Poetry Blogs (conspiracy)
Devon Brock on no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers (35 minutes ago)
trevor homer on STILL LIVES, DISTANT VOICES - a love story in 4. acts. (5 hours ago)
Carcinogenics in every single thing we buy
From our food, clothes, to even our hair dye
Although Europe does indeed do more to try to protect us
America really doesn't seem to give a flying fudge
They have many slimy loop holes which risk our health and safety
Like the fragrance loop hole that has, over these years, affected us far too greatly
They need not disclose chemicals that they use t...
Wednesday 14th November 2018 4:21 am
So I guess that they've imprisoned us into this predetermined preposition
When the truth is there so blatantly but we can't help but not to listen
Because ignorance is bliss so we'll stay blissfully unaware
As to the GMO's in all our food and the geo engineering in the air
I suppose we'll go organic and refuse the water from the tap
What about the metals likened to a subtle che...
Saturday 11th November 2017 9:35 am
They say 5 a day and a number of vaccines are what you need to be healthy
They say that cancer can't be cured and that a plant should be outlawed, but what's the reality
They say we need to go to war but we've heard it all before, and it's not how it should be
They say we need to vote so get in line, as if we have a choice this time, they act like we'...
Thursday 4th May 2017 1:20 am
2 minutes past midnight,
a shooting star falls,
Piercing the star spangled heaven,
Or you'd like to think it was.
And now your monarch spread eagle,
Is it for peace and mankind in its cost,
That it took to get it up there on that silver dusty surface?
Or did you really go?
And if not -
Then where did all that money go?
It's just gone 3 minutes past midnight,
Friday 1st January 2016 10:17 pm
“Got 10p for a cup of tea?”
“If you show us where you can get one for that price,
I'll give you a quid”
He never did...
Lonely and irksome.
The bitter glow of jaundice
tears at society's rustic chains,
one tragedy at a time.
“The Freemasons took my children,
they took my baby.”
Now she's hopping magic buses,
Thursday 4th April 2013 9:41 pm
BRITISH SECRET HISTORY
A competition for kids on housing estates,
Beaten and battered
Singing God Save the Queen –
And lo behold – pain from the sixties crowd,
If flags are not waved for her Majesty’s Reign.
Beaten and battered and soon to be...
Friday 29th April 2011 9:17 pm