Ode to a Kipper

You lay there bronzed with a shine, I could not wait until you were mine, when I could touch your fine line, curves like a belle on a beach, a sensual smell, uniquely devine, I grasped you tight then brought you home, eventually when we were at last alone, you glistened and spat as if you were an angry cat, placed under the grill, covered in butter and then I ate, the delicious fish, what a tasty dish. 

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Feeling tall while walking small

Fell off a ladder

Not funny at all

A sense of humour one must have

so I’m crying laughing when going to the lav.

In the next year

Oh faint heart, whisper in thine ear something of nothing, speaking gentle tone, give thy a soft shoulder, a warm caress to hold while we toil this winter sheave then we must laetan thy person distant, chastened till we lighten the day again

Face Value

Judge a person not with first impressions

you will never meet the beautiful soul, within the mess

they could be the best person you ever met

The cleverest, hardworking person yet

With Neon lit knickers under their dress.

Clear Mind

Do one thing wrong and you’ll never forget it

Do more than two things wrong and you find it hard to remember when you got things right

Peaceful Serenity

The little robins song, a delicate meaningful trill, sings of a river with pebbles lain about its girth, cool water flowing fresh and clear, brown trout swimming against a natural flow from the hills on either side of the serene valley, blanketed by a faint smelling, sweet fragranced heather, winter snow caps of Nevis ringing a chilling shrill of icy cold air, picturesque land surrounded by ancient pine trees & oak with an ancestry of peaceful deer, theres a whispering in the air as the leaves fall...... “Soon th' winter wull be 'ere”

Paranoid Host

My eyes close, I look inside, I see a fool of a man that cannot hide, a terrible talker, a would be stalker, courageously weak, a stumbling walker. 

The terrain being tough I climb without swelt, rock after rock the tallest I’d felt, no higher would cap it, yet when I’m at work, I may fix a tap, lay down a Trap, fall over my own feet when walking on carpet.

a worthless spectacle, unliked for whatever I do, I try hard to care, yet continue to feel bare, open for all to see, though I feel the ridicule in me, for such a many year it has been my destiny 

Do you stumble through life, through the pain, on a knife, which way will you slip, on the edge of a trick?, fear not, do not worry, hold on, never hurry, relax with anyone you can, take time for a chat, have a small tipple then maybe a curry. 

Isiah 41:10

Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand

Amen 

Near, yet far

Bitter hard is twist as fate, well awash the ecstatic face, no more tears of joy with drink, spread on plaster base, incredulous cover of satin lace.

Swarm the tower, fragment our thoughts, demolish utopian congretional thoughts thus strive on course, the cockroach spreads when squashed on boards.

Eruptious practicality, wishing smiles, never mock truth inflicted,  travel for miles, delay the haven, suspend ones peace, when finally at the end, we will feel release, then hold on close to heavens child. 

Winter chill’

The warmth afore ere feel, summer fails, leaves lie brown are dampened now, tis’ with faint heart thy welcome in, nor by choice let winter sin, calm seas swirl, waves roll and prance, redemptions here to steal away the stags last dance, a heinous horror doth plenty kill err’ multitude of souls therest lie ill, thou’ sorrows thorn till festive eve, a child sleeps a baby born, while those that lost, forever mourn.

Our own image

Humans grew over millions of years to become conscious, intelligent, sentient, Sensuous, self thinking loving, hating beings. Robots are singled minded, single tasking machines, yet humans are perfecting this build yearly,  will man ever be able to make a being such as a robot in his own image? ….If so,  will this make him a god ? 

If humans became god, would he stop killing cod, travel to other alien planets, would he hunt and kill, how can man be trusted when they carry a bitter pill, when their intentions are to make the weakest ill, 

Only when the earth is loving and kind, people stop to notice the world is there to find, eradicate sickness, the poor and the blind, look after their back  yard, before spreading misery on to another kind

Then will man be a god?

Not a chance

The Path

Walk through the Valley, injustice at thy steed, tread very carefully, move with speed, be certain for righteousness whatever thy need, the path is hazardous wherever it leads.

Masculine Throng

Gone when I returned, one vanquished and twenty, reason not found, yet there were you whence I came around, resting quiet, perfect and still, not a blemish nor a mark in glorious colour, my heart subdued, there you lay statuette in the dark. 

A Hard Man

A heart set in stone, leathered face, forever alone, persecution carved on a concrete throne, where is the man that longed for eternal love to be held tight?  transparency departed, weakened internal fight, known to some as a rock, prepared to kill, yet peculiarities to the few, a hero that feels, Where is the man that longed for love, to belong, has long since passed and long since gone. 

Natural Progression of peace

It began with a fastidious coup, first there were a few, a steadfast point to serve irradiation of radicalism, a sway in the way, destroy the beast, finance the place of a hero, the price of oil from dollars to zero, he is sat in the carefree palace, democratic father, a justified god or Nero ?

Terrorism has had its day, destroy it and make them go away, yet a land cannot be forced to change, nor can you immediately heal a dog from the mange, freedom comes at a cost with death, pain & Loss, soldiers are people, people lose lives.

Closing the operation down, a choice of a clown, men flying home gaining little but a frown, a slap in the face, Neh! Courage is the victory, war isn’t won by force, winning is when the good rise from within of course, freedom will have its chance, at the last day, most probably with the last dance. 

A beautiful Day

Along the beach, the waves are crashing, hitting the rocks, sometimes smashing, the Surf is strong, water is white, high in a peak, the surfers delight, strong legs push, the board swishes, a heavenly kiss from the angelic like fishes, the wave rolls high and spins thou leaps, a mermaid catches then pulls them deep, a gulp of water, swim up not stop, find thy board and climb on top, a beautiful day 

Rest in the sun

A bright day, summer at play, they cannot wait to have fun again, young at heart, old in scorn, slightly fragile, a little forlorn, years gone by, aged & worn. 

Lovely feeling when the sun warms our skin, hardly see thy kin, rusty old fingers, unbendable digit, bore me not for I begin to fidget, beautiful years of sunshine ahead, could be miserable but then, I could be dead, remove the voices from thy thoughts close our eyes and rest thou head

Forever more I will be.

Nothing am I, if you pass me on your travels then walk on by, if you smile I will wait a while, your desire is not my fire, I ring no bell on a church spire, I will be forgotten within a month when I pass on by.

If you love me, tell me so, I will love you back, I will not hold, yet if you don’t then let me go, to live as free is as much joy than a rich mans gold, wrap yourself in me or let me be. 

If you ever feel lost in thoughts of once apon a time, I am there with my mobile phone, your burden will be mine then once when alone, you may not care, I will not be there, alone I can be even when in company and forever more, I will be. 

Forever more I will be. 

My Shadow

As I walk my shadow falls, it looks as if I’m six feet tall, I reach the hill my shadow shrinks, what a climb my old mind thinks, I reach the top then comes a race, A quickened pace, red in face, my shadows so tall with trees for lace, I reach the location, dark and still, I cannot see my shadow, though it’s with me still, to a new location, on a beautiful hill. 

A new day

Yesterday I was broken, the only thing I have to bring with me are tears, today is a new day, I have no guilt or remorse, there is some deep pain, of course, some memories last the course, yet today is a new day, new beginnings, I close the door, everything is forgiven, you cannot hurt me anymore. I can start afresh, there is no score.