poetry

UDI For Me

All my life I have worked so hard I made some money too But I spent it all on you All my life I wanted something A certain way of life But caved in to the wife U D I Sick of living this lie U D I For ME! All my life I did what others asked Lived for them, not me Is that why I’m so unhappy? All my life so totally stressed out Trying to make ends meet Heart beating a different beat U D I Sick of living this lie U D I For ME! I’m going to do what I want I’m going to go where I want I’m going to live for me I’m going to please myself I’m gonna spend money on myself

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Three Books of Poetry….

I have three books of poetry in print. All are available on Amazon sites in paperback and Kindle formats. This is their story…. I began writing poems when I was a boy. It was an outlet. A few years ago, I found a huge pile of handwritten poems that I had written dating back to 1974 and, trust me, some were just downright embarrassing! Some, however, weren’t all that bad. I put these in a pile and typed them into MS WORD for better keeping and put them all in my poetry directory on my PC. I had about 50 poems there so I once again selected what I thought were some of the best and made them into a book. It was self-published off course but it was a

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Where Is My Enthusiasm?

From time-to-time, we lose our way a bit. Distractions or pure bloody laziness are usually to blame. For the last several weeks, it has been the latter for me. I can’t be bothered to meditate I really can’t. I feel flat – not down – but flat, lacking in excitement and with no zest at all for anything. It’s a strange feeling. A bit like treading water or something. Is it the weather, the time of year, my age???? Who knows? In a couple of weeks or so, we move back to Brno and I am hoping that a change of scenery makes the difference and rekindles the fires. What is missing is enthusiasm. Enthusiasm has always been my driving force. The fuel for my engine. My inner fire. Enthusiasm

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It’s In The Silence

It’s in the Silence So they say The loudness of the quiet day It’s in the Darkness I’ve heard said The brightness shining in my head It’s in the Void I was told And followed deep to behold It’s in the wind So it reads Not in your dry and powdered creeds It’s deep inside I know this You are the sought after bliss Its where you least expect to find it Hidden in plain sight Ears to hear and eyes to see Inside you will find the light

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Reality – Imagined for Free

Here is a poem from my forthcoming book – Astral Messages. It will be published in the Fall after The Last Observer…. Silence is an innaccurate word Loud, it is full of strangeness Listen, for there you find infinity Otherworld’s sounds purred back to us Sight is certainly not to see Filled with images though it may be In fact, there are multitudes of otherworld’s paralleled stacked awaiting Open your senses Imagine and see Open your inner eye Imagine and be Fantasy is fantastical you see Truth fleeting hovers and flits there Grasp it by the toe and we’ll agree Reality is unlimited and imagined for free

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Religion

To follow Your words we trust Despite your actions And the countless billions That crossed religions And suffered death or persecution A man who Thinks he knows What God wants Is a dangerous delusion Devilish collusion To further darkness and chaos Religion Your dogma Conform or die Propagate my lie Kill the unbelievers Help make me absolute Man-made lies Not God uttered Satan’s revenge Death and destruction Psycho seduction Kill, hate, maim and persecute For man In the name of God Amen

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Life…..

The lines are blurred And faces merged The funniest thing you’ll see Moments in time and space Held close for eternity Just pictures saved by memory Like silent movies played Flickering images passing by Do these belong to me? Or is everything I see From another, not me The colours and the smells The angles lacking symmetry The sounds and sights Images bound in space The inner revelries revealed My life’s tapestry Unraveled Untied Betwixt and between Reality

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Us and Them

Flames Burning us Bullets Tearing us It’s Us and Them you see Words Grinding us Fists Beating us It’s Them to blame if you ask me Bombs Ripping us Feet Stomping us Am I doing this to Them or to me? All is One don’t you see I am hating and killing me Them? Simply shades of me

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Imagineering

Some days, I don’t wish to do anything I would just like to sit and stare A lazybones Awake, but asleep to this world Wakeful dreaming Creating in my head No need for people Me and me alone Crowded by thoughts And memories of times gone by Begging to question why? If I could change it Would it mean anything? Would my now be any different Would I have learned anything? Pondering the future There’s that feeling again So strong, so strange It’s only me this thing No you or them, just me Everything and nothing Cycle, no end nor beginning Eternally now Me Imagineering

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My Heart

This is my heart It is yours Symbol of my love Also yours Please don’t break it Or ever lose it Just let it beat Next to yours From Poems for the Little Room 2012, Lulu

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