No MPs just candidates peddling their lies and messages of hate, now the election has a date when we all go to rate. Will they buy bombs, or give money to moms? Will they look after the old or just leave them out in the cold. They all say their words but some are absurd, … Continue reading Election
Pushing Through
Pushing through for me and you, making tunnels in what we do, clean the house, polish a shoe all done for me and you. Watching out for the dew on the grass, time to raise another glass. Walking along hand in hand wanting to be in nether land. Having a dream that we are a … Continue reading Pushing Through
Summer Days
Sweaty, sticky, tacky heat; talking about the change in weather with everyone you meet. Rotary fans and ice cream vans, people making holiday plans. Windows down on cars and vans, babies out in pushchairs and prams enjoying the heat with their mams. Barbecues start to be used, sausage and chicken and burgers, finger licking; Washing … Continue reading Summer Days
They Just Stare
You sit there upright in your chair and people just stop and stare. They talk to me like your not there as though talking to you they don’t dare. They don’t see the pain in your face they think you should always have good grace. Then there’s the others who want to race even though … Continue reading They Just Stare
Power of Waves
I like walking on the beach watching the tide amble it’s way in, filling rock pools and breaching sand castle walls, as it fizzes and bubbles and crawls. The coldness of the sea make calf’s go tight and feet sink into the soft sand below. The sea advances with no stopping jumping and hopping as … Continue reading Power of Waves
Beautiful Day
Wind blows through shimmering trees, blossom flies up to the sky with the bees. freshly cut grass makes you sneeze, children playing with dirty knees trees turn green for as far as the eye can see. Birds pick at insects and worms before departing on isotherms. the wind lifts them to the sky on their wings, carrying … Continue reading Beautiful Day
Beyond Fatigue
Body heavy mind light, sleeping anytime but not at night. Beyond the fatigue my body goes, no sleep will make it go, hard to move feel so low, where is my get up and go. When will this melee pass? I don’t know it’s becoming a farce laying here waiting for it to go Beyond … Continue reading Beyond Fatigue
Space
In the outer depths of space no one can see your face as you race to get back to the place you call home. In the glow of tomorrow no one knows where you will go. Can any one hear you scream as you sit facing a dead screen. Something is pulling you through the … Continue reading Space
My Brew
Hand grips the wooden handle. Other angles the glass under the brass spout in anticipation of the nectar that will flow out. Arm pulls down to release the brew then lifts to pull a new. The froth Wells up as it hits the bottom of the glass and then through its self will pass. White … Continue reading My Brew
Apache
A big wind fills the sky dropping out of the storms eye, dust cloud to shroud, ready to deploy its lethal crowd. Down goes the ramp to start the decamp, thirty men fresh out of camp. Out they go to and froe; left and right into the night covering the arcs in case of a … Continue reading Apache
Rhythm of the Ink 
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