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Some day
Some day you gonna say, some day you gonna stop
Some day the world will listen, some day they gonna stop
Its better to look in bright, so it make you shine
Mix all ingredients of guide, So that it tastes like wine
Follow your heart, follow your dream
Follow your happiness which makes people scream.
Because
Some day you gonna say, some day you gonna stop
Some day the world will liste...
Saturday 20th February 2021 7:05 pm
THIS AFTERNOON I REMEMBER YOU
This winter afternoon
Everything is calm
Everything is silence around me
I only listen to my thoughts
And the inevitable noise
coming from the heater.
I am sitting, staring at nothing
Remembering,
Thinking,
Deep wounds bleed again
Hard times come to me
Long sleepless nights
Wild parties
Expensive trips
Sad and old songs
Therapies, books, movies and...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 2:32 pm
Alignment
Hello, how are you today: upper,middle,lower— class.
front, and center.
I’d like to think if a kid were to get up and say I can’t stand this, then the teacher would get behind them in an orderly fashion.
side by side, classroom C-3 parts in the middle of the day, to make their way back to their seat,
show and tells of mommy and me– are always well received.
A pinned-up faction icon that sta...
Monday 15th February 2021 12:20 am
A Valentine for our time
A bit of light wordplay written pre Trump's eviction to lighten my mood whilst watching what seemed to be a love race to failure between leaders.
Prologue
Two households, both alack in dignity,
(In fair Corona, where we lay our scene),
Where ancient men come under new scrutiny,
And touching handles leaves civil hands unclean,
From forth the fatal grip of this new f...
Saturday 13th February 2021 7:07 pm
Last Day at School
Reflections on single-parenthood.
Last Day at School
And you are off,
Floating through our front door,
Awash with make-up,
Dripping with love,
Much taller now,
Towering above me
A figure of strength,
Last day at school
Where are you now?
When you are not with me,
No need for cuddles,
No clinging to my leg,
You won’t remember,
...Saturday 6th February 2021 8:09 pm
Arden Hall Magic
Arden Hall Magic
I met a friend by an old Oak tree,
Remember me? He smiled his smile,
I could not walk on by,
We sat on murky mushroomed ground,
Craned our necks out high,
To a solid old oak tree,
Now taller than the sky,
All around us lay its fruits,
In greens and oak deep browns,
As they had done all those years before
Broken branches coaxing them down,
Our offspring pla...
Saturday 6th February 2021 9:12 am
Virus Blues: Removal of the Magnificent
Virus Blues: Removal of the Magnificent
January 14, 2021. © Mark, All rights reserved
Suggested limits
for foregone futures,
the virus adaption
of torn open sutures.
Partial containment
while our vulnerable vacate,
the vaccine dilemma,
for the fit to placate.
A lockdown series,
serious intention
twitching behind curtains,
turmoiled perception.
Removal of life
removal of glee,
removal of the magnificent
...
Thursday 4th February 2021 7:08 pm
Virus Blues: A Bigley Death Rate
Virus Blues: A Bigley Death Rate
November 20, 2020. © Mark, All rights reserved
Fallen fallen
so low are we,
as a vindictive little virus
chops down our tree.
The chomping chins
dribble out their spit,
a bigley death rate
says an orange twit.
The homogenised lambast
a terminal bent,
health is now
a simple monetised intent.
Vaccines stab at
our glimmered hope,
who's first in line ?
Says the televisual sc...
Thursday 4th February 2021 7:05 pm
Virus Blues 'We didn't go and run away somewhere'
Virus Blues 'We didn't go and run away somewhere'
November 11, 2020. © Mark, All rights reserved
We didn't go and run away somewhere
just the way we should,
symptoms closer
faster than ever now,
leaking fevered intimate despair.
the grunting of that typical class
deafens the squealing of the sores,
the requiem of the virus boys
stifles the digested stagnant snores.
They done gone and st...
Thursday 4th February 2021 7:03 pm
Kindness
My mamma always told me
Don't think so much, do not to fret
She said you should give things time
And time would work, even if not yet
What people say, you cannot change
But remember her words, never forget
"You are the light in the darkness, you are hope
Just smile through it, do not mope."
Words might not change, people say what they say
Kill em with kindness, do as you may.
Monday 25th January 2021 8:12 pm
She
Women, girls
Little ladies with bouncy curls
We are brought to Mother earth with names of angels, princesses and fairies
But all too soon, the world we grow in turns unsafe, hideous, and scary
These flowers - as buds they never remain
For before 'tis the time to bloom, they learn to battle with the flames
Every day, every moment, a battle she fights
That little lady, that angel, with all he...
Monday 25th January 2021 8:08 pm
Lovers
In search of love
Do travellers venture dangerous lands
Their hardships conveyed through the tender hands
Which caress and soothe the hearts of lovers left hurt
Which push and help these lovers out of the dirt
And carry them away from the pull of the sand
Their eyes seemingly sharp and bold
For with this courage have they only found it right
To laugh, to learn, to cherish, to fight
Fight ...
Monday 25th January 2021 8:06 pm
Intentions
Growing up I didn't know
If I was immature or just a little slow
You see I always had intentions for the best
But I took to heart all these suggestions given by the rest
Suggestions that didn't make all that sense
Which made me think twice on my self-confidence
You see I always had intentions for the best
But maybe I was too naive,
too hung up, too tense.
In my quest to be better, I admit...
Monday 25th January 2021 8:05 pm
ZANCE from my new book
Zance
A man who wants to be a God
Man only not a supernatural being?
Exactly what are you and why?
Man enough to dare to be a God
MAJOR INSOMNIA
CORPORAL SLEEP
Nick Armbrister and other writers
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08RXJNGF4/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i0
Sunday 10th January 2021 9:36 pm
Résumé
Résumé / Michael Kwack
Love is,
like art,
dull without passion.
Marriage is,
like enterprise,
tough without fortune.
Home is,
like chair,
harsh without comfort.
Life is,
like sleep,
dry without dream.
Death is,
like letter,
empty without story.
Will is,
like poem,
absurd without wit.
Thursday 7th January 2021 4:43 pm
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