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The Ceiling And The Sky
In my innocence I was brave...
And knew no fear,
No boundaries, no limits, no doubts,
Unable to imagine my spirit contained.
The sky was open...
Then came that ceiling,
That flattened the top of my head,
And crowded my dreams with fear.
The ceiling was clear...
You could see right through,
Unwaivering and unmovable it sat,
Intending to crush my dreams, so...
Wednesday 27th November 2024 9:51 pm
Why Do Poets Ponder?
Why do poets ponder
The birds of the air...
For their beauty, their freedom, their song?
Why do they find peace in asking
Questions that begin with why?
Why are they so willing to share
The inner most part of their soul,
Hidden in symbolic mazes
With hedges high?
I guess what I'm really asking
Is why do I?
Monday 25th November 2024 12:30 am
Exile
My dear homeland, with fields so wide
And rivers that carve through vast, silent tide
On green hills where the calm winds flow
I left my heart in your soil below
Where wheat grows tall, and autumn turns gold
I, far from you, in the cold snow unfold
The distant peaks, where bears are hunted still
Sing in the breeze, a sweet, wistful thrill
Oh, my homeland, why did I leave thee?
With fo...
Thursday 21st November 2024 4:06 am
I know me
Don't do any interfare , Don't take so much of care.
Make me free to fly , Make me not to lie.
Take me to the sky , Let me touch so high.
Friday 15th November 2024 7:13 am
I Remember
I Remember.
Thank you I say.
For the sacrifice.
You made.
In the dark.
Of the night.
You gave up.
Your life.
So, freedom.
Could be saved.
You lay.
In the ground,
as I look.
Down.
At my friend.
And you're free.
From pains of war.
Tear in my.
Eye.
Pride in my.
Heart.
I will always.
Remember you as.
I have done before...
Sunday 10th November 2024 11:07 am
Let Roses Rain...
For me, there should be roses raining,
A sky of wonders, never waning.
The world should twist, turn on its head,
And all its worries left unsaid.
At sixteen, I dreamt with quiet fire,
To reach the heights, to never tire.
To claim my place, to stand my ground,
With every voice, I’d make a sound.
And later, I longed for something grand,
To see the world, to understand.
Not lo...
Saturday 9th November 2024 4:02 pm
When We Were Boys
When We Were Boys.
When I look back on my childhood.
The older I get it becomes more of a haze.
There were a few good times.
And happy memories they made.
No Internet or phone screens to hide behind.
Always playing outdoors come rain or shine.
Dropping off our school uniform and straight to the park.
The adults always knew where you are.
Just be back in t...
Saturday 26th October 2024 7:34 pm
This is not a draft
I don’t want to mask my poetry
I want you to understand me
Curse your perfect rhythms, rhymes, haikus
Your lyricism, your literary
When I try to adopt it, I turn mute.
Something channels through me
(I’ve never really found the root)
A demanding stream of consciousness
That cannot stop to breathe, let alone
Wait, conceptualise, draft, redraft
I can’t!
...
Monday 7th October 2024 10:25 pm
Land and Freedom
The title of my sonnet is inspired by that of the excellent 1995 film, Land and Freedom, directed by eminent film director, Ken Loach, persecuted in the UK and elsewhere for his compassionate socialist views.
With reference to my last six lines: the terrorist murder in 1946 of British soldiers, of Jews and others should not be forgotten in the rush to attempt to justify the seven-decades-long ...
Monday 7th October 2024 9:26 am
Young And Ready
She sees the world as an ocean
And she wanna dip her toe in it
I told her if you go to far
You gon need a boat witcha
She grabbed a boat
She's ready to go
I told her make sure there’s a
Life ring and a lifeboat
Just in case cause you might need those
She responded “that’s fine”
Bags packed
Excited to go on this ride
I untied the rope from the pillar
...Tuesday 10th September 2024 6:47 pm
Bullet Points
This just in
The faulty firing pin — from a fire arm
had become dislodged
effectively,
causing it to misfire
very briefly …
in acceptance of all responsibility
the city-state committee
has sent a representative
that will be answering questions
now… back to you
in other news
we have a sunny forecast
there’s a color shader
right there, on
this heat map
that has an infrared si...
Friday 23rd August 2024 3:57 pm
Escapee
Sometimes I go to my car
Which isn't very far
But during work time it can seem strange
As if I'm lost and out on the range
Sometimes I forget things
Important, useful, essential things
To do my work or I'll be lost
Can't have that now at my own cost
So I return to the vehicle
Luckily today I didn't cycle
To retrieve my cherished, beloved and innocent phone
...Monday 3rd June 2024 9:17 am
She had no home
When I met her as a happy wanderer
Navigating from places to places
I did told her I had nothing to offer
But the simple comfort of my chest
To this she looked at me smiling
“Hey you adventurer”, she told me
“You’re the one I have been waiting,
Home I don’t need, free I want to be”
“The road is a paved way to paradise,
Like the snail my house is this bag,
I ...
Sunday 19th May 2024 2:55 am
Free the bird
Once I bought a bird in a shop
I opened the cage and let him be
For a flying happiness I’d hope
To let the stars witness it’s free
Sunday 19th May 2024 2:51 am
Freedom
Why do we always end up in the place where we began?
Why is it freedom fades away and dies in every land?
I think the problem lies within the reason why we fight,
for it is not to win the war then stand guard day and night
with vigilance. No sadly this is not the cause at all,
and so the stage is set that every time we rise we fall.
Yes, time has shown we do not fi...
Saturday 9th March 2024 3:06 pm
These Things That I Prize
Most people have a lot,
most have a list
of gidgets and gadgets
and trinkets to buy.
It’s just human nature
there’s no harm in this,
but lately
I’m wondering why.
For as I’ve grown older
I have realized
(I’ve had to,
for it is a matter of fact).
While caring for all of
these things that I prize,
everything I own…
owns me right back.
Thursday 29th February 2024 7:05 pm
Let the wolves run
Let the wolves run
I run faster
Let the wolves run
I am stronger
Sure of myself
I flex the muscles of my mind
No need to hide
I expel hexes in one breath,
You may not enter
Nor commit the theft
Of my soul
You are uninvited
Release the hatred from your heart
Vengeance is a waste of energy
To be enlightened is to be smart
And rise above, rise!
I a...
Saturday 10th February 2024 7:39 pm
n. an act or instance of damaging or altering something radically (03/02/2024)
mutilation,
they call it.
mutilation,
like i’m a butcher
in search of meat to cleave,
and rather than stain my knife
on the skins of bleating livestock
or sweat over a hunt or chase,
i choose the path of least resistance:
myself, my flesh, my matter—
so naïve and unknowing,
defenceless in the face of change.
mutilation,
as if the weight
i mean to carve away
isn’t unwelcome or di...
Monday 5th February 2024 4:09 pm
Broken wings
Feathers stuck in the cage
Yet melody that soothes
Watching her flying friends
Spreading wings in the sky stage
Giving the luxury life
With food and shelter
No worries of hunt or hunter
Living with the broken wings alive
Saturday 3rd February 2024 9:50 am
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