In light of current events

In today's Oval Office scandal, President Trump, alongside Vice President JD Vance, engaged in a heated exchange with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy. Trump accused Zelenskyy of risking "World War Three" and suggested that Ukraine had "no good cards" in negotiations. This confrontation led to the abrupt cancellation of a significant minerals deal between the U...

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I walked

these flint scatterd fields

when time was mine,

my stride more sure,

and, with hips in line,

inclines went unnoticed.

Freedom -

my ever-tempting lure

led me to this chalky down

where once,

amongst the gleaming

jag-edged flints,

sinewed ploughmen

walked with furrow-limps.

But in the deep and ancient pass

this land was water-washed

and se...

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She was known as the Cat Lady, or to those with a wicked tongue,
‘Mad’ Mabel, for everyone knew about her love of the genus cuddly feline.

She’d christened her pet cat Flunnel, after Viktor,
a Bulgarian ship’s waiter,
who had trouble with English pronunciation.

They’d met on a cruise while she was looking for a husband, 
but Mabel, being a bit of a snob, opted for a smooth-talking Moroc...

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Come round our house and take a look

At what my wife has tried to cook;

Then start your effin' and your jeffin'

(I'm prepared to do the reffin'

Between a gobshite and Our Gert);

Let's see which one of you gets hurt!

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She was whiskey and rain,
with no allusions about their nature.

Two or three ounces
kept the world at bay,

but the storms were always a cascade
of water and spray without redress.

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It feels like I’ve been around too long.

Every tune has become the same old song.

Every plight’s just a fight to no end

cuz there’s no way to win.

And I can’t help but notice as I’m growing old -

I believe less and less of what I’m told.

Cuz the world’s nothing more than

an endless round of spin.

Every voyage I take that’s pushed by sails

is another lap around ...

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On one of the occasional Wild Poets walks run by Mole Valley Poets, we came across a Folly – Broadwood’s Folly, a round tower on the slopes of Box Hill, half hidden by trees, but commanding a view across the valley worth admiring.

A Folly tends to get people thinking, speculating about purpose, past usage, and the builders, in this case Thomas Broadwood, of the piano family, who ...

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Who is to blame

Let's walk through history

The cruel charismatic dictators

The chess-playing map-drawing colonialists

The wealth-seeking explorers

The holier-than-thou heathen- defining believers

The tribal territory-driven survivalists

On and on and on

Etc etc etc

Who is to blame

At some point it behooves us to stop the blame game

To sit down and get real

Compr...

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Let the weekend vibes kick in…

Throw your stress in the bin…

Dance to the left and right…

Fill it up with laughter and light…

Do all the little things you enjoy…

Maybe playing with your sex toy…

The whole point is to just unwind…

Letting the soul rest with peace of mind…

Watching a movie, eating out or drinking wine…

Knowing that tomorrow will be just fine…

Whether al...

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Poet’s Prayer

Guide my hand to write it right,

That I need not regret.

Guide mind’s eye to see the light,

That evil ne’er beget.

Guide my feet to find the path,

That I might find my soul.

Guide my mind to suffer wrath,

‘til joy might make me whole.

Guide my conscience to fight the cause,

That I might justify.

Guide my love to see through flaws,

Th...

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I have got that Friday feeling
My head man is reeling
It's Friday thank the lord
Join the party climb on board
Happiness I hope you find
I'm in a Friday state of mind

Another week of the daily grind
No satisfaction do I find
Working to live a dystopian existence
To survive you gotta have persistence 
Not much reward taxed to death
Exhausted can hardly catch my breath

Hit the road i...

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On this our darkest night,

aurora stains the mountains red,

the impatient blade of morning

bleeds the starlight pale.

No staunch defence

could stem such blackness bled,

nor bar the shaft of golden day,

that all of life should fail.

And once so sure, our hearts entwined

beat the very same,

that spinning in their union

no imposter could unbind.

Yet ...

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the grey has lasted some four months now

a dull, hampering grey. 

bottle it, flick the glass with your fingernail. 

no chime no ring, but muffled thuds like a thousand footsteps plodding through weeds of memories. 

the beige has lasted some ten years now. it’s rough carpet felt wheels, children’s sighing sleep. 

hands pushing indents, the television played too late and too loud...

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We’ve been living in this townland

for a hundred years or more,

and my father’s in the churchyard

like his fathers gone before;

but there’s black rot on the praties,

and the bailiff’s at the door,

so the young men are all leaving

and we’ll see them never more.

Now there’s black rot on the praties,

and the bailiff’s at the door

for the countryside is starving,

...

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Amidst the crashing waves that fiercely surround,  
The current assures the eyes that safety can be found.  
In truth, it drowns those who gaze at the mere veneer,  
And those who reach out will find themselves in fear.  

Oh, you who linger still upon the shore,  
Let me share of one who nearly sank before.  
She bore no hatred, yet it was clear,  
That breathing became a struggle held de...

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Wild is the minute and clear is the day
a world of smell and sight and sound,
the portals of discovery all around.
I enter this world, this newfoundland:
not...

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I no longer beg for you like I used to 

Ive grown used to your distance 

I used to pray for you 

So much I felt God heard enough 

Now I pray for you but not for me 

I pray for your success 

Your hopes and dreams I beg 

I know you'll be tooken care of 

And im okay letting you go 

Ill always love you 

Hold you closely to my heart 

You deserve the world 

Yet the wo...

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touch the downy red petals

in the heat

see the swell of high noon sun

eclipse the blue sky above

for now we are oblivious to

the dew of our mouths

kissing the concrete of these ruins

and the oasis in the distance is become a sea

that has swallowed our hearts

yet the waters will not move

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A soothing spectacle on screen:

A desertscape in lapsing time,

Where scenery - cactus, rocks, sand -

Never changes. The clocks tick on.

Though days flash by, time seems to freeze;

Sunrise repeats like gunfire.

Life seems eternal, unchanging,

The only obstacle being

Our usual human wear and tear.

Beyond, stormy seas of nonsense

Batter the crippled innocence

Of ...

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The cool wind soothes an over-heated heart

Like snow on a melting glacier

As sticks bloom with green

The dark fades into light

Winters' chill brings blankets and cosy times

Films stretch long like a lazy rhyme

Bereft of qaulity like a poorly planned crime 

But, more to the point, is the 'family time'

Daffodils warm in sunlight

Animals venture as Birds' fly

T...

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Forty weeks I wondered what would happen.

Bought a tiny cardigan while waiting,

embroidered with some meadow hares in sunshine

and wee blue shoes that you would never wear.

With little witchy hand you grasped my finger,

your body wrapped in heirloom knitted cloth,

each breath I watched and listened in the pauses

and worried as within the sling I held you.

The dand...

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I hurriedly rush past tree after tree.

And I only see what I want to see.

My big lonely house, I leave behind.

The thickening mist is making me blind.

I see my mansion gates, black and tall.

I can’t see beyond them, nothing at all.

I grip the locks with hands cold and pale.

Every time I try to escape, I always fail.

I let go of the bars, after I shake the gate.

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I sit here on this curb

I see the homeless

With their signs.

"Will work for food"

So smug.  I could do that.

If only...

I had some cardboard.

I sit here on this curb

I see the homeless

Sleeping in their cars.

I know I could build a home

If only...

I had a box.

So I sit here on this curb,

Watching...

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Making the right personal choices will keep you fit,

Take care of your body,feed and cherish it.

Take charge of your diet,eat well.

Stay active,only you can make both gell !!

Get enough sleep and choose to live better,

Sleep deprivation,is a path to illness and being a fretter.

Do not smoke,makes climbing stairs short of breath,

And is a major cause of disease and death !...

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Artificial Intelligence

A third dimensional clone without soul.                                                                  The A.I. heralds a beginning, an ultimate goal.                                      American company’s wealth, the importance itself.

Beginning with England’s dream                                                                                 that thought o...

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At Algorithm central

it’s time to make a choice

between ChatGPT and DeepSeek

While you still have your own voice

It’s a race to get the brightest app

whose misleading demeanour

will leave you in some logic trap

A digital in betweener

We know AI will kill us all

It’s no harmless lingua franca

It’s been created just for profit

By some lawless tech bro wank...

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All the young boys and girls wish to share the same sex

and are cocking a snook at The Daily Express.

Each generation’s appalled at the mores of the next

and wonders if to be sick is a sickness.

You’ve stood at that mirror and know how it hurts

to squeeze 14 bodies into size 10 shirts.

Kim Kardashian’s arse is how Democracy works

as social media is my witness.

Bil...

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December I stand soft warm wet sand almost it buried my toes
as the waves role towards
Surfers on boards
Soft Whispers in wind as it blows

Eden rock dishes seasalt his kisses
Paradise this is my dear
Sea turtles at St barths
Oh what a great  start... to a wonderful Happy New year

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I FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ALIEN

By The Urban Poet 

I fell in love with an Alien from Mars

I met her one Sunday in the local park

She just sauntered over, made

a strange sounding noise,

but the thing had class,

and seemed to fancy the boys.

In a language that, I didn’t understand 

She made a proposition, I rejected out of hand

She wanted me to be her personal clone

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Dawn bleeds through the blinds,

Children's laughter a sharp contrast

To the ache in my bones.

The scent of roasting beans,

A cruel reminder of the day ahead.

My body screams a silent protest,

Each joint a rusty hinge,

Each muscle a taut wire.

I yearn for the soft touch of rest,

But the stones call.

Sand grinds between my teeth,

A taste of what's to come.

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There is something particularly unnerving

when we exist in 2 places at once

I find it incredibly discerning

we shapeshift to align with our lies

we keep our name and composure

we walk with our little heads high, 

but behind us is a trail of bodies

of those we sacrificed to live this life. 

They were suffocated by screams

we could have easily heard 

but they were ...

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I wandered through the endless night
In silence where time hides its light
The stars, old friends, so wise and true
Whispered secrets the wind blew through

A sea of shadows, longing deep
Where past and solitude would sweep
Each step a verse, a gentle rhyme
Each verse a prayer, a fleeting chime

I thought of love, so far, so rare
Like rivers flowing, always there
In your gaze, the worl...

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Smooth as beeswax on red catlinite 
Sharp as black chert knapped out of spite
Souls in this creek wander downstream tonight
Dreams wrapped in sinew take their last flight
Listening to darkness from old cutbank heights
Cardinals chasing crows through pale moonlight

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I tried to inspire myself enough to write something witty

It was no use

my brain was bone dry-robbed of any and every idea brave enough to make its way to the page

I wondered if this madness would ever end or if i should continue on the path of barreness

I felt empty and the air refused to fill my lungs

At some point the words will find me or I will die trying to write. 

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Province holding a gargantuan
Succulence in tender meat
Solely nothing next to it
Rise of jaws in dripping nightmare
As a warrior approaching
Sword in belt and strain in hands
Far from coming for amends
Was extermination’s mission

Nearing crimson scales o’ nightmare
Resolutely she dismounted
Said farewell from horse she parted
Thing much greater was awaiting
Rending trees with blood ...

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I find it awkward buying shoes,
For I never know which ones to choose.
Are they too loose or are they too tight?
Are they comfortable and are they just right?

First, I must try them in the shop,
But my confidence will soon stop.
For after I try on many a pair,
I look all around filled with despair.

And I like to buy ones which look smart
Before I get ready the money from which I'll pa...

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Lay your thick white blanket on our land

Cover up the corruption

The beggars scavenging for food

Lay your thick white blanket on our land

It freezes the lies in mid-air

Gives the children a smile

Freezes the parents’ tears

Let the thick white blanket stay on this earth

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Just going about your day 
Making a cup of tea 
You're at Tesco’s,
you're buying lettuce, 
‘Oh yeah’
A ball can drop very rapidly 

Certain times of the year
you feel more connected,
at the same time, 
sometimes,
just out of nowhere
 
The last couple of years  
he decided to go to work
Focus
To feel like his life 
hasn't been ripped apart
That memory of his life 
falling apart a...

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The buttery lies, 

The fluttery beats,

Of the stony hearts, with their muttery hints,

Of the impending dying and the jittery corpse,

With a ring falling off the littery digit.

Some embroidered lies,

Like a scrumptious starter-menu,

Some diplomatic hiding, some overdone seeking,

Like a pre-meal skit & a digestive stew,

The starved, unkempt love; overlooked.

Some balmy ...

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My hair’s a mess 

Cause I slept on the floor again 

That’s probably the root

Of all of my problems 

Maybe I have Munchausen

No that’s definitely not right

But paranoia makes me think

That I’m about to die

I feel guilty, am I faking

If I was at school

I would be fine

Parents who feed delusion 

Make me feel I’m not alright 

My brain is so confuse...

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Weaving words of love

To throw a blanket around an angry world

Where hatred and division

Are like artillery rounds

Fired

From tech bros’

Allegedly logical minds

And MMA battles

With 

Trumped up claims

Name calling 

And a sham 

Shaman freed

Dreams of monarchy

And reclaimed masculinity

Do we cower

Go to ground 

Or surround ourselves with art an...

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I close my ears from the words of vain,

This time it's just me who has the last say.

In trials' grasp, where shadows loom,

The hidden lights begin to bloom.

Through storm and rain, our roots extend,

Finding the strength, where the branches bend.

In the darkest of nights, the stars align,

Within the struggle, that we define

A beauty forged in tears and strife,

The preciou...

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Disappear into the ether and just be

Escape feelings of wanting to flee

Be present in this very moment 

Eyes wide open

Pray tell! What do you see?

Glimpses of a spirit begging to be freed

Stillness becomes thee

Stop! Wait! Listen!

Whispers the wind as it longingly pleas

Child of earth, wind, fire and the seven seas

Forget us not cos we are thee

From a distance, the...

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Just wake up in the morning with me.

Let's talk about what we were chasing in our dreams.

I remember mine was warming, had you with me.

Let's spend the day embracing those extremes.

I like, to see you roll over and face me.

You like, soft pillows and pastries. 

Hope I can be sweet enough for you,

Because theres no sweeter thing, it's true.

Please don't get up and ruin my vi...

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There was a time when,

this world stood still,

when life had neither intent nor will.

When a cold snap became the age of ice,

when seas froze, not once, not twice.

When giant dinosaurs roamed the world,

and luscious leaves on giant ferns unfurled.

When meteors haphazardly crashed,

and Cretaceous life died out en masse.

When early man discovered fire,

warmed gently as ...

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non-existent metaphors glide past

this momentarily lucid blindspot

where Snuffalopagus intimates

a sauntering, “Hiyah, Bird!”

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We’re all

A little bit

Nuts

Sailing our little boats

In big shoes 

To nowhere

In no place 

In no time 

But carrying on

Regardless 

Maybe 

What it is to be human 

Is to sail 

Endlessly

On

And maybe 

What it is 

To be human

Is to hit the land 

Hard

And soft

And carry on

And then 

To learn

That it 

Isn’t the fault of

The la...

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Cry, Annie, cry!

Cold in the grave full of secrets watered in pain

I wonder do they see you as I see the woman

Named Annie, birthed from the stomach of a starved lioness

Cry, Annie, cry

Scream out your suffering to a world asking why?

No longer a place where your anguish is misunderstood

Annie

Did your tears stop

On the day that you died?

Clare Kinnaird...

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The dreamcatcher won't deter

The dirge to be, 

In a world awhirl 

With possibility, 

Where musings mumbled

Suddenly mesh

With the footfall of angels, 

As they scavenge 

For our lost humanity...

But, perhaps, 

It takes a dirge 

For an anthem 

To be birthed...

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Humble in the fact of being in control of self Enjoying the continuing practices of maturity and emotional intelligence. Feeling and receiving the sounds and vibrations from many sources within my reach and teach.  Ancestry has flowed through me and engulfed my cognitive wiring. Giving me validation of love and others seeing me in my progress of effort.  Humility solidarity

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