The Water Meter

I turned on the tap the water ran dry

Not even a drop to wash my left eye

The meters been fitted, I haven't paid my bill, now it's been cut off in this  bill overkill

My electrics gone up, so has the gas

The car needs repair, I can't afford the tax

If this carries on the house will be reprocessed, it's so easy to get in such a bloody mess.

I've worked hard all my life and never been a ponce, my credit status needs sorting and also my bonce 

Fifty years of struggling, everything goes up, even the Nescafé in my grandad cup.

I cannot see the doctor or he won't see me, who ever said that the NHS is free. 

I hope my children have saved for there rainy days and also lots of money to maybe bury me.

1914 letter

Longing for, alone in this trench, more mud than me, caught in this stench

a few shots in the night leave an eerie sound, rhythmically firing all around

Down he falls, then there's blood,

I miss you so much at this time my love

What started as an adventure, exciting to the summit, has long since gone, I can no longer even feel it.

I'll be lucky on this day to come out of this alive, we've orders to go over soon 

Into no mans land, well you've got to do your best to give England a hand!

I write again next week, please say a prayer, I'll always remember the first time I saw you, so beautiful standing there.

Saviour

Deeper and deeper the darkness of night 

Exhale or consume from a shimmering sight

Clouds caressingly cover from eyes that may see

things that are hidden from the blindness in me. 

Night spirits twinkle when the earth goes to sleep Shepherds lay awake tendering their sheep

Born out of holiness given their sight gathering their souls way into the night

Forgiveness a joy received with delight

Crushing  a demon removing their flight

Dare not to look at or linger round long

An angels desire is accomplished and strong

Fortunately brave with god at your side

Sword and the shield your heavenly bride

The crucified jesus stamping his place

ruling the earth with a promise of grace.

Teenagers know everything

The longer one goes into life

The more that one learns

The younger that one is

The less one wants to learn

If we could all be susceptible to learning

Then our minds would flourish 

Why is it teenagers never listen to parents?

Parents have lived,loved and had all the heartaches and difficulties that there is to learn already!

Why do children refuse to hear us?

Children are as individual as petals on a flower, when a petal falls it always falls in its own way as do children

They cringe at the very idea that you know something more than they do

When as a petal they fall we can only hope that they fall into something that is good for them and if they fall into something bad then they will learn from it.

Parents let them fall

When they do, be there to catch them. 

Travelling Blind

A dark passage that's closing in

It narrows down to a dwindling blackness 

Darker and darker becoming blind 

The torch on my iPhone isn't so kind 

Scary monsters follow me along 

Through a long hard life

I wish they were gone 

Twisting and turning cutting in deep 

No rest from the evil and no decent sleep 

I saw a light ahead so on I ran 

Running and running fast as I can 

I found a bridge laden on fire 

A bridge of the past had been my desire 

The journey I'd been on had taken me back 

to the start of the  journey and on the wrong track 

There's nothing left that I can do 

Except continue the journey 

And see it all through 

Learning to fly

I cannot take what life has to offer anymore 

I'm going insane and my life is a bore 

It's unusual to feel this way but it's  

Like a hundred years caught in a

Tragedy of some others  life 

A man with a gun pointed at another man's wife 

Stuck at the bottom of a fairgrounds big wheel

Life's moving on but I'm standing dead still

Rain at the bottom of a window sill

I cannot run fast enough to feel myself move

Even in these amazing training shoes

Pity that you don't love me like you once did

I never thought I'd see the day that you'd get rid

Hide behind the curtains play hide and seek

You can be evil or you can be meek

As if a magpie with a bright yellow beak

I look over the cliff its a long way down

Fifty years wasted and a miserable frown

A lifetime climbing to see this old town

Leap and fly free while I'm on the way down.

Gracias a dios

Where would I be if you weren't near me

Climbing like a squirrel up a monkey tree

What would I say if you went away

I beg forgiveness and ask you to stay

What would I do if tragedy struck

Kneel down and pray 

to the Lord for such luck