poetry

Life is But A Dream

I recall singing that song when I was a small child and wondering what did it mean? – Life is just a dream? Row, row, row your boat, Gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, Life is but a dream. But where did this come from and who wrote it? A bit of research suggests that the earliest printing of it was in 1852 but who wrote it and why seems lost in the mists of time. If anyone knows, please let me know… I thought life a dream when I was a child or rather, I thought it a game that I controlled. It was a sort of virtual reality (as it would be called now) and I was sat in a box connected to a machine that

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Just 4 More Days to Enter…

Four more days to have a chance of winning a copy of Moon Whispers on Goodreads.com. Enter now if you haven’t already… Click here to enter.

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Not More Poetry??

Yes. More poetry. I have published a new collection of poetry called Best Laid Plans and Other Strange Tails and it is now available in paperback format for a very reasonable price. The kindle version will launch on September 1st and will be free for the first 5-days (at least that is the plan but the amazon site is currently playing games with me!). If you buy the paperback though, you have a very nice book full of interesting poetry to place somewhere strategically. Please do consider it. The cover has already draw a couple of peoples attention. It is actually of a decoration on one of the house down our street in Brno of what I think is a sort of green man. Here is the cover for those

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The Story – from Best Laid Plans

I am going to tell you a story Although it has a beginning It’s ending is yet unwritten And maybe has no ending Once upon a long, long time ago A boy was to a woman born He sneezed and started his life He was the family’s very first born He grew and grew and grew Tall and thin but quite bright And off to college he went Seeking out truth and inner light He looked and searched all about Examining all manner of places Never finding what he sought But he covered all the bases One day in despair he sat Quietly contemplating naught Tired of seeking, he took a rest And lost his train of thought The inner vision grew and grew Discovering very strange places Filled with

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Deeper

It’s so dark I can hardly see A gloom lies all around A dark blanket of heaviness Like the fog that envelopes My mind in misty confusion A dark and gloomy conclusion I’m tired so very tired Death and destruction War and virulent pestilence There is neither truth nor sense In anything that I see Yet is this an echo of me? Deeper I seem to fall And the deeper it gets The more I feel constrained As if trapped and contained In some sort of heavy mud Some stinking heap of crud I am in a darkened tunnel That never seems to end The light I see is distant Becoming even non-existent As I seem to sink in deeper Deeper, ever deeper

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Enough!

To accompany my blog post today – A few lines…. Abused and used No one to tell A sordid hell Power mongered Nothing gained Children pained Corrupt bastards Running the country Covering up Hiding the truth Protecting friends In high places No one cares No one gives a damn Homeless kids Forgotten anyway Don’t have a say Humanity abused Sexually used Tears cried Nowhere to hide Insanity prevails Pedophile monsters Criminal abusers No escape No justice None

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Okay

Four seasons Seven days Disputed reasons Whatever she says Years pass Many cycles Memories amass Of deft survival Still I know you didn’t mean it Until The emotional deficit Changed it all Rearranged it all Suddenly We were sliding out of control Glibly You said it was just like parole But you meant its over You didn’t dare say But it was truly over Like the end of a darkened day Done Washed away Gone Okay Lost forever Until We could never Fill The gap that was left Soiled Bereft Of meaning Celebrating Endings Eternal blackness Death and decay There is no other way And nothing left to say Okay

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Rumors of War

Inspired by a Facebook friend’s sarcastic post. Ebola Plane crashes Israeli war Russia may invade We will make you very afraid Climate change Murder Fracking too There is nothing that you can do Crucify Christians die Islamic terror Middle Eastern war Whatever scares you more? Don’t stop to think Don’t dare to breath Worry and worry more Be afraid, very afraid Ending times Prophecy Revelation Rumors of war But we have seen this all before! Controlling Cajoling No question Doom times are coming Why are you not running? Fear Keeps you mine Fear Keeps you in line Me? I am unafraid Laughing at how hard you try What will be will be But I will always be free Because apparently you forgot That in actuality this is my reality

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Talk, Talk

Talk, talk A talking head A constant stream Of incessant chatter Talk, talk Words in my head Is anyone listening Does it really matter? Aren’t we all talking to ourselves? A running commentary on our lives Describing that reality Emphasizing finality Gibbering our thoughts aloud Streaming podcasts in our head Writing, filming or recording The words we just said Talk, talk The walking dead It’s a constant dream That doesn’t matter Talk, talk Words that I have read Is anyone listening? Or am I already dead?

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All Sixes and Sevens

Six strings Strumming along Six stars In this song Six days to work hard And one to rest Six metals to reduce To the best A sixth sense Or six of the best Perfection Add one for Completion Six points to make Six cakes to bake Six maids a dancing Around a point Six gates to open Six planets around A golden Sun This song is nearly done Seventh heaven Seven seals Seven balanced Gently heals Six Seven On our way To that place heaven

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