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Yup

Yup

Make up u mind

No words

No words

Daddy wont you keep me safe, daddy wont you keep me safe, Im only two, I depend on you, daddy wont you keep me safe. Daddy, please dont walk away, daddy stay with me today, daddy dont go, I love you so, daddy please, dont you know?

Pink

Pink

Meant to be pink, but born blue,who knew?, not me, not even you, and the whole world was green, something you could not let be seen, then the coloures faded as life went on, green turned to grey, blue took a new hue, pink got lost, somewhere in my t

Her Again

Her Again!

She never says anything wrong,she sings, soulfully and wonderfully, beautiful song, she is only two foot tall,,, he, he,,of course thats not funny,,,but when she stands behind the couch we cant see,,, her,,,little short legs, personality that glows

Who knows

Who knows

I wonderd? Is it the end of the beginning,or the start of the end,? hey, do you care? we are f*cked either way! , we are lost in contemplation, of a life of complication, who cares, how it goes, dont sweat the small stuff,, noone knows.

Corporate

Corporate

I'd love to write a story, that everyone could see, the story of life, the story of us and me, somehow, to show how we came to be, where we are now, and what we want to see, corporate foundations are made up of people, like us, but somehow lost, in g

Its not dinner

Its not dinner.

How would you write the story of life? Without being stabbed, with a knife, how would you say, its not that real, something you can feel? You can't.. it' impossible, its not that real, hide behind protective layers, thats what we do,,, thats our pray

BIG BROTHER

BIG? BROTHER?

He's our big brother, what he says goes, he loves us more than anyone knows, everything he says is always true, when he wants your opinion, he will give it to you! What could we do without his direction?, NOTHING, this

Who told you

Who told you?

Who told you THAT story of life? THAT STORY cuts like a knife, a fable , you are not able , ,,, to resist,, takes over your life? And you cease to exist on your own?, you need help from above? you need love?, to protect you from what? someth

Not Tonight

Not Tonight

Theres a shadow that falls in my life, across what is or can be, something too far for me to see, ,,,,, hmm, I really want to know, what is love? how does it grow?, hmm,, I can see, she went to bed,.,, sorrrrrrrweeee,,, heeeeeee, xxxxxxxxx

SNAP JUDGEMENT

SNAP JUDGEMENT

Milan Springtime Twilight From my window I see four men formally suited with raised fists and open mouths My camera is set One finger prods one shoulder one foot advances I ‘CLICK’. All those in the street have turned toward

911

911

The term aesthetic arrest was first used by James Joyce in his book A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. The philosopher, historian and theologian Joseph Campbell, also a Joyce scholar, explained aesthetic arrest as,"A simple beholding of the object... you experience a radiance. You are held in aesthetic arrest. This radiance, the perception of beauty, is regarded as a communication of the hidden power behind the world, shining through some physical form."

Tropical Splendour

This is my signature piece of writing, as conveyed in the last three paragraphs: "At such moments alone with nature one can feel a strange unity .with everything around. Unity that is so strong and overpowering that one loses consciousness of one's individual self; one has no consciousness of time and space but only of that moment - the infinite eternal NOW. One's consciousness seems to merge with a deeper consciousness of the unity of all things in nature and the cosmos. One experiences an awareness of a deeper reality that is impossible to describe in words. One makes contact with one's cosmic roots in a dimension where time and space are irrelevant. It is the synchronisation of one's consciousness with the absolute and ultimate reality of the cosmos." As a young boy, around nine or ten, I used to love to be in the sugar-cane fields in my native tropical island, Trinidad. I got a natural high, being dazzled by the brilliant sunshine and listening to the sighing of the sugar cane leaves as they swayed in the breeze like the waves of the ocean. I felt that Nature was speaking to me, transporting me to another world where I connected with my cosmic roots, becoming part of the unity of all things.

PROLUTION

PROLUTION

“In the future, all parts of the body and brain,” the professor beamed at his rapt audience “will be replaceable.” “PROMAN will pursue his ever-adjustable programs forever. He will affix to and discard from his body, as required, all th

Cheers mate

Cheers mate

That's ma word Give thanks I give thanks for you And you and you and you And yes you too And oh yes, giving thanks for me too This thanks more than just a positive vibration This thanks bursts banks of any negative situation So Thank you ve

Contains Quinine

Contains Quinine

Tonic water and Cuba

The viral blues

The viral blues

Happy New 2022 to us!

Speculations

Poetic speculations, (of a philosophical nature)

ODE TO A TWIN SOUL

ODE TO A TWIN SOUL

ANT you cringe you flee but I stamp you out You are no more Yet we share endless living for neither of us can experience an existence that has ceased You ANT unable to even dream of Immortality have thus escaped it I who once y

WORDPLAY

WORDPLAY

If from sleep I awaken I'm alive If I never wake up again I'm dead - which however I cannot experience I think this is unfair and to offer Death its fair share of existence I now rename ‘Life’ ‘Death’ At last I can enjoy the '

LIVING IT UP

LIVING IT UP

If I am the ‘me’ that decides what I see and thus am an ‘I’ not a ‘we’ why do I hear so many ‘I’s proclaiming themselves to be ‘we’? i.e., “we are all equal we must be free we should be saving the world…” I don’t recall my consent to

Angel of The Sea

Angel of The Sea

It is to us forever our duty to relay With pride our tale of courage on the Isles that fateful day. September 1838 she battled through the storm for others she risked her life in the early hours of morn. Gracie is the 'darling' of the north-

The Clouds

I wrote this one 12-28-2021. I wrote and rewrote this in a few different ways just because I liked the stanza part (And now we're here, Dig...) Allow yourself to perceive what the song means on your own accord of thought.

Unique

Unique

I never knew the flower that fell, I never knew, who you were, I never knew you, I never knew my heart would break, only for,,for your sake, and now I feel, that life goes on,,, without your perfect song,, an angelic beauty born to be,, for you,, a

The asent of man A riddle What points in history am I refering to overall also

The asent of man. A riddle What points in history am I refering to. overall also

This is a riddle can you tell me the events is history and the over all theme that I refer to in this riddle?

All we need is love

All we need is love)))

Just wanted to wish Happy 2022 to all our poets! stay safe, healthy, loving and loved ones))

Why

Why??

Why I always keep trying every single time avoiding the bitterness of giving up on love. No one has to pay for the previous person who hurt you

Silence Molds the Clouds All day

Silence Molds the Clouds All day

inspired by Beatle's: - Julia - Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, Touch me, So I sing a song of love, Julia

THE SECOND THOUGHT

THE SECOND THOUGHT

What is more boring than dying? It’s a terrible waste of time: lying there twiddling my eyebrows or dreaming up words that might rhyme. Why don’t I chant a ‘te deum’ or swear repenting remorse or scream for succour or sanctum or plead for

My eyes are brown not blue

My eyes are brown not blue

I think I was in 7th grade when I wrote this poem. I always wanted to have blue eyes I always thought they were so pretty. But I knew I was beautiful inside even with my brown eyes.

Our apple trees

Our apple trees

Our apple trees bore fruit, not this time but in previous years, I wonder will they bloom next year?, I wonder? I smile through tears, loving the most wonderful years, of our time spent together,, I just want you to be with me FOREVER! XXXX YVONNE

Our World

Our World

Lets start a whole new world, just you and me, we will banish bankers, politicans, big business,leave everyone equal, how would THAT be?, are they as equal as me, hey, I'm taller, I need more space, cant be stuck face to face, and theres another, h

Linear way

Linear way?

So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say? First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears, seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place

CURE ALL

CURE-ALL

Alas the implacable enemy of man is not himself but what he thinks he ought to be What he had done but shouldn’t have done makes what he didn’t do but should have done pale If life were only just he would be able to edit con

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My PERFECT grandson!!!

Beautiful Me

Beautiful Me!

I am simple yet complicated with an intellectual soul yearning to be understood and not easily forgotten. I am a person who appreciates different perspectives even if they do not fit into my idealistic reality. I can mutually share with you the

THE PERSIAN PETARD

THE PERSIAN PETARD

In a Tehran hotel I asked for a room “a small one if possible please” A young man with keys escorted me up a couple of flights selected a door and went in He told me the price and concealing my shock I decided on saving my face by requesting

CREDULIBILITY

CREDULIBILITY

l am informed that our sun’s journey will take umpteen to-the-power-of-umpteen millennia to reach the ‘constellation of Hercules’ which will have departed long before I get there I learned this from a monkey You question my sanity? Th

Ahmaud Arbery

Ahmaud Arbery

Travis McMicheal sentenced to life no parole Gregory McMicheal: life no parole William Bryan: life w parole after 30yrs RIP Ahmaud.

SAFE CONFESSION

SAFE CONFESSION

Hear the greatest cretin in existence who has taught himself Want not Have Purpose not Gratitude who has longed for Other not Here Then not Now who has betrayed principles concocted artifices instigated machinations contrived ambush

Two Friends Of Mine

Two Friends Of Mine.

A Sonnet dedicated to my two life-long friends.

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Yes I'm bored but managed it :)

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