Love Life

When a person says “I LOVE LIFE” 

Yes, they enjoy living, love their work 

Then when by hi’self, there is nothing to love

Wife confesses deceit, whiskey’s in a bottle

Parents long gone, children grown 

Splendour around surrounds, yet alone

In thoughts of how it was meant to be

He could down the whisky with a bottle of pills

Loves life but sickness he feels

It so happened that he didn’t love life, at all

Detached and alone, no distance to fall

Then by the river a stranger gave him a smile

He decided, to linger on for just a short while

In the old worn out relaxed-kind of style.

Son of Peace

it t’was a fine moment, a blessing 

a message of stars from beyond 

magical moment, a move to elope

designed by god, bles-sed hope 

a masterful plan in a sinful den

Slippery Road of now and then

gift in the future, laid out from the past

the future king from a single cast 

will they won’t or won’t they be

the reason to be nailed to a tree

wrath of god softly spoken 

thorns in his head, bones are broken

water sweetened, a message clear

onward charge without the fear, 

follow the Lord, wash his feet

brave in war, accept defeat

future prospects, a godly treat. 

win with grace, live in peace

John 3:16 ✝️

Special caress

There is a person climbing a mountain

the ALP, is as a rocky sea ln the Atlantic 

overflowing with love, pouring as a fountain

a lady gives fortune, Haley only knows too well

incredibly there is no person to tell

yet a heart as pure as any sea

keeping the young ones happy and free

there sliding in Elizabeth to keep the calm

protecting them from any harm

kindness and dedication flows that way

Including them in a way to say

reducing the terror with a calm light

to help the struggle without a fight

Confusion leading to disarray 

removing it with care to another day

History

Why do you follow?

your shadow brings pain

you hurt like no one else can

yet cannot be got rid of  

as if being haunted by a ghost

like a trap that will not let go

you damaged the past

obliterating ahead 

no matter how desperate to move on

destruction follows a sad song

feeling the squeeze finding it hard to breathe 

your grip tightens causing the sneeze

forever a reminder with an ultimate freeze

haunting the future a distasteful tease

Sweet Sorrow

It’s such sad sorrow when love departs

travelling on a journey with a shared heart

sorrowful mourning yet they must let go

deepened feeling with the rivers flow

a fresh move for they cannot stay

heart breaking aside for another day

cannot continue, no’ there is no way

Different

Feeling different from the rest of the world

as lots of unwanted boy, man or girls

failing in successes, bullied coz of me

looking at life, ugliness I see

focalise defending righteous foe

the innocent, people destroyed that I don’t know

it all comes down to a point of view

emotions plenty irrationally missed queues 

they will never know what it is like to be me

as I will never know what it is like to be you

a messed up bunch of wanna be’s

killing for the right to be in a position they are not

their own lives are as gruel covered in snot

I have no fight to be someone like that

caring too much to be a doormat

as weak as aged twine 

rotten corked wine

Putrid not divine

“Be strong and courageous, 

Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, 

For the Lord your God will be with you

Wherever you go”

Joshua 1.9

The Village

Standing in openness at Woodmancote

all alone without hope

a feeling of love in my heart

acceptance of a brand new start

I had never seen the stars..not really 

until now, away from the city 

looking at the night sky

airplanes passing quickly by

seems so near yet are so high

blackening can not hide the twinkles

that shine brighter than any light

dizzy as though drunk 

giving all of myself 

without any fight 

The Night of Dance

Remember we used to dance

as if it were our last chance

it was our last chance

so we used to dance

On into the night 

exhausted with the delight

the delight was too much

the night was as such

Passion filled the desire

the drugs set us on fire 

desire drugged passion then we slept

the fire caused the boom so we wept

One of us had to go on to tell

to go on to tell one of us fell

slide down the roof someone may grieve

grieve your loss I had to breathe

A story of you and your beautiful love

the beautiful love of your story above

remember our dance way into the night

the night of love we danced so right

Useless items of memory

Push a button on a remote while sitting plush

Look at the grand old tree rotting into mush

Door with a hinge, a swing of the bracket

Ancient camera you once begged to click it

The decorative candle became a sag

Stepping outside for a long drawn fag

Photographs on the hard drive lost forever

Remembering the moment of being together 

An old Apple watch with the battery long dead

Falling off the shed a metal plate in the head

Ford Anglia where you embraced and kissed

shelving you made a tender hand missed

The old rusty plough with a rusty wheel around

Losing the loneliness with melodious sound

D…..

The message I have today is not to try

the lesson I learned today is let it go by

the moment of joy cost me dear

destroyed all hope and highlighted fear

trying hard to please brought me to my knees

a moment of care as cold as a freeze

should have stayed in bed 

stop the ruptured sound in my head

then taken a long walk in the trees

while listening to the birds and the bees

Joining the crowd of zombie warriors

or the white van man couriers

should have put a bag on my head

because I felt distressed and completely…….

End of the World is Near!!

Waste is everywhere here and antartic

plastic reaches wildlife in deep lost spaces

chicks of albatross in depths of the artic

fragments of plastic in minuscule size

reach most solitude places of ice

energy we produce destroy the reefs

shells of creature seize to exist

carbon dioxide from energy source

dissolve what nature has got of course

us with greed not a care in what we do

destroy the seas of natures source

fossil fuels kill the fish we catch

we will not learn until we meet our match

greed will feed the death of our catch

SAVE THE PLANET NOW, STOP THE GREED!

Light in the Dark

Emancipation of a devoured heart

chance of freedom, a new start

it just died, twas’ a pitiful romance

yet, a chance to stand, get up and dance

a mourning expected, thy loss is great

yet no great fear, its not too late

Just tidy the garden, then open thy gate. 

Proud of Colour

The day I got a crow bar in my face

Is the day I felt a real disgrace

looking straight at fifteen Skinheads

standing in my drape coat red

Aldgate East Station the chosen sight

surrounded by foe and ready to fight

shouting “come on you scum”

full of mouth, ready for fun

turned to friends behind but there were none

they all ran off and left me as one

running at the thugs, what a mug

tooled up ‘meathead’ done his job

whacked me hard the sluggish slob

broken jaw for a loud mouthed yob

 

See not!

The highest mountain is ravenous for thirst 

Clambering warm air above the sky

Melting snow upon its peak,

Mumbling clouds stretch out to speak

Wrath of god in thunderstorm 

Swords  of lightning in artistic form

Crying tears as water falls

Millenniums of years grand and tall

Lands of beauty, spendourously lush

Stood silent forever, never in a rush

Rivers flow to lakes out to the sea

Where in the universe would we rather be

The lords greatest moment is moulding mankind

A gift of sight blessed, why are we so blind?

 

When ?

When is the time to be caring ?

When is the time to be kind ?

When is the time to be honest ?

When is the time to love ?

When is the time to stop caring ?

When is the time to stop being Kind ?

When is the time to lie ?

When is the time to stop loving ?

When is the time to be hellacious ?

when is it time to be ferocious ?

When is it time to be controlling ?

When is it time to condemn ?

When is it time to relax and let go ?

All the time, sometimes, never!…will we know ?

Red and White Straw-Sail

Perspiring thy ugliness, sweat on the brow

from good to evil, not knowing how

perfidious in growth with torture around

Machiavellian severity, death will be found.

Slice through veins, cut with will

destroy thy enemy from a view on a hill

run as one, swords in hand

axes ready, a raid on this land

Spoils of thunder, wrath of Thor

bid ye’ no rest from the gods of war

water reigns over mountainside

cloud thee over the mist o’er bride

Gently settle, onwards flow

into lands cleansed with snow

red stained fields, towns of fire

one must recover with rested respire

Graceful gods, a thousand years pass

the only raid now is crystal in glass 

countries of peace or so they say

until the judged devil doth have his day

The futuristic person will feign dismay

at that time humanity will pass away

comfort in wealth, oh have the last shout

watch out, watch out ‘there’s a Humphrey about!’.

No gas to bake a cake

Glance at the phone, contacting no-one,

letters unopened, see bygones be gone, 

lie in a darkened room, 

while not wanting to venture outside, 

destruction all around, the death of a young bride

Loving, hugging, kissing, adventuring, 

a new beginning, a fresh breeze in life, 

taking a long honeymoon in a place afar from Fife, 

not long before it sours for the gullible young wife.

A debt to the national need, 

gambling addiction within the seed, 

the house is riddled with pests, 

cockroaches desperate to feed, 

woodworm will eat at the skirting, 

damp rots the eves, 

happiness never meant to last, 

it withered away fast.

dare not to open the door, 

unsure of the final score

wolves bang with sticks, 

men with tractors and picks, 

fear of facing the rain, 

he’d taken the gun and run, 

too surreal for what started as fun, 

unforeseeing what was to come, 

hidden within her shadow, 

the only reminder left is ache, 

no gas to bake a cake. 

Rise of the New Dawn

The whirly wonder of a wintery storm

Ancient weather to devour the norm

Rotating hurricane, ice cold snow

Trudging on with no place to go

Close to spring, a flower on show

A bud of yellow says “here I go”

Many more are sprouting now

A new year begins, little kittens meow

Beginning life all over the land 

Cows in shed, lambs that were planned

Rising of the sun, warming old England

Wearing nice clothes with our new wedding theme

Washing the windows, a pretty spring clean

Looking more beautiful than I’ve ever seen.                     

        

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‘Luscious landscapes picturesquely serene’

💌

I will not whimper away from love

even if they; are afraid to show it

I will not cower away from caring

although they; may despise it

I am an emotional man

doing the most I can to be as strong as I am

so judge me or accept me for showing

I will not change; I am as, open as a book

walk away and laugh,  my world may be shook

do not glance back to take another look. 

At my end

When the end has come

I will be forgotten  

One or two will mourn for a week

others may relinquish speech

most will not cry when I die

Continue on without wondering; why? 

So, forget my life without a stutter

don’t think of me, I do not matter

only one thing, I have to ask

a very small useful task

it will not help me but can help you

open the New Testament, a page will do

read a small verse of scripture song

pray the Lord’s Prayer & follow on.