I see you from afar and wonder how you are. I try to catch your eye so you know that I spy, the shimmer of your hair catches my eye and your image occupies my head as I lie in bed. I want to say hello but the rejection I just dread. I wonder if … Continue reading Watching You
Boots in the Hood
Boots on the ground soldiers deployed in towns, to stop the bombers coming around. Police with guns protecting kids and dads and mums. No need to run more boots can come patrolling in the mid-day sun. Their uniform pristine and green, berets black, Red and green. Loaded guns rarely seen, urban warriors fit and lean. … Continue reading Boots in the Hood
The River
Rushing, charging, bumbling liquid, cutting through mountain rock, stealing the natural minerals. Rolling down the valley leaves it’s source to wind it’s course like a knight on a horse. Wet, white water sandwiched in banks of lush green, picture post card scene. Cutting the valley rock by rock thousands of years through the valley it … Continue reading The River
Bomber
Why do you kill hurt and maim, it’s not done in my name, making children die and families cry, so you can be a martyr up in the sky? Yet you are fake, you need a shake, there is no excuse to cause a wake. No motive, no greed, just false belief that makes lives … Continue reading Bomber
Little Boy Soldier
Little boy soldier what have they told ya? Kalashnikov on your shoulder, ten or eleven not much older. Did they tell you that you might die and stop you from having a cry and did they tell you the truth about why? It won’t hurt you won’t die and if you do you will be … Continue reading Little Boy Soldier
Chocolate
Smooth as silk, sugar and milk. Cold from the fridge melt in the heat, feels good to eat. Melt on the fingers, in the throat it lingers. Addictive a fix a heady mix, little parcels, slabs or sticks. Milk, white and dark it all creates a spark. Cooking or spreading or grating chocolate heaven. It’s … Continue reading Chocolate
Teenage Gangsters
Hanging around on street corners with you fighting hound. Looking for an incentive to maim and pound as your mates all gather round. Bandana over your face, hood up to hide as you know you are a disgrace. You want to rule your turf think you are in charge on this earth. You are no … Continue reading Teenage Gangsters
Whisper
Whisper in your ear, hoping you might hear, smelling your perfume as I enter the room, holding you close to make the most. Again, I whisper, I love you, in your ear, deep in sleep I hope you subconsciously hear. Watching every breath you take and count the ones that are fake, watch your chest … Continue reading Whisper
Shadow Land
When I am alone, in the crowd, I feel the black dog come down from the shadow land. It's shadow moves with slight of hand, doesn't leave a foot print in the sand. Depression grips and rips and tares, when the shadow land comes to bare, to cloak you in fear and anxiety, never leaving … Continue reading Shadow Land
Giants
In this land of giants where people are defiant. Lives the most enormous giant who is the most defiant. He lives in a tree that’s bigger than you and me. And eats boys and girls for his tea. When he speaks he spits from his cheeks and you think he has sprung a leak. He … Continue reading Giants
Rhythm of the Ink 
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