse.
When frosty winds they bite at hands and toes,
It's nice to know that friends are close and near,
On Facebook where our friendly banter glows.
I message friends, or post a word or two,
I see their jokes and comment on their words,
I smile at things they say and things they do
We share our lives like happy twitt'ring birds.
I have an app upon my mobile phone,
It notifies me when something's been said
I know that I am never all alone,
Not even late at night when I'm in bed.
It's sort of like a blessing and a curse,
But loneliness is scarier and worse.
518 (20.11.2015)
Maybe I should have been a boxer and
Had all these words just beaten out of me
Then rested with my head inside a hand
And let the world wash over me and be.
Perhaps I should have spoken to myself
And told myself normality was best
When I was young and worried on a shelf
And knew that I could find a place to rest.
But now I walk in circles and I spin,
A web for myself every single day,
I wish that I could fight it and give in
But somethings keeps me pushing all the way.
I do not want to do this help me stop,
Give me a good excuse to let it drop.
Had all these words just beaten out of me
Then rested with my head inside a hand
And let the world wash over me and be.
Perhaps I should have spoken to myself
And told myself normality was best
When I was young and worried on a shelf
And knew that I could find a place to rest.
But now I walk in circles and I spin,
A web for myself every single day,
I wish that I could fight it and give in
But somethings keeps me pushing all the way.
I do not want to do this help me stop,
Give me a good excuse to let it drop.
517 (20.11.2015)
I want to be a bird up in the sky,
I want to fly away from me a while,
And watch from up above, the world pass by,
And try and give myself a chance to smile.
I want to want no more but just to be,
To let myself be unlocked for a bit,
To let my heart be happy, loved and free
To let my life go by and just to sit.
If I could fly and slip away somehow,
Up there between the clouds and brightest blue,
If only it was possible right now
For me to slip entirely from view.
I want to be a bird and just be gone,
Yet somehow all my life just carries on.
I want to fly away from me a while,
And watch from up above, the world pass by,
And try and give myself a chance to smile.
I want to want no more but just to be,
To let myself be unlocked for a bit,
To let my heart be happy, loved and free
To let my life go by and just to sit.
If I could fly and slip away somehow,
Up there between the clouds and brightest blue,
If only it was possible right now
For me to slip entirely from view.
I want to be a bird and just be gone,
Yet somehow all my life just carries on.
516 (20.11.2015)
We are the fall guys come and blow us up,
It's our fault that your countries are at war,
We drink from evil's overflowing cup
And swim in death like shoals of albacore.
We did not protest we just watched TV,
We did not raise our voices and unite,
With you the lost and lonely forced to flee
By our unfettered leader's fearsome bite.
We are the rich our children sleep in beds,
We eat smoked salmon when we have the urge,
And all our media does is fill our heads
With lies that are so difficult to purge.
Forgive us, we are foolish and we fall,
Or better still perhaps just kill us all.
It's our fault that your countries are at war,
We drink from evil's overflowing cup
And swim in death like shoals of albacore.
We did not protest we just watched TV,
We did not raise our voices and unite,
With you the lost and lonely forced to flee
By our unfettered leader's fearsome bite.
We are the rich our children sleep in beds,
We eat smoked salmon when we have the urge,
And all our media does is fill our heads
With lies that are so difficult to purge.
Forgive us, we are foolish and we fall,
Or better still perhaps just kill us all.
515 (20.11.2015)
I think that I can see with my eyes shut,
For when I shut my eyes I see your face,
And your sweet eyes that through my problems cut
Until the world lies in its rightful place.
It is so safe in that dim space of mine,
When I sit with you cuddled in the dark
And everything seems right and almost fine,
Where you and I are nothing but a spark.
I want to stay there but I'm still alive,
I want to shelter in my head with you
In dark where darkness only can survive,
But still the light of love shines for us two.
I want to close my eyes and rest a while,
And in my dreams see nothing but your smile.
For when I shut my eyes I see your face,
And your sweet eyes that through my problems cut
Until the world lies in its rightful place.
It is so safe in that dim space of mine,
When I sit with you cuddled in the dark
And everything seems right and almost fine,
Where you and I are nothing but a spark.
I want to stay there but I'm still alive,
I want to shelter in my head with you
In dark where darkness only can survive,
But still the light of love shines for us two.
I want to close my eyes and rest a while,
And in my dreams see nothing but your smile.
514 (19.11.2015)
Who isn't sick of stagnant words right now?
Whose head is not filled up with wasted words?
Does nobody else want to take a bow,
And throw all letters out to passing birds.
I hate all things I've written and all thought
I wish I'd never clicked out any lines,
For all amounts to little more than nought
When I look at our world and read the signs.
How petty is all thought and word and deed?
How lost are all the things we think we've done,
When we stand in the presence of real need,
And in the shadow of a loaded gun.
For words are words and only words they are,
With only words we only get so far.
Does nobody else want to take a bow,
And throw all letters out to passing birds.
I hate all things I've written and all thought
I wish I'd never clicked out any lines,
For all amounts to little more than nought
When I look at our world and read the signs.
How petty is all thought and word and deed?
How lost are all the things we think we've done,
When we stand in the presence of real need,
And in the shadow of a loaded gun.
For words are words and only words they are,
With only words we only get so far.
513 (18.11.2015)
I've got a shell I'm gonna climb in now,
And hideaway from all the world a while,
I'll put these things away behind my brow,
Impose on myself my own self exile.
The weather invites closing down of things,
I've shut the shutters up and locked the doors,
Outside the wind with winter's chorus sings,
Inside there's only sounds of sounds outdoors.
Turn off the lights go back to bed and stay,
There where it's nice and warm beneath the sheets,
Let's hibernate until the month of May,
Then reemerge to spring and all its treats.
The wind is bending trees out in the rain,
Don't wake me up until it's warm again.
And hideaway from all the world a while,
I'll put these things away behind my brow,
Impose on myself my own self exile.
The weather invites closing down of things,
I've shut the shutters up and locked the doors,
Outside the wind with winter's chorus sings,
Inside there's only sounds of sounds outdoors.
Turn off the lights go back to bed and stay,
There where it's nice and warm beneath the sheets,
Let's hibernate until the month of May,
Then reemerge to spring and all its treats.
The wind is bending trees out in the rain,
Don't wake me up until it's warm again.
512 (17.11.2015)
You can not be a human with no heart,
(Or that's what all the doctors say at least)
But I see people argue for a start,
And then treat fellow man just like a beast.
We are all flesh and bone and blood and love,
We are all one and soul and lonely man,
We are all lost beneath the stars above
We are all struggling as best we can.
We are all floating souls inside a tin,
We are all love and dripping fields of change
We are all of the things that are within
We are all of the things swept out of range.
We have a heart that we all try to use,
Sometimes we win but many times we lose.
(Or that's what all the doctors say at least)
But I see people argue for a start,
And then treat fellow man just like a beast.
We are all flesh and bone and blood and love,
We are all one and soul and lonely man,
We are all lost beneath the stars above
We are all struggling as best we can.
We are all floating souls inside a tin,
We are all love and dripping fields of change
We are all of the things that are within
We are all of the things swept out of range.
We have a heart that we all try to use,
Sometimes we win but many times we lose.
511 (16.11.2015)
I'm happy to give cash to MI5
Let's have a funding fun day just for that,
I am so pleased that I am still alive...
I'd gladly be trampled on like a mat.
Who cares about our human rights right now?
Just take them please but keep us safe and warm,
As long as you protect us all somehow
I'd gladly give up freedom and conform.
GCHQ and MI5 and 6,
Let's give them all the money that they need,
So they can do more of their dirty tricks,
Let's have a funding fun day just for that,
I am so pleased that I am still alive...
I'd gladly be trampled on like a mat.
Who cares about our human rights right now?
Just take them please but keep us safe and warm,
As long as you protect us all somehow
I'd gladly give up freedom and conform.
GCHQ and MI5 and 6,
Let's give them all the money that they need,
So they can do more of their dirty tricks,
And we can keep on living with our greed.
The answer's always just to pay and pay
The answer's always just to pay and pay
Throw money at them, problems fade away.
510 (15.11.2015)
We packed the house about a year ago,
And things began to change so steadily,
We're still here now of course, things moved quite slow,
But sometimes it is better not to flee.
We made some little changes to our lives
And started doing what we thought we should,
It's funny how the will of man survives,
And things that we commit to turn out good.
There's things we know but are afraid to try,
And things we keep on doing that we hate,
And all the while time's floating gently,
And suddenly, you know, it's just too late.
You might as well just give something a go,
'Cause if you never do, you'll never know.
And things began to change so steadily,
We're still here now of course, things moved quite slow,
But sometimes it is better not to flee.
We made some little changes to our lives
And started doing what we thought we should,
It's funny how the will of man survives,
And things that we commit to turn out good.
There's things we know but are afraid to try,
And things we keep on doing that we hate,
And all the while time's floating gently,
And suddenly, you know, it's just too late.
You might as well just give something a go,
'Cause if you never do, you'll never know.
509 (14.11.2015)
Such a good excuse to shut the border,
Could not have planned it better by ourselvesPut the world to rights in perfect order,
Shove lefty ideas back up on the shelves.
They started saying they love refugees
And that we should just let in more and more
So now we've brought them all back to their knees
And all that's left to do is start a war.
Of course it's sad, my heart bleeds for the dead,
But chances like this cannot just be missed,
Those immigrants are so easily led
From refugee to instant terrorist.
Who cares if they all die from war or draught,
Let's build a great big wall and keep them out.
But chances like this cannot just be missed,
Those immigrants are so easily led
From refugee to instant terrorist.
Who cares if they all die from war or draught,
Let's build a great big wall and keep them out.
508 (13.11.2015)
You need not fear that time will touch your face,
Nor need you worry that some people die,
There's nothing in the world that can erase,
The words of love that flow from you and I.
For when we speak a word, that word remains
Beyond the ageing confines of the clock,
And all the weary, world of worried pains
Is shattered like a glass upon a rock.
I hold your hand, I whisper in your ear,
I pass away the night held in your arms,
And time becomes a fickle, fleeting fear,
That every moment with you gently calms.
And when the darkness closes in on me,
Your words will fill my soul eternally.
Nor need you worry that some people die,
There's nothing in the world that can erase,
The words of love that flow from you and I.
For when we speak a word, that word remains
Beyond the ageing confines of the clock,
And all the weary, world of worried pains
Is shattered like a glass upon a rock.
I hold your hand, I whisper in your ear,
I pass away the night held in your arms,
And time becomes a fickle, fleeting fear,
That every moment with you gently calms.
And when the darkness closes in on me,
Your words will fill my soul eternally.
507 (12.11.2015)
When your whole world seems lost and full of tears
When everything you do seems to go wrong,
And nothing can allay you're deepest fears,
I'd like to sing for you a simple song.
And in this song I'd like to write some lines,
That cheer you up and stop you feeling bad,
And show you how to read the little signs,
That lead away from paths of feeling sad.
In life there's often moments we forget,
When normal seems to sweep away the world,
As though there's nothing better we can get,
As though the coil of life has been unfurled.
And we are all left stranded and alone
Waiting to hear the message on the phone
In life there's often moments we forget,
When normal seems to sweep away the world,
As though there's nothing better we can get,
As though the coil of life has been unfurled.
And we are all left stranded and alone
Waiting to hear the message on the phone
506 (11.11.2015)
Oreos, sugar bomb, diabetes,
Maltesers, Snickers, Mars and chocolate bread
Only the best for our favourite disease
We'll keep on eating ice creams till we're dead.
Give me another vat of chocolate mouse
A coffee with six sugars full of sin
I've tried to stop my hands but it's no use,
I see those shiny wrappers and cave in.
It's not that I'm an addict though, of course,
It's just that I don't think apples are sweet,
And oranges? They fill me with remorse,
That they're not Terry's Chocolate Orange treat.
It's just a choice I've made and I suppose,
That one day soon they'll amputate my toes.
Maltesers, Snickers, Mars and chocolate bread
Only the best for our favourite disease
We'll keep on eating ice creams till we're dead.
Give me another vat of chocolate mouse
A coffee with six sugars full of sin
I've tried to stop my hands but it's no use,
I see those shiny wrappers and cave in.
It's not that I'm an addict though, of course,
It's just that I don't think apples are sweet,
And oranges? They fill me with remorse,
That they're not Terry's Chocolate Orange treat.
It's just a choice I've made and I suppose,
That one day soon they'll amputate my toes.
505 (10.11.2015)
I watch in terror as the days unfold,
I try hard to let things play as they will,
But nothing seems to do what it's been told,
And every little difference makes me ill.
There's nothing left when I fall fast asleep,
I close my eyes and this world slips to dreams
There's nothing left of it I'd wish to keep
And all I touch is other than it seems.
We slip around the sun and morning comes,
Then fast as ice it's gone and night is here,
And all of us with our opposing thumbs
Can never know when we will disappear.
The days they spin in circles round the sun,
And light and shadows dance on everyone.
I try hard to let things play as they will,
But nothing seems to do what it's been told,
And every little difference makes me ill.
There's nothing left when I fall fast asleep,
I close my eyes and this world slips to dreams
There's nothing left of it I'd wish to keep
And all I touch is other than it seems.
We slip around the sun and morning comes,
Then fast as ice it's gone and night is here,
And all of us with our opposing thumbs
Can never know when we will disappear.
The days they spin in circles round the sun,
And light and shadows dance on everyone.
504 (09.11.2015)
The rounded wind it howls out in the tree,
We sit inside as safe as passers by,
And do not hear the flutter of a plea
Or understand the slightest reason why
We bow down to the will and then repent,
We stumble on the back of fortune's wheel,
We feel the rack upon which we are bent
Yet do not understand just how we feel.
I burn for clarity at times at night,
I long for a solution in my mind,
Just a little voice to say 'Alright.'
And let me know I am not deaf and blind,
I long to slip my neck out of this yoke,
I long to stop my thoughts and tell a joke.
We sit inside as safe as passers by,
And do not hear the flutter of a plea
Or understand the slightest reason why
We bow down to the will and then repent,
We stumble on the back of fortune's wheel,
We feel the rack upon which we are bent
Yet do not understand just how we feel.
I burn for clarity at times at night,
I long for a solution in my mind,
Just a little voice to say 'Alright.'
And let me know I am not deaf and blind,
I long to slip my neck out of this yoke,
I long to stop my thoughts and tell a joke.
503 (08.10.2015)
Saw Radio one's Teen Awards today,
At Wembley Arena, full of screams,
And all the thousands more at home ok?
Watching it, and it filling them with dreams.
Watched it with my children and understood...
The things I cared for no longer recalled,
Each little fault so amplified by time,
Over burning coals my memories hauled,
Or bleached inside a pot of burning lime.
Keep interested in everything you can,
Keep doing what you think you do the best,
And try to have some sort of simple plan
And understand that often life's a test.
Not even they are getting younger now,
But change your heart and you can show them how.
502 (07.10.2015)
Tonight there's fireworks sparkling in the sky,
The world is cool and cold and damp and dark,
The autumn leaves slip under passers by
And shadows light the trees that line the park.
Erratic claps of thunder breech the air,
And waken up our tired sleeping dog,
Who barks just once but then seems not to care,
That Elliot's cat prowls outside like a fog.
The night is heavy dripped and laden down,
The branches of the trees are waterfalls,
Bright children light their sparklers and then clown
Around, beneath the sound of siren's calls.
The fifth was only two short days ago,
A shame that Guy Fawkes disappointed so.
The world is cool and cold and damp and dark,
The autumn leaves slip under passers by
And shadows light the trees that line the park.
Erratic claps of thunder breech the air,
And waken up our tired sleeping dog,
Who barks just once but then seems not to care,
That Elliot's cat prowls outside like a fog.
The night is heavy dripped and laden down,
The branches of the trees are waterfalls,
Bright children light their sparklers and then clown
Around, beneath the sound of siren's calls.
The fifth was only two short days ago,
A shame that Guy Fawkes disappointed so.
501 (06.10.2015)
I want to live in hope and sometimes do,
I'm filled with faith and love for all mankind
I know good will eventually shine through
And that men understand and are not blind.
I want to live in hope and sometimes close
My eyes to all the evil that I see,
And all the sin that from the devil flows
And everyday is thrust in front of me.
I close my eyes to all the darkest part
Of this cruel world in which we're floundering,
And I try hard to have a faithful heart,
And have a soul that wants to grow and sing.
I say my glass is half full and confound,
My eyes that see it smashed upon the ground.
500 (05.11.2015)
Thank you for travelling with me on this road
It makes a difference that I know you're there,
When I'm so bored I think that I'll implode,
I try to make something that you can share.
So you've become a reason that I write
And knowing that you're there makes words seem new.
These tired syllables seem far more bright
When I get Comments and some Likes from you.
So I keep pushing things out everyday,
Knowing full well that now I have a chance,
To give a little smile upon the way,
And share a little of life's funny dance.
So thanks for being there since number one,
This is for you. And that's five hundred done.
It makes a difference that I know you're there,
When I'm so bored I think that I'll implode,
I try to make something that you can share.
So you've become a reason that I write
And knowing that you're there makes words seem new.
These tired syllables seem far more bright
When I get Comments and some Likes from you.
So I keep pushing things out everyday,
Knowing full well that now I have a chance,
To give a little smile upon the way,
And share a little of life's funny dance.
So thanks for being there since number one,
This is for you. And that's five hundred done.
499 (04.10.2915)
It's funny how we turn to love in need,
When I feel down I often run to you,
Somehow you always know just what I need,
And what it will take for me to pull through.
It's no surprise that it's to you I turn,
You're little bits of me that I've mislaid,
And when I'm just about to crash and burn
You take my hand and all my troubles fade.
I hear my cynic serpent side and hiss
But when I'm near you cynicism's gone,
Your love replaces all that is amiss
And turns to gold all that it shines upon.
So in my hour of need you're where I go,
And all I love and all I need to know.
And all I love and all I need to know.
498 (03.11.2015)
On Hayling Island once I got sunburn,When I was about fifteen years of age,
One of the lessons that I had to learn,
Kayaking on the sea with no heat gauge,
And with no shirt upon my pale, white back,
And no sun cream on any part of me,
Young and defenseless 'neath the sun's attack,
Whose violence it takes quite a while to see.
By the evening I was shivering and ill
Red and burnt, my skin tight and restricted,
So I could hardly move despite my will,
No sympathy, all pain self inflicted.
Laid in bed, peeled skin for two days on fire,
And did nothing but listen to Desire.
497 (02.11.2015)
Where are the good old days, where have they gone?
I used to laugh so much that I would cry,
It's now just memories old age shines upon,
And I watch laughing children pass me by.
But were the good old days really that good,
Or is it just our way of looking back?
Would you return there even if you could,
Sometimes when I think of the past it's black.
Perhaps the good old days are here and now,
And things are better than they've ever been,
But we've lost sight of all of that some how,
And all our busyness just makes us mean.
I think I'll slow down and appreciate,
How good life is before it's just too late.
496 (01.11.2015)
This is what it's like being a human
I have a body and I have some eyes
Inside me there's an angel and a demon
And both of them are wearing a disguise.
They fill my head with thoughts that make me think
I try to find a way but I am lost
Inside a place I cannot help but sink
On waves of doubt I am forever tossed.
I have to keep reminding myself that
I am a human being and I'm here
No more or less important than a gnat,
I live a while and then I disappear.
But still at times I feel that I am more,
Could it be true or is conscience a flaw?
495 (31.10.2015)
Last night I was not woken by my kids!
I think that it's the first time in eight years
That sleep's not been what parenthood forbids.
So all last night I slept without child's tears,
Without having to coax one back to sleep,
Without having to soothe a sickly head,
Without having to calm a nightmare's weep,
Without having to move them from my bed.
So I was left alone with my two dreams
Which both were pretty scary actually,
(The gift of sleep's not always as it seems),
In one my kids were all taken from me.
And so you see I woke up anyway,
And went to check that they were all Okay.
I think that it's the first time in eight years
That sleep's not been what parenthood forbids.
So all last night I slept without child's tears,
Without having to coax one back to sleep,
Without having to soothe a sickly head,
Without having to calm a nightmare's weep,
Without having to move them from my bed.
So I was left alone with my two dreams
Which both were pretty scary actually,
(The gift of sleep's not always as it seems),
In one my kids were all taken from me.
And so you see I woke up anyway,
And went to check that they were all Okay.
494 (30.10.2015)
You take something that's whole and break it up,
And share the pieces out between them all,
But then they howl like wolves inside a cup,
And you brick yourself up inside a wall.
You did not mean to displease anyone,
You did not think sharing an evil deed,
But now it seems a new age has begun,
Where nothing counts except the power of need.
And so you give and give as you once gave,
And repetition keeps you safe and warm
But none of them will take the time to save,
The power they had to make you conform.
At first your letter seemed like it was nice,
But then I took some time and read it twice.
And share the pieces out between them all,
But then they howl like wolves inside a cup,
And you brick yourself up inside a wall.
You did not mean to displease anyone,
You did not think sharing an evil deed,
But now it seems a new age has begun,
Where nothing counts except the power of need.
And so you give and give as you once gave,
And repetition keeps you safe and warm
But none of them will take the time to save,
The power they had to make you conform.
At first your letter seemed like it was nice,
But then I took some time and read it twice.
493 (29.10.2015)
We're going to the cinema today
It's raining and it's grey and dull outside
It's sixteen-fifty that we'll have to pay,
See? Finance and intentions they collide.
We're going to the beach today I think,
It's lovely down there when the tide is low,
We like to run on wet sand and to sink
Into the muddy pools like sandy snow.
I like to watch the waves come to the shore,
I love to be away from house but home
I look back at the town that I adore
And watch as all my troubles turn to foam.
Far better to be out here in the rain,
Than stuck inside and in debt once again.
It's raining and it's grey and dull outside
It's sixteen-fifty that we'll have to pay,
See? Finance and intentions they collide.
We're going to the beach today I think,
It's lovely down there when the tide is low,
We like to run on wet sand and to sink
Into the muddy pools like sandy snow.
I like to watch the waves come to the shore,
I love to be away from house but home
I look back at the town that I adore
And watch as all my troubles turn to foam.
Far better to be out here in the rain,
Than stuck inside and in debt once again.
492 (28.10.2015)
There's no point in my thinking what to write,
For every thought I have revolves round you,
And even though you're far beyond my sight,
You stick around my mind like super glue.
It's not just pictures somewhere in my head,
But something that fills every part of me,
I try to see the world but there instead,
Is something of which I cannot be free.
So many years it's been like this and so,
I hardly pay that matter any heed,
There's parts of me that cannot let you go
And parts of me that quite like how I bleed.
I don't know why this love remains alive,
Or why it is that sorrow makes it thrive.
491 (27.10.2015)
I haven't seen the news for a long time,
Is all the world still working as it should?
Are half of us still terrorised by crime?
Are half of us still trying to be good?
If I turn on the TV will I see,
That something good is happening today?
Or will I sit and disappointingly,
Be shown that only evil comes our way.
I'd like to watch the news for once and learn
That we are still quite good and in control
And that we're not about to crash and burn,
And that the human race still has a goal.
I'm not saying the news is just a lie,
But it somehow represses you and I.
Is all the world still working as it should?
Are half of us still terrorised by crime?
Are half of us still trying to be good?
If I turn on the TV will I see,
That something good is happening today?
Or will I sit and disappointingly,
Be shown that only evil comes our way.
I'd like to watch the news for once and learn
That we are still quite good and in control
And that we're not about to crash and burn,
And that the human race still has a goal.
I'm not saying the news is just a lie,
But it somehow represses you and I.
490 (26.10.2015)
Let rats and mice and scabies lice and worms,
Come visit you and take pretension down,
So you can see you're not beyond our germs,
And that they do not care about your crown.
You might be king of all that you survey,
So survey this and quickly make a note,
Of how the parasites they come to stay,
And how they make a bed inside your throat.
There is no mortal man that is not food,
No eyes that see beyond illusion's veil,
There is no point in you being so rude,
When very little of you will prevail.
We are all equal in so many ways,
As one by one we live our numbered days.
Come visit you and take pretension down,
So you can see you're not beyond our germs,
And that they do not care about your crown.
You might be king of all that you survey,
So survey this and quickly make a note,
Of how the parasites they come to stay,
And how they make a bed inside your throat.
There is no mortal man that is not food,
No eyes that see beyond illusion's veil,
There is no point in you being so rude,
When very little of you will prevail.
We are all equal in so many ways,
As one by one we live our numbered days.
489 (25.10.2015)
There is no time to sit and wonder why
There's only time to hurry on your way
And wish that you had wings so you could fly
From all the things that clutter up your day.
But still you need to slow down and relax
When everything is speeding by so fast
Before the others start to see the cracks
And understand that this can never last.
There are some things that stop a waiting clock,
That cause our sense of time to circumvent
Distractions that are solid as a rock,
And somehow seem to keep the time we've lent.
Some people say that time does not exist,
And still we cannot get back what we've missed.
There's only time to hurry on your way
And wish that you had wings so you could fly
From all the things that clutter up your day.
But still you need to slow down and relax
When everything is speeding by so fast
Before the others start to see the cracks
And understand that this can never last.
There are some things that stop a waiting clock,
That cause our sense of time to circumvent
Distractions that are solid as a rock,
And somehow seem to keep the time we've lent.
Some people say that time does not exist,
And still we cannot get back what we've missed.
488 (24.10.2015)
When everything is black and settled down,
When all the colours of your life are grey,
When all your mouth it wants to do is frown
And there are no more words you wish to say.
Foundations do not move from hour to hour,
In ups and downs somethings stay strong and clear,
And everything is not beyond your power,
If you can concentrate on what is here.
I'd like to think foundation is a light
And yet at times it's hard to even smile
When we wake up and all around is night
And happiness can take a little while.
So even though on one level we know,
It's still so hard to let our sadness go.
When all the colours of your life are grey,
When all your mouth it wants to do is frown
And there are no more words you wish to say.
Foundations do not move from hour to hour,
In ups and downs somethings stay strong and clear,
And everything is not beyond your power,
If you can concentrate on what is here.
I'd like to think foundation is a light
And yet at times it's hard to even smile
When we wake up and all around is night
And happiness can take a little while.
So even though on one level we know,
It's still so hard to let our sadness go.
487 (23.10.2015)
They're building bonfires out of all you love,
They're setting fire to what you think you need
So that you can shine like the stars above,
And not let simple things yourself impede.
There's nothing left it's time for you to go,
Leave everything behind that held you back,
Change all the things you thought you used to know,
And understand there's nothing that you will lack.
So stand up once again and just be brave,
It's never easy changing things around,
But sometimes what we leave is what we save,
And what we lost is less than what we've found.
So jump then now and understand the worth-
lessness of all the things you have on earth.
They're setting fire to what you think you need
So that you can shine like the stars above,
And not let simple things yourself impede.
There's nothing left it's time for you to go,
Leave everything behind that held you back,
Change all the things you thought you used to know,
And understand there's nothing that you will lack.
So stand up once again and just be brave,
It's never easy changing things around,
But sometimes what we leave is what we save,
And what we lost is less than what we've found.
So jump then now and understand the worth-
lessness of all the things you have on earth.
486 (22.10.2015)
And so it is that this world spins around
One second we are up and the we're gone
Without a clue quite what it is we've found
Or where it is that light that once was shone.
In all a world of platitudes and grace
When not a word is spoken in the wrong
And everyone is so good to your face
And we are all so nice and play along,
Well isn't it refreshing for a change
When someone breaks our manners and is rude,
And thrusts the ghost of pettiness from range
By saying what they think and being crude?
Richard, forgive yourself and we will too,
Because you know it all comes back to you.
One second we are up and the we're gone
Without a clue quite what it is we've found
Or where it is that light that once was shone.
In all a world of platitudes and grace
When not a word is spoken in the wrong
And everyone is so good to your face
And we are all so nice and play along,
Well isn't it refreshing for a change
When someone breaks our manners and is rude,
And thrusts the ghost of pettiness from range
By saying what they think and being crude?
Richard, forgive yourself and we will too,
Because you know it all comes back to you.
485 (21.10.2015)
Our two year old is difficult to tame,
We've moved her a bit early from her cot,
So now she thinks that it's a funny game,
To try and run around when she should not.
We cannot reason with her it's no use,
And when I'm strict she doesn't seem to care,
So I write by her bed taking abuse,
Just waiting for her silence in despair.
She'll drop off when she's good and ready though,
And sing her self to sleep while kicking me,
Infuriating like nothing I know,
But all the time as cute as cute can be.
The devil's here all dressed up like a child,
Who should be fast asleep but's running wild.
We've moved her a bit early from her cot,
So now she thinks that it's a funny game,
To try and run around when she should not.
We cannot reason with her it's no use,
And when I'm strict she doesn't seem to care,
So I write by her bed taking abuse,
Just waiting for her silence in despair.
She'll drop off when she's good and ready though,
And sing her self to sleep while kicking me,
Infuriating like nothing I know,
But all the time as cute as cute can be.
The devil's here all dressed up like a child,
Who should be fast asleep but's running wild.
484 (20.10.2015)
If we're the sum of all the parts we are,
And all mankind's the sum of all mankind
Then we're connected to the Myanmar
And every other human we can find.
So we are all reflected in a mesh,
And this is how it was and will be too,
A world of spirits dwelling in the flesh,
Some things cannot be proved but are still true.
The fields of conscience rattle in the wind,
Old men with heavy burdens try and try,
To write a formula for those who've sinned
And find an answer to the question "Why?"
Are we beyond the sum of all we know,
Or simply nothing more than quid pro quo?
483 (19.10.2015)
Let all the words and humbleness of minds,
Bow down as we behold what Shakespeare made,
And see how age new meaning simply finds,
And gives a deeper, richer, darker shade.
Need anything be said to add to this?
Need anyone be charged to add a word?
When not a single syllable's amiss,
And so much deep emotion has been stirred.
To hold a mirror up to us on earth,
So we can see ourselves just as we are,
And we can see what human life is worth
As we float round upon our wooden star.
And all the world is staged with all our parts,
Revolving round our placid floating hearts.
482 (18.10.2015)
He's in character, wading through the sea,
The tide has turned the water levels rise
Looks at the camera, back at you and me,
From our sofa see dangers in his eyes.
If we were there with him we'd all survive,
Or maybe his tactic would be to leave,
Us all behind and keep himself alive,
I guess we'd be quite easy to deceive.
I almost hear his voice saying it now,
Desperate as he slips on rocks and stone,
Trying hard to teach us all somehow,
"...The best way to survive is all alone..."
So Mr Grylls says backs the way to go,
And we turn round but then he doesn't show.
The tide has turned the water levels rise
Looks at the camera, back at you and me,
From our sofa see dangers in his eyes.
If we were there with him we'd all survive,
Or maybe his tactic would be to leave,
Us all behind and keep himself alive,
I guess we'd be quite easy to deceive.
I almost hear his voice saying it now,
Desperate as he slips on rocks and stone,
Trying hard to teach us all somehow,
"...The best way to survive is all alone..."
So Mr Grylls says backs the way to go,
And we turn round but then he doesn't show.
481 (17.10.2015)
If all of Greek mythology were true,
Would I always be thirsty like a fool?
Would I spend all my time persuading you,
That beauty's not reflected in a pool?
There's something deep within us that we see,
If we look straight towards the face we meet.
When we are scared and lonely out at sea,
Or when we find a lost friend in the street.
I miss you now though it is long ago,
That we played with the others in our lives,
So many people that I used to know
Of whom now only memory survives.
Fantastic friends that have had to depart,
Whose warmth and friendship still fills up my heart.
Would I always be thirsty like a fool?
Would I spend all my time persuading you,
That beauty's not reflected in a pool?
There's something deep within us that we see,
If we look straight towards the face we meet.
When we are scared and lonely out at sea,
Or when we find a lost friend in the street.
I miss you now though it is long ago,
That we played with the others in our lives,
So many people that I used to know
Of whom now only memory survives.
Fantastic friends that have had to depart,
Whose warmth and friendship still fills up my heart.
480 (16.10.2015)
The gate keepers are there, obese and bored.
Presiding over all who wish to swim,
And anyone's complaints will be ignored
Or handled next week perhaps on a whim.
They've gathered up the money in the box
They've covered all their chips with melted cheese,
They've waited for the whistles and the clocks,
To walk around the pool with covered knees.
A little bit of swimming once a week,
If your child wants to join you have to pay,
Officious, nepotistic and antique
Obey, do what they say, or walk away.
So we turn up and simply play along,
Can't put my finger on it, something's wrong.
Presiding over all who wish to swim,
And anyone's complaints will be ignored
Or handled next week perhaps on a whim.
They've gathered up the money in the box
They've covered all their chips with melted cheese,
They've waited for the whistles and the clocks,
To walk around the pool with covered knees.
A little bit of swimming once a week,
If your child wants to join you have to pay,
Officious, nepotistic and antique
Obey, do what they say, or walk away.
So we turn up and simply play along,
Can't put my finger on it, something's wrong.
479 (15.10.2015)
The addict is eating Ben & Jerry's
I'm watching him and he's using my hands,
It's Cookie flavour with added cherries,
He spoons it up and on my tongue it lands.
I'm trying hard to control him a bit
I once read him a book called Sugar Blues
But even though he says that he'll commit,
It seems that it's a fight I'm bound to lose.
He knows that he should be filled with remorse
He knows that it's an ethical disgrace,
But nothing's like the taste of chocolate sauce
Or stuffing sugar donuts in your face.
So I live with an addict in my soul,
Who eats and eats to fill an endless hole.
I'm watching him and he's using my hands,
It's Cookie flavour with added cherries,
He spoons it up and on my tongue it lands.
I'm trying hard to control him a bit
I once read him a book called Sugar Blues
But even though he says that he'll commit,
It seems that it's a fight I'm bound to lose.
He knows that he should be filled with remorse
He knows that it's an ethical disgrace,
But nothing's like the taste of chocolate sauce
Or stuffing sugar donuts in your face.
So I live with an addict in my soul,
Who eats and eats to fill an endless hole.
478 (14.10.2015)
When they restored the building for the poor,
They knew that it would come to good use soon,
They changed the whole thing starting with the floor,
And now it stands resplendent 'neath the moon.
They all moved in about a week ago,
They said that it looked nice but didn't get,
The fact that where they lived was like the snow,
That falls on you but never gets you wet.
A building that's just like a pair of shoes
You put them on and then forget they're there,
The building changed their lives, which was good news,
They gradually grew rich and learnt to share.
We walk around in wonders everyday,
And never know foundations that we lay.
They knew that it would come to good use soon,
They changed the whole thing starting with the floor,
And now it stands resplendent 'neath the moon.
They all moved in about a week ago,
They said that it looked nice but didn't get,
The fact that where they lived was like the snow,
That falls on you but never gets you wet.
A building that's just like a pair of shoes
You put them on and then forget they're there,
The building changed their lives, which was good news,
They gradually grew rich and learnt to share.
We walk around in wonders everyday,
And never know foundations that we lay.
477 (13.10.2015)
One thousand one hundred and thirty-five
Miles, I'd have to cross to get to you now,
We Facetime so I know that you're alive,
But that just seems to make it worse somehow.
I see you there and I'm here in our home
Inside the house where we both were last night,
While you are far off, miles away in Rome,
And nothing but bits of electric light.
I long to reach out through this tiny screen,
And hold the hand that's holding up your phone,
To make sure you know everything I mean
When I say I don't want to be alone.
I love you is the point I wish to make,
And miss you while you're on your City Break.
Miles, I'd have to cross to get to you now,
We Facetime so I know that you're alive,
But that just seems to make it worse somehow.
I see you there and I'm here in our home
Inside the house where we both were last night,
While you are far off, miles away in Rome,
And nothing but bits of electric light.
I long to reach out through this tiny screen,
And hold the hand that's holding up your phone,
To make sure you know everything I mean
When I say I don't want to be alone.
I love you is the point I wish to make,
And miss you while you're on your City Break.
476 (12.10.2015)
Let all the solemn words we know be found
And all the things we want to say be said
Before we lie in peace beneath the ground
And take on us the silence of the dead.
For what is said is said and done for good,
And what is kept inside may never show
It's face throughout the world just as it should,
In order that communication flow.
So there are things that I would wish to say,
And I will say them now and then be done,
And all of them will make some sense one day,
When held up in the bright light of the sun.
So I will speak my words when words are there,
Or else in silence simply breathe the air.
And all the things we want to say be said
Before we lie in peace beneath the ground
And take on us the silence of the dead.
For what is said is said and done for good,
And what is kept inside may never show
It's face throughout the world just as it should,
In order that communication flow.
So there are things that I would wish to say,
And I will say them now and then be done,
And all of them will make some sense one day,
When held up in the bright light of the sun.
So I will speak my words when words are there,
Or else in silence simply breathe the air.
475 (11.10.2015)
His name was Richard, his mother loved him,
Even long after he had gone on trial
For something he had done upon a whim
As though he was not just a Paedophile.
The trial was not that long he went to goal,
Kept locked away from all the others there,
But all protection sometimes has to fail,
And when they beat him up no one could care.
His mother loved him when they let him out,
Though people always knew what he had done
None understand what's there, what it's about,
Till someone finally got him with a gun.
They found him submerged in a dirty ditch,
Still just a poor boy though his name was rich.
Even long after he had gone on trial
For something he had done upon a whim
As though he was not just a Paedophile.
The trial was not that long he went to goal,
Kept locked away from all the others there,
But all protection sometimes has to fail,
And when they beat him up no one could care.
His mother loved him when they let him out,
Though people always knew what he had done
None understand what's there, what it's about,
Till someone finally got him with a gun.
They found him submerged in a dirty ditch,
Still just a poor boy though his name was rich.
474 (10.10.2015)
So Ironman and England rugby now,
I watch them both and think of what I'd do,
It's sort of mixing dreams and life somehow,
I used to dream only of bits of you.
The Ironman and Kona's far away,
The England rugby team still all in white
Both live but separated by a day
And all the things they do to train and fight.
All athletes and as different as can be,
Both trained and trained to be just as they are,
The human frame evolved impossibly,
And floating round in space beneath a star.
I dream of these things though they would be tough,
If dreams don't scare you they're not big enough.
I watch them both and think of what I'd do,
It's sort of mixing dreams and life somehow,
I used to dream only of bits of you.
The Ironman and Kona's far away,
The England rugby team still all in white
Both live but separated by a day
And all the things they do to train and fight.
All athletes and as different as can be,
Both trained and trained to be just as they are,
The human frame evolved impossibly,
And floating round in space beneath a star.
I dream of these things though they would be tough,
If dreams don't scare you they're not big enough.
473 (09.10.2015)
Watching google box and people watching
Watching TV watching people like me,
All the little things that we are notching
Up so we can reclaim civility.
There is nothing to do but sit and see
The programs that they show upon these screens
It is the early days of our TV,
And still we do not know what it all means.
But perhaps these are more the dying days
And soon we will no longer care to look,
Since all the programs slip into a haze,
And many just prefer to do Facebook.
I'm watching people watching coloured lights,
And all their superficial, phoney heights.
Watching TV watching people like me,
All the little things that we are notching
Up so we can reclaim civility.
There is nothing to do but sit and see
The programs that they show upon these screens
It is the early days of our TV,
And still we do not know what it all means.
But perhaps these are more the dying days
And soon we will no longer care to look,
Since all the programs slip into a haze,
And many just prefer to do Facebook.
I'm watching people watching coloured lights,
And all their superficial, phoney heights.
472 (08.10.2015)
That I have loved before now is not true,
For all my past is buried far away,
As I look at the perfect sight of you,
For all my past is buried far away,
As I look at the perfect sight of you,
And we start out upon a brand new day.
I hold your hand and fingers fold in mine
I watch you as you lie asleep at night
I feel as if the world is good and fine
And everything will always be alright.
Then, when your patience puts me in my place,
I understand how little I am worth
And everything revolves around the space
That you and I inhabit on the earth.
Perhaps it's true that I loved you before,
But every day I love you more and more.
471 (07.10.2015)
With all the unmatched beauties of the world,
The glorious sea, the priceless skies above,
The burning centre round which all is curled
Is our unequaled shimmering in love.
Do you remember what that love is like?
Remember how it consumes everything?
Remember just how quickly it can strike,
The strange uncurling of a magic spring.
If love goes quiet all the world is dark
And cries out for a rekindling light
A moment's glance to reignite the spark,
That leads us all out of the endless night.
Of all the beauties that we ever see,
None match my love for you and yours for me.
The glorious sea, the priceless skies above,
The burning centre round which all is curled
Is our unequaled shimmering in love.
Do you remember what that love is like?
Remember how it consumes everything?
Remember just how quickly it can strike,
The strange uncurling of a magic spring.
If love goes quiet all the world is dark
And cries out for a rekindling light
A moment's glance to reignite the spark,
That leads us all out of the endless night.
Of all the beauties that we ever see,
None match my love for you and yours for me.
470 (06.10.2015)
When all the light is stolen from your face,
When nothing but the darkness there remains,
I understand that nothing can replace
The life that for so long held me in chains.
And when the dark of night has come around,
And when your light has faded from the world,
I understand that nothing will be found,
To fill the place where love was safely curled.
You are the light and purpose of my life,
You are my comfort when the world is stark
You cut my sorrows like a burning knife
You are the shield that keeps me from the dark.
So stay with me and never leave my side,
And let your light forever be my guide.
When nothing but the darkness there remains,
I understand that nothing can replace
The life that for so long held me in chains.
And when the dark of night has come around,
And when your light has faded from the world,
I understand that nothing will be found,
To fill the place where love was safely curled.
You are the light and purpose of my life,
You are my comfort when the world is stark
You cut my sorrows like a burning knife
You are the shield that keeps me from the dark.
So stay with me and never leave my side,
And let your light forever be my guide.
469 (05.10.2015)
If all the old explorers came back now,
If Drake and Raleigh once more walked the streets,
If Christopher Columbus could somehow
Come back and read some emails and some tweets.
I wonder what they'd feel about the world,
I wonder what they'd feel we had become,
I wonder if they'd think they had been hurled,
Into a better place or one that's dumb?
See all the things of greatness we've achieved,
See all the great advances we have made,
Are these things all as good as we've believed,
Or have we all been gradually mislaid?
I'd like to know, but it's so hard to see,
Is the past or present best for you and me?
If Drake and Raleigh once more walked the streets,
If Christopher Columbus could somehow
Come back and read some emails and some tweets.
I wonder what they'd feel about the world,
I wonder what they'd feel we had become,
I wonder if they'd think they had been hurled,
Into a better place or one that's dumb?
See all the things of greatness we've achieved,
See all the great advances we have made,
Are these things all as good as we've believed,
Or have we all been gradually mislaid?
I'd like to know, but it's so hard to see,
Is the past or present best for you and me?
468 (04.10.2015)
I've got a camera and I've got my self,
I pick it up and take a shot of me,
It's something that perhaps betrays ill health,
Not really a thing I'd like you to see.
I take these pictures to see who I am,
I've often wondered what's behind my eyes,
I fear at times my life us just a sham,
And that my face is just a bad disguise.
I flick through all the selfies in my phone,
Through side and side and side of only me,
And in these pictures I'm always alone,
And there is no one else for me to see.
So I look at that lonely worried face,
And know it longs for someone to embrace.
I pick it up and take a shot of me,
It's something that perhaps betrays ill health,
Not really a thing I'd like you to see.
I take these pictures to see who I am,
I've often wondered what's behind my eyes,
I fear at times my life us just a sham,
And that my face is just a bad disguise.
I flick through all the selfies in my phone,
Through side and side and side of only me,
And in these pictures I'm always alone,
And there is no one else for me to see.
So I look at that lonely worried face,
And know it longs for someone to embrace.
467 (03.10.2015)
Outside the kitchen window lurks my friend,
A spider just as deadly as a bomb
Who causes many six-legged lives to end
In webs he weaves with effortless aplomb.
His legs are sharp, his body fed and plump,
He moves like light upon his silver strings,
When there's the slightest twitch I see him jump,
Onto a fly to embroider its wings.
Both night and day he waits upon his silk,
As patient and as calm as death itself,
To suck from tangled prey the living milk,
And add it to the store of his own wealth.
So clinical and fast and quick and clean,
The outside window fly killing machine.
Who causes many six-legged lives to end
In webs he weaves with effortless aplomb.
His legs are sharp, his body fed and plump,
He moves like light upon his silver strings,
When there's the slightest twitch I see him jump,
Onto a fly to embroider its wings.
Both night and day he waits upon his silk,
As patient and as calm as death itself,
To suck from tangled prey the living milk,
And add it to the store of his own wealth.
So clinical and fast and quick and clean,
The outside window fly killing machine.
466 (02.10.2015)
God bless the world from people with small minds,
The terrified, officious clothed in grey
Who happily would draw down all the blinds
And lie down on the floor and just obey.
So see them now and open up your eyes,
And make sure that you don't end up like them,
Just walking round in some sort of disguise
With heart and mind both filled with your own phlegm.
They are a useless bunch of little worth,
And you are worth more than all tongues can tell,
So do not let them trap you here on the earth,
Just spread your wings, fly past them and excel
Be wary though be wary and take care,
As you fly through the liberated air.
And lie down on the floor and just obey.
So see them now and open up your eyes,
And make sure that you don't end up like them,
Just walking round in some sort of disguise
With heart and mind both filled with your own phlegm.
They are a useless bunch of little worth,
And you are worth more than all tongues can tell,
So do not let them trap you here on the earth,
Just spread your wings, fly past them and excel
Be wary though be wary and take care,
As you fly through the liberated air.
465 (01.10.2015)
At first it was just simply words of war
A war of words that stuck inside the head,
But then he pushed her hand, though nothing more,
And it became a scuffle by the shed.
Things became a little bit more heated
The scuffle grew into a proper fight,
Kindness and their friendship were defeated
As each insisted only they were right.
Some friends they'd had from long ago before
A war of words that stuck inside the head,
But then he pushed her hand, though nothing more,
And it became a scuffle by the shed.
Things became a little bit more heated
The scuffle grew into a proper fight,
Kindness and their friendship were defeated
As each insisted only they were right.
Some friends they'd had from long ago before
Came in and took up with their favourite side
Until they all declared that: "This is war!"
And into great confusions did collide.
See once again when everybody sins,
The devil is the only one who wins.
The devil is the only one who wins.
464 (30.09.2015)
When I see now the wrinkles on my face,
It's hard to feel that it is really me,
How did this old man suddenly displace,
The youthful fellow that I used to be.
Although inside I sort of feel the same,
My body's lagging just a bit behind,
My thought's as quick as ever I could claim,
Yet energy and speed are hard to find.
And so I look into those wrinkled eyes,
And search for youth that never will look back,
I'm trapped forever in this strange disguise,
A squinting man with skin that's loose and slack.
I feel as old and ancient as the sea,
But am as young as I will ever be.
It's hard to feel that it is really me,
How did this old man suddenly displace,
The youthful fellow that I used to be.
Although inside I sort of feel the same,
My body's lagging just a bit behind,
My thought's as quick as ever I could claim,
Yet energy and speed are hard to find.
And so I look into those wrinkled eyes,
And search for youth that never will look back,
I'm trapped forever in this strange disguise,
A squinting man with skin that's loose and slack.
I feel as old and ancient as the sea,
But am as young as I will ever be.
463 (29.09.2015)
I think I want what's just out of my reach
I think that's just the way I have been built
I listen if I hear an idiot preach
And actually quite like a little guilt.
Sometimes it is quite hard to laugh and smile
A brave face isn't easy to achieve,
The friend who always goes an extra mile,
Is one that you had better never leave.
Perfection isn't being nearly done,
But seeing things through to the bitter end,
No matter if the battle's lost or won
You stand there with your one and only friend.
So close your eyes and buckle up your ears,
And walk with me away from all those tears.
462 (28.09.2015)
It's good for you to do it everyday
It's good for discipline and all that stuff
There's always something new you have to say
Especially when the world's a little rough.
You watch your food, you watch your heart and soul.
You run for exercise to be at peace
There isn't really any point or goal
It's just another pattern of release.
The sun is shining on the emerald field
The wind it blows the early autumn trees
Between the shadows secrets are revealed
It takes a while to get up from your knees.
You watch yourself and every day you change
And everyday new things drift out of range.
461 (27.09.2015)
Perhaps the things you do are done for you,
And secondly they're done for those you serve?
For in this life you are not number two,
And do you not expect what you deserve?
Of course the mask of selflessness is best
And charity and good deeds win the day,
Yet I have done, and now I do confess,
I sometimes pay for things to go away.
There is a gnawing sense of guilt inside,
When I see all those adverts on TV,
About the things from which I'd like to hide,
But somehow I am being forced to see.
So I give 'cause I'm too soft to ignore,
But then I'm asked to give a little more.
And secondly they're done for those you serve?
For in this life you are not number two,
And do you not expect what you deserve?
Of course the mask of selflessness is best
And charity and good deeds win the day,
Yet I have done, and now I do confess,
I sometimes pay for things to go away.
There is a gnawing sense of guilt inside,
When I see all those adverts on TV,
About the things from which I'd like to hide,
But somehow I am being forced to see.
So I give 'cause I'm too soft to ignore,
But then I'm asked to give a little more.
460 (26.09.2015)
Here is a day that's gone as black as nails,
So many colours mixed together's brown,
That English hope it hopefully entails
To beat the Welsh and win another crown.
Yet "No, it will not be!" The Dragon said,
And England made a muddle of a feast
Although all hope is perhaps not quite dead,
It's bruised and battered at the very least.
So now you have to beat Australia,
And this of course you certainly can do,
To prove we're not a total failure,
So we can all once more believe in you.
That golden cup is waiting for your hands,
To hold it high in front of all your fans.
So many colours mixed together's brown,
That English hope it hopefully entails
To beat the Welsh and win another crown.
Yet "No, it will not be!" The Dragon said,
And England made a muddle of a feast
Although all hope is perhaps not quite dead,
It's bruised and battered at the very least.
So now you have to beat Australia,
And this of course you certainly can do,
To prove we're not a total failure,
So we can all once more believe in you.
That golden cup is waiting for your hands,
To hold it high in front of all your fans.
459 (25.09.2015)
They listened to the silence like the wind,
And heard only the its whisper in the trees
And then they vowed that they had never sinned
And rode off down the hallway in their knees.
They way of peace had filled their hearts with love,
And nothing else could matter anymore,
For all at once the stars up high above,
Had opened up another secret door.
They listened to the sound of sound itself,
They saw the sights that only light can see,
And then walked home with pockets full of wealth
And shared it out between the lost like me.
And I tried hard to live the perfect day,
And wrote a brand new song entitled Stay.
And heard only the its whisper in the trees
And then they vowed that they had never sinned
And rode off down the hallway in their knees.
They way of peace had filled their hearts with love,
And nothing else could matter anymore,
For all at once the stars up high above,
Had opened up another secret door.
They listened to the sound of sound itself,
They saw the sights that only light can see,
And then walked home with pockets full of wealth
And shared it out between the lost like me.
And I tried hard to live the perfect day,
And wrote a brand new song entitled Stay.
458 (24.09.2015)
If the rich don't get him the butchers will,
For now he's said that Vegans are alright,
Just watch it now as blood begins to spill
As all the carnivores put up a fight.
I just don't have the time to discuss this,
We each must choose the way we feel is best,
I hit the mark sometimes but often miss,
I try my hardest but still fail the test.
It's not that I don't care about the world
Nor that I feel that killing isn't cruel,
It's just that in this place we've all been hurled,
It's hard to justify a single rule.
So we have to allow and not place blame,
And understand we are not all the same.
For now he's said that Vegans are alright,
Just watch it now as blood begins to spill
As all the carnivores put up a fight.
I just don't have the time to discuss this,
We each must choose the way we feel is best,
I hit the mark sometimes but often miss,
I try my hardest but still fail the test.
It's not that I don't care about the world
Nor that I feel that killing isn't cruel,
It's just that in this place we've all been hurled,
It's hard to justify a single rule.
So we have to allow and not place blame,
And understand we are not all the same.
457 (23.09.2105)
Oh why is it that I never feel free?
I'm restricted by invisible chains.
That drag me down and steal the best from me
And I am left the little that remains.
I have no need to be at all depressed,
My life is better than it's ever been
And yet I somehow fail to do my best
And cannot understand what it might mean.
An aim, a goal, a purpose in our lives
Something that gets us up and out of bed,
A thing for which the individual strives
That helps the universe and clears his head.
I have all of these things and want for none,
Yet into self indulgence have I spun.
I'm restricted by invisible chains.
That drag me down and steal the best from me
And I am left the little that remains.
I have no need to be at all depressed,
My life is better than it's ever been
And yet I somehow fail to do my best
And cannot understand what it might mean.
An aim, a goal, a purpose in our lives
Something that gets us up and out of bed,
A thing for which the individual strives
That helps the universe and clears his head.
I have all of these things and want for none,
Yet into self indulgence have I spun.
456 (22.09.2015)
For years we've known that he's a fucking pig,
(He's lead us all right down the garden path),
But now we know that he's a Piggy-Whig,
It seems that it's our turn to have a laugh.
So he wakes up with his dear darling wife,
And holds up a black mirror to that face,
And it remains forever in his life,
A particularly public fall from grace.
You wash it off but it won't go away,
Your little willy went between those lips
And it is there no matter what you say,
The image that no picture will eclipse...
"...PM who just can't control his hard-ons,
Munching on a plate of greasy lardons..."
(He's lead us all right down the garden path),
But now we know that he's a Piggy-Whig,
It seems that it's our turn to have a laugh.
So he wakes up with his dear darling wife,
And holds up a black mirror to that face,
And it remains forever in his life,
A particularly public fall from grace.
You wash it off but it won't go away,
Your little willy went between those lips
And it is there no matter what you say,
The image that no picture will eclipse...
"...PM who just can't control his hard-ons,
Munching on a plate of greasy lardons..."
455 (23.09.2015)
Today I'm going to try to make a note
Of all the times I feel out of control
Of every time life grabs me by the throat
Or I feel that I'm sinking in a hole.
I'll write all of these things down one by one,
On bits of toilet paper that I find,
Then burn them in a pile beneath the sun
And banish them forever from my mind.
I'm trying to work out just the way it works,
Why is it that I seem to lose my grip,
The world it never seems to smile, it smirks
And never are we warned before me trip.
Again, again, again things out of place,
And peace of mind is gone without a trace.
Of all the times I feel out of control
Of every time life grabs me by the throat
Or I feel that I'm sinking in a hole.
I'll write all of these things down one by one,
On bits of toilet paper that I find,
Then burn them in a pile beneath the sun
And banish them forever from my mind.
I'm trying to work out just the way it works,
Why is it that I seem to lose my grip,
The world it never seems to smile, it smirks
And never are we warned before me trip.
Again, again, again things out of place,
And peace of mind is gone without a trace.
454 (21.09.2015)
Do you understand how much I love you?
Although I can't express it all in words,
Sometimes the skies are sunny and bright blue,
But still they are not filled with flying birds.
If I could breathe you into me I would,
I wish we had been born as siamese twins,
Perhaps there is a scientist who could
Attach us both together via our limbs.
Even when you're standing next to me,
Sometimes it feels like we're too far apart,
And so I hold your hand so you can see,
That only then does my heart's beating start.
For when I am with you the world is good,
And all things seem to function as they should.
Although I can't express it all in words,
Sometimes the skies are sunny and bright blue,
But still they are not filled with flying birds.
If I could breathe you into me I would,
I wish we had been born as siamese twins,
Perhaps there is a scientist who could
Attach us both together via our limbs.
Even when you're standing next to me,
Sometimes it feels like we're too far apart,
And so I hold your hand so you can see,
That only then does my heart's beating start.
For when I am with you the world is good,
And all things seem to function as they should.
453 (20.09.2015)
Somehow today I feel lost and alone,
The world seems to have spiralled from control
So many little things have turned to stone
I'm floating on a thread above a hole
And everything around is real and dark
And all the dreams that yesterday were true
Today have somehow lost their sacred spark
So nothing in the universe is new.
So we live lives in bodies and in thought
Yet each of us is slipping all the time,
Reality's a trap and we've been caught
And can't be free no matter how we climb.
Today I feel like this and it's a shame,
I hope tomorrow I don't feel the same.
The world seems to have spiralled from control
So many little things have turned to stone
I'm floating on a thread above a hole
And everything around is real and dark
And all the dreams that yesterday were true
Today have somehow lost their sacred spark
So nothing in the universe is new.
So we live lives in bodies and in thought
Yet each of us is slipping all the time,
Reality's a trap and we've been caught
And can't be free no matter how we climb.
Today I feel like this and it's a shame,
I hope tomorrow I don't feel the same.
452 (19.09.2015)
Surprises all around the world give in,
For nothing beats the shock we've had today,
We are so stunned that you could hear a pin
Drop. Let no one take this moment away
From those braves who deserved it oh so well
They smile and we all know what they all think
They have a story they'll forever tell
Of how they got South Africa to sink.
For once in every while these things occur,
The world that did not know they had no clue
Yet nothing could those Japanese deter,
They had a chance at victory and they knew:
That he who trusts himself and tries his best,
Can rise up and be better than the rest.
For nothing beats the shock we've had today,
We are so stunned that you could hear a pin
Drop. Let no one take this moment away
From those braves who deserved it oh so well
They smile and we all know what they all think
They have a story they'll forever tell
Of how they got South Africa to sink.
For once in every while these things occur,
The world that did not know they had no clue
Yet nothing could those Japanese deter,
They had a chance at victory and they knew:
That he who trusts himself and tries his best,
Can rise up and be better than the rest.
451 (18.09.2015)
My children on my lap we watch TV,
We watch The Octonauts on CBeebies
They're on an adventure under the sea
My children and myself aren't hard to please.
There are some moments in the day when peace
Is once more allowed to descend on us
And for a while the frets and worries cease
And our lives are no longer made of fuss.
The rugby World Cup starts again tonight
It's Friday and the weekend days await
They got their forth try so that's all alright
The children got to bed a bit too late.
Somedays are much more normal than the rest,
Perhaps these day though are the very best.
They got their forth try so that's all alright
The children got to bed a bit too late.
Somedays are much more normal than the rest,
Perhaps these day though are the very best.
450 (17.09.2015)
How deep, how deep, can this corruption go?
Into the very root of all our souls.
Where all is covered and nothing's on show,
As dark as all their secrets, hate and goals.
I pass you this, you pass me that my friend,
I give you this, you give me something more
Is this the way it will be till the end?
Until the waves no longer hit the shore?
But is it fair that I have friends as well?
And surely I must want the best for them,
And should I not protect them and dispel
The possibility that I lose friendship's gem.
So I will help my friends for they help me,
And this is sadly how it just will be.
Into the very root of all our souls.
Where all is covered and nothing's on show,
As dark as all their secrets, hate and goals.
I pass you this, you pass me that my friend,
I give you this, you give me something more
Is this the way it will be till the end?
Until the waves no longer hit the shore?
But is it fair that I have friends as well?
And surely I must want the best for them,
And should I not protect them and dispel
The possibility that I lose friendship's gem.
So I will help my friends for they help me,
And this is sadly how it just will be.
449 (16.09.2015)
This sonnet's written while I'm on a train
Remembering my friends from long ago
Who I'm going to meet now once again
I hope my nervousness it doesn't show.
When we were younger we all met in school
We grew up there together for five years
And we were taught how to be hard and cruel
And how to magically conceal our fears.
It's over thirty years since we all left
And thirty years of life that we've all led
Tonight we try to conjugate the theft
And ponder how those years so quickly fled.
I hope that they're all happy, loved and free,
And that they all look much older than me.
448 (15.09.2015)
Let every voice that reads a word be clear
And let those words ring from the farthest hill
And echo back so once again they're near
And all our empty hearts with love they fill.
A whispered word is stronger than a shout,
The silent words of truth will win the day
At least if we don't all just mope about
And let the devil speed us to decay.
So busy be and and play your gracious part
Lift up your candle high into the night
If you have not begun then make a start
And help to guide us all towards the light.
If everyone did as much as they could,
The world would be less evil and more good.
And let those words ring from the farthest hill
And echo back so once again they're near
And all our empty hearts with love they fill.
A whispered word is stronger than a shout,
The silent words of truth will win the day
At least if we don't all just mope about
And let the devil speed us to decay.
So busy be and and play your gracious part
Lift up your candle high into the night
If you have not begun then make a start
And help to guide us all towards the light.
If everyone did as much as they could,
The world would be less evil and more good.
447 (14.09.2015)
So now he's won what chances will he get?
They'll let the wheels of vicious rumour spin,
And speak of him like he's a national threat,
And like the labour party has caved in.
And all the little propaganda pricks
Will stab and ruin everything they can
Again, again the same old dirty tricks,
To tarnish and degrade a trying man.
Yes they'll attempt to ruin every chance,
That Corbyn has to change this crooked place,
Lead readers on a merry little dance,
To prove that he's a communist disgrace.
Let's hope for once their evil spinnings fail...
Not everybody reads the Daily Mail.
They'll let the wheels of vicious rumour spin,
And speak of him like he's a national threat,
And like the labour party has caved in.
And all the little propaganda pricks
Will stab and ruin everything they can
Again, again the same old dirty tricks,
To tarnish and degrade a trying man.
Yes they'll attempt to ruin every chance,
That Corbyn has to change this crooked place,
Lead readers on a merry little dance,
To prove that he's a communist disgrace.
Let's hope for once their evil spinnings fail...
Not everybody reads the Daily Mail.
446 (13.09.2015)
When all the world is quiet and at peace
See how the war machine it blunders on
Creating havoc that may never cease
Unless we tell those mongrels to be gone.
But it's so easy for them to divide
Humanity to give them more control
And gradually we sink and we subside
Into their nasty money-grabbing hole.
So very, very cleverly they spin
And weave their lies, and all the truth they crush
Until at last, of course, we all cave in
To deeds that would make Machiavelli blush.
And then poor modern man, with little hope,
He slips upon an ever steepening slope.
See how the war machine it blunders on
Creating havoc that may never cease
Unless we tell those mongrels to be gone.
But it's so easy for them to divide
Humanity to give them more control
And gradually we sink and we subside
Into their nasty money-grabbing hole.
So very, very cleverly they spin
And weave their lies, and all the truth they crush
Until at last, of course, we all cave in
To deeds that would make Machiavelli blush.
And then poor modern man, with little hope,
He slips upon an ever steepening slope.
446 (13.09.2015)
What is the sky that is so bright at night,
That teaches us what we still have to do?
It dwindles me, but makes me feel alright
Are we just this, could that really be true?
For when I sleep at night I know I'm gone,
And when I wake again I make the world,
Between the spaces that the sun has shone,
A million shadows still remain unfurled.
Another tiny star just like the rest?
Another speck of dust on someone's sky?
Or is this just another little test,
That's made to make the world of you and I?
When I look up into the skies above,
Their vastness fills my soul with aching love.
That teaches us what we still have to do?
It dwindles me, but makes me feel alright
Are we just this, could that really be true?
For when I sleep at night I know I'm gone,
And when I wake again I make the world,
Between the spaces that the sun has shone,
A million shadows still remain unfurled.
Another tiny star just like the rest?
Another speck of dust on someone's sky?
Or is this just another little test,
That's made to make the world of you and I?
When I look up into the skies above,
Their vastness fills my soul with aching love.
445 (12.09.2015)
I close my eyes in silence and I wait
To hear the words that come out of my mind
I cannot move and can't anticipate
What will be next and what's there I might find.
It's like the act of balancing on rope,
I have to be here but not be here too,
I just have to be patient and to hope
That something will emerge to give to you.
And I am not allowed to fear or threat
For if I do the well will surely dry
And all the words that you and I will get,
Will be as false and hollow as a lie.
So I try not to think but just to hear,
And write down all the best lines that appear.
To hear the words that come out of my mind
I cannot move and can't anticipate
What will be next and what's there I might find.
It's like the act of balancing on rope,
I have to be here but not be here too,
I just have to be patient and to hope
That something will emerge to give to you.
And I am not allowed to fear or threat
For if I do the well will surely dry
And all the words that you and I will get,
Will be as false and hollow as a lie.
So I try not to think but just to hear,
And write down all the best lines that appear.
444 (11.09.2015)
The drink I have next is as dark as night,
And shadows linger deep inside my cup
They seem to suck the life out of the light
And when I drink they never fill me up.
But all I long for is this sweetest taste,
I'd give my soul for just one tiny drop
And when I drink then none will go to waste,
For I'll refill my glass when first I stop.
Oh coffee and beer and coca-cola come
Let darkest spirits fill my darkest needs
I mix them all up with a pint of rum
And let my body float down through the reeds.
There is no need for me to take my rest,
I raise my glass and get drunk with my guest.
And shadows linger deep inside my cup
They seem to suck the life out of the light
And when I drink they never fill me up.
But all I long for is this sweetest taste,
I'd give my soul for just one tiny drop
And when I drink then none will go to waste,
For I'll refill my glass when first I stop.
Oh coffee and beer and coca-cola come
Let darkest spirits fill my darkest needs
I mix them all up with a pint of rum
And let my body float down through the reeds.
There is no need for me to take my rest,
I raise my glass and get drunk with my guest.
443 (10.09.2015)
When I speak of your eyes I think of love
For in the depths of those green pools I see
The wonders that I'm undeserving of
That bond my heart and fate and life to thee.
It's not that I don't love you just as much,
Nor that my love has any bounds at all
It's just that when I see your eyes they touch
My soul and make all else so very small.
There is a rock that I have built upon,
There is a great foundation in the my life
There is a strength that never will be gone,
That I forever share with you dear wife.
So take my hand, the best is yet to come,
And to success at last we will succumb.
For in the depths of those green pools I see
The wonders that I'm undeserving of
That bond my heart and fate and life to thee.
It's not that I don't love you just as much,
Nor that my love has any bounds at all
It's just that when I see your eyes they touch
My soul and make all else so very small.
There is a rock that I have built upon,
There is a great foundation in the my life
There is a strength that never will be gone,
That I forever share with you dear wife.
So take my hand, the best is yet to come,
And to success at last we will succumb.
442 (09.09.2015)
Who was the first man to wear shiny shoes?
The first to put a tie around his neck?
Which leader did these items first amuse?
Why did he force his subjects to bedeck
Themselves with these constraints, was it a whim?
Or was it part of some great master plan,
So they'd all know they were controlled by him,
And that he was the leader of all man?
See now the business men in shiny ties,
See all the teachers shuffle in grey suits,
See all the ladies with their painted eyes,
See all the soldiers in their heavy boots.
Let fashion live and die and then be gone,
And leave us satisfied with nothing on.
The first to put a tie around his neck?
Which leader did these items first amuse?
Why did he force his subjects to bedeck
Themselves with these constraints, was it a whim?
Or was it part of some great master plan,
So they'd all know they were controlled by him,
And that he was the leader of all man?
See now the business men in shiny ties,
See all the teachers shuffle in grey suits,
See all the ladies with their painted eyes,
See all the soldiers in their heavy boots.
Let fashion live and die and then be gone,
And leave us satisfied with nothing on.
441 (08.10.2015)
The sun glints far across the Hastings waves,
And gleams upon the ridge back there in Ore,
D'you see the way that nature now behaves,
The way it's done so many times before?
Long, long before we came to be on earth
Long, long before our earliest family had
Any idea of our far distant birth
Nor wondered if we'd turn out good or bad.
The sun shone just like this so long ago,
The same sun that on me now gently pours
It caused the gradual melting of the snow,
It warmed the backs of tiny dinosaurs,
As it now warms the buildings in the cold
And warms the hearts of both the young and old.
And gleams upon the ridge back there in Ore,
D'you see the way that nature now behaves,
The way it's done so many times before?
Long, long before we came to be on earth
Long, long before our earliest family had
Any idea of our far distant birth
Nor wondered if we'd turn out good or bad.
The sun shone just like this so long ago,
The same sun that on me now gently pours
It caused the gradual melting of the snow,
It warmed the backs of tiny dinosaurs,
As it now warms the buildings in the cold
And warms the hearts of both the young and old.
440 (07.09.2015)
I'm sitting in McDonald's with the girls
A bit ashamed of what I've had to eat
My daily fat intake in little pearls
Is trickling through my blood from head to feet.
I tell myself it's not too bad sometimes
I only come here once in every while
But all those little whiles are just like crimes
That land inside my conscience in a pile.
The girls run off and play and I do this
And think about what hunger really means
The air conditioning's like a serpent's hiss
I wonder if it's something in our genes?
I wasn't even hungry when I came
In here but I ate too much all the same.
439 (06.09.2015)
I want to paint a picture of my son
Upon the waiting canvas of your mind
But somehow all my efforts come undone
And words for such perfection I can't find.
I'd like to tell you how his little smile,
It fills me up with love and hope and joy,
And how for just a tiny little while
He was my dearest darling baby boy.
But sometimes words they simply cannot cope
They all fall short and end up breaking down,
And then the person writing has no hope,
Of ever being more than just a clown.
So somethings are impossible at best,
And words they sometimes need a little rest.
Upon the waiting canvas of your mind
But somehow all my efforts come undone
And words for such perfection I can't find.
I'd like to tell you how his little smile,
It fills me up with love and hope and joy,
And how for just a tiny little while
He was my dearest darling baby boy.
But sometimes words they simply cannot cope
They all fall short and end up breaking down,
And then the person writing has no hope,
Of ever being more than just a clown.
So somethings are impossible at best,
And words they sometimes need a little rest.
438 (05.09.2015)
Who are you searching for out in the world
Another leader? Yet another king?
A lord to trumpet with his flags unfurled?
Another God unto whom we shall sing?
We search the world and open up our eyes,
We scour all the earth for signs of love,
And then when our enthusiasm dies,
We turn our eyes towards the skies above.
And there we see the noble and the blest,
And there we find the owners of our race,
High up in heaven far above the rest
Looking with longing eyes upon this place.
Who we are searching for will we not find,
Quite confident and close inside our mind?
Another leader? Yet another king?
A lord to trumpet with his flags unfurled?
Another God unto whom we shall sing?
We search the world and open up our eyes,
We scour all the earth for signs of love,
And then when our enthusiasm dies,
We turn our eyes towards the skies above.
And there we see the noble and the blest,
And there we find the owners of our race,
High up in heaven far above the rest
Looking with longing eyes upon this place.
Who we are searching for will we not find,
Quite confident and close inside our mind?
437 (04.09.2015)
There is a risk I think that I may take,
Perhaps I'll place my bet and have a go,
Though problems might be all I ever make,
Since earnings are reputedly quite slow.
My friend he says it's cheap at half the price
But I've not known him for so very long,
And I'm not sure I trust in his advice,
When he tells me that nothing can go wrong.
There's consequences to all that we do,
But still you know I think it might be fun
To have a go and really see it through,
And then just pay the price when I am done.
Imagine all that power and control,
And after all a soul is but a soul.
Perhaps I'll place my bet and have a go,
Though problems might be all I ever make,
Since earnings are reputedly quite slow.
My friend he says it's cheap at half the price
But I've not known him for so very long,
And I'm not sure I trust in his advice,
When he tells me that nothing can go wrong.
There's consequences to all that we do,
But still you know I think it might be fun
To have a go and really see it through,
And then just pay the price when I am done.
Imagine all that power and control,
And after all a soul is but a soul.
436 (03.09.2015)
D'you feel the horror encroaching on us?
They're getting us prepared for wars to come,
Ever so slowly like a one wheeled bus
Ever so subtle 'cause they know we're dumb.
Ever increasing horrors on parade,
Ever the spectacles that will enrage
Ever more reasons for the next crusade,
Ever the psychology to engage.
Oh simple, simple me please stop and think,
Beyond the headlines and beyond the past,
Don't let them trick you once more to the brink
Of wars they say will always be the last.
But who will hear and ignore nonetheless,
The voice that's crying in the wilderness?
They're getting us prepared for wars to come,
Ever so slowly like a one wheeled bus
Ever so subtle 'cause they know we're dumb.
Ever increasing horrors on parade,
Ever the spectacles that will enrage
Ever more reasons for the next crusade,
Ever the psychology to engage.
Oh simple, simple me please stop and think,
Beyond the headlines and beyond the past,
Don't let them trick you once more to the brink
Of wars they say will always be the last.
But who will hear and ignore nonetheless,
The voice that's crying in the wilderness?
435 (03.09.2015)
Today we packed the boys back off to school
And suddenly our lives were very strange,
It's not that we don't love them, not at all,
It's just that it's a monumental change.
Young Iris went to her nursery too
Then it was just Isla, me and my wife
And I had faith that at last I could do,
The things I've always wanted with my life.
So let's see how these waiting roads unfold
Let's see if I'm as good as what I think
When I don't have to do what I am told,
I wonder if I'll float or will I sink?
Of course that question's just a little jest,
There is no pressure when you do your best.
And suddenly our lives were very strange,
It's not that we don't love them, not at all,
It's just that it's a monumental change.
Young Iris went to her nursery too
Then it was just Isla, me and my wife
And I had faith that at last I could do,
The things I've always wanted with my life.
So let's see how these waiting roads unfold
Let's see if I'm as good as what I think
When I don't have to do what I am told,
I wonder if I'll float or will I sink?
Of course that question's just a little jest,
There is no pressure when you do your best.
434 (03.09.2015)
You make some promises you never keep,
You say you'll do this thing and then you don't
And all my hopes are piled up in a heap
You say you will but I still know you won't.
It's not just once but time and time again,
You wave a bit of hope for me to see,
And then you make it disappear just when
I think I'm gonna to have some time for me.
It's not that I don't love the things I do
It's not like that, but sometimes it's quite nice
To have a break from all the kids and you
And listen to my own thoughts and advice.
So please my darling, though I love you true,
Next time you promise something, see it through.
You say you'll do this thing and then you don't
And all my hopes are piled up in a heap
You say you will but I still know you won't.
It's not just once but time and time again,
You wave a bit of hope for me to see,
And then you make it disappear just when
I think I'm gonna to have some time for me.
It's not that I don't love the things I do
It's not like that, but sometimes it's quite nice
To have a break from all the kids and you
And listen to my own thoughts and advice.
So please my darling, though I love you true,
Next time you promise something, see it through.
433 (02.09.2015)
So now the rain has come to greet us all,
It shimmers on the ground and gently sings
Beneath the wheels of passing cars that crawl
Inside the light and dark that winter brings.
I get the washing in from on the deck,
I get the washing in from on the line
I open up the front door just to check
The car alarm that's calling isn't mine.
And then I tidy up a little bit,
I clear the latest round of played with toys,
Then after I get coffee and I sit,
And wait for you to come back with the boys.
I wonder if you sheltered 'neath a tree,
Or are you walking through the rain to me?
It shimmers on the ground and gently sings
Beneath the wheels of passing cars that crawl
Inside the light and dark that winter brings.
I get the washing in from on the deck,
I get the washing in from on the line
I open up the front door just to check
The car alarm that's calling isn't mine.
And then I tidy up a little bit,
I clear the latest round of played with toys,
Then after I get coffee and I sit,
And wait for you to come back with the boys.
I wonder if you sheltered 'neath a tree,
Or are you walking through the rain to me?
432 (01.09.2015)
When days are dark and death is all around,
It's good to sit and contemplate our lives,
And have a little look at what we've found,
To see what doesn't last and what survives.
There's things I feel I do that fade away,
There's things I've done that I know will remain,
Beyond me and my final resting day,
Past memories of our sadness and our pain.
I wish you well all those in sorrow now,
I wish that I could be near you and share,
And give you some assurances some how,
That always there's an end to our despair.
I love you all and wish you all the best,
As you lay those that have been loved to rest.
It's good to sit and contemplate our lives,
And have a little look at what we've found,
To see what doesn't last and what survives.
There's things I feel I do that fade away,
There's things I've done that I know will remain,
Beyond me and my final resting day,
Past memories of our sadness and our pain.
I wish you well all those in sorrow now,
I wish that I could be near you and share,
And give you some assurances some how,
That always there's an end to our despair.
I love you all and wish you all the best,
As you lay those that have been loved to rest.
431 (31.08.2015)
The simple words "I love you..." fall so short
Of all the things I wish them to fulfil
That every syllable amounts to nought
And I wish I'd just let my tongue be still.
For what's the use of all the things I say,
When my soft spies betray all that I feel,
And everything that's real is on display
Inside these eyes that nothing can conceal.
Yet still the sound of 'Love' upon my tongue
And that word with the sounds of 'I' and 'You'
They change the air that passes from my lung,
And make it bless the lips if passes through.
So even though it's only words and breath,
I'll keep saying "I love you..." till my death.
Of all the things I wish them to fulfil
That every syllable amounts to nought
And I wish I'd just let my tongue be still.
For what's the use of all the things I say,
When my soft spies betray all that I feel,
And everything that's real is on display
Inside these eyes that nothing can conceal.
Yet still the sound of 'Love' upon my tongue
And that word with the sounds of 'I' and 'You'
They change the air that passes from my lung,
And make it bless the lips if passes through.
So even though it's only words and breath,
I'll keep saying "I love you..." till my death.
430 (30.08.2015)
As distant thundered lightening strikes the sky,
The wind begins to exercise and blow,
And all the birds go swiftly racing by
Returning to the places that they know.
And now the storm begins to take control,
The wind shows just a little of its strength
And in the distance deeper thunders roll
Increasing both their volume and their length.
And next upon the stage we have the rain
At first it's just a sprinkled kiss, no more,
But everybody knows, and it is plain
That soon the skies will open up and pour.
And I watch all this safely from my bed,
And let the raindrops fill my busy head.
The wind begins to exercise and blow,
And all the birds go swiftly racing by
Returning to the places that they know.
And now the storm begins to take control,
The wind shows just a little of its strength
And in the distance deeper thunders roll
Increasing both their volume and their length.
And next upon the stage we have the rain
At first it's just a sprinkled kiss, no more,
But everybody knows, and it is plain
That soon the skies will open up and pour.
And I watch all this safely from my bed,
And let the raindrops fill my busy head.
429 (29.08.2015)
They closed his eyes and let him go to sleep
And then they slept as well and it was fine
If children are too tired they tend to weep
They tend to fight and get depressed and whine.
But after just a little rest the world
Is brighter and the day can start again
And all the energies become uncurled
And happiness is bright and sweet and plain.
They let him sleep until he was revived
And then they walked around the town some more
And when the night began he still survived.
And they got him up to bed and heard him snore.
So tiredness can mess with children's heads.
They're better off back in their homes and beds.
428 (28.08.2015)
When pleasant company's here we have no need
To scurry round in search of newer friends
When every interaction seems to feed
An ancient longing on which man depends.
Some people might not say it though they should,
There's company that's good and some that's bad
Though often it's been quite misunderstood
How someone leaving can make you feel glad.
So loneliness is not an empty cage,
Nor is it something rude and filled with test
But maybe it's a chance to turn the page
And find the company to make it best.
So each of us has webs that stick like glue.
And friends and dreams that somehow we see through.
427 (27.08.2015)
Out of the frying pan into the fire,
Milwaukee caravan in grave danger,
They all said the owner was a liar
Only because he remained a stranger.
They never met him so how would they know?
Saw it in a paper or on the news,
Or some other great American show,
Where all the speakers tell you what to choose.
So they got him and they burned him alive,
They locked the doors and set it all alight.
No one could know he'd manage to survive,
And that he'd get them one by one at night.
Got rid of all the bodies in the lake,
Then disappeared like some strange ghostly snake.
Milwaukee caravan in grave danger,
They all said the owner was a liar
Only because he remained a stranger.
They never met him so how would they know?
Saw it in a paper or on the news,
Or some other great American show,
Where all the speakers tell you what to choose.
So they got him and they burned him alive,
They locked the doors and set it all alight.
No one could know he'd manage to survive,
And that he'd get them one by one at night.
Got rid of all the bodies in the lake,
Then disappeared like some strange ghostly snake.
426 (26.08.2015)
This is a day to celebrate our love,
To put away all horrid earthly thought
To let ourselves float through the skies above,
To understand the lessons we've been taught.
So many lessons I have learnt from you,
To have more time for others than myself
To be decisive, honest, straight and true,
To understand that money isn't wealth.
So many lessons studied in a day,
So much the love and care you radiate
And all the bits of heaven you display
That circle round our life and make it great.
Nine years of love with you my darling wife,
My soul mate and foundation of my life.
To put away all horrid earthly thought
To let ourselves float through the skies above,
To understand the lessons we've been taught.
So many lessons I have learnt from you,
To have more time for others than myself
To be decisive, honest, straight and true,
To understand that money isn't wealth.
So many lessons studied in a day,
So much the love and care you radiate
And all the bits of heaven you display
That circle round our life and make it great.
Nine years of love with you my darling wife,
My soul mate and foundation of my life.
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