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The history of rock
And so, in the vastness of the ether, it rises
From the primordial silence, a resonant sound
Like thunder that splits the distant skies
The voice of the Infinite is born, unbound!
No longer the void, nor the endless shadow
But the living flame, the fire burning bright
In the dawn of the cosmos, a mighty song
Where life and death in dance unite
In the womb of the earth, the first cry
Mad...
Friday 29th November 2024 3:36 am
If Only It Would Rain Today
Its been dry for far too long
The air's got parched and dusty
I'm praying hard for rain to fall
My life's been arid and musty
I see how you led me to love you
That easy flattery your smiles
I fell headlong into your arms
Tripped by those practised wiles
If only it would rain today
And wash away my tears
Is that thunder that I hear
Cleansing as it nears?
...Monday 10th August 2020 10:44 am
Thundersoul
If you could compare my soul to anything in nature
I’d say it‘s like a thunderstorm
people have mixed feelings about it
there are positive and negative feelings involved
some fear it for its destructive potential
some admire the lightning show
tension holds it together
that it’s trying to release
an inner state of unease
it’s contrary in all of its parts
the heat...
Saturday 25th July 2020 10:18 am
Eye Of The Storm
Eye Of The Storm
The black clouds gather
Heavy rain drops splat
There is iron on your tongue
The bitter taste of storm
Head thick with thunder
White light splits the sky
The trailing crack rattles windows
A cat cowers beneath a bush
Shivering in its fear
The deluge follows
Straight javelins of rain
You lift your head back
As the heavens empty
Water fi...
Saturday 27th June 2020 2:48 pm
The Wake
The Wake
The white ship slides serene, wind-blown,
heedless of its human burthen
while laying wakes but swiftly flown.
Mile-on-mile the dance of heathen
sunbursts play on flashing waters
pretty as maids, or bonds that weaken
as the leaving fades. The snows that fought us
in winters past, tall drifts in proud array,
melt clear in spring before our youngest daugh...
Friday 13th December 2019 1:08 pm
Breed
I am a whisper rustling through the trees
I am the ripple of a pebble in a stream
I am the ember of a funeral pyre
I am the guilt of forbidden desire
I am the rumble of distant thunder
I am the elusive winning number
I am the clown with a broken smile
I am the letter at the bottom of the pile
I am the words that will never be spoken
I am the promise that is sure to be broken
I am the wa...
Thursday 24th May 2018 8:02 pm
Winter Town
This is my vision of a certain cast of English village (not so much in springtime).
Winter Town
March winds stir listless eddies,
fluke in tired gusts over thin pools,
flare through fields of stubble
then flag, exhausted, sour and wheezing
from the blowing day;
coughing, rubbing arthritic fingers,
cold as a church bell sounds the hours.
Spring will be late this...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 3:13 am
A thought from last night
The rolling waves of thunder rumble through surrey’s silent hills
Like a ripple of a wave upon the sea’s shore
This deafening clap of anger tortures through dense air for thrills
But why? Can we be so sure?
Could this be a God who is fuming with mankind?
Or the Earth perhaps is signalling there is something on her mind.
Wednesday 19th July 2017 2:20 pm
Into The Wilderness
Into the Wilderness
Into the wilderness we went. Edhweirft and Hwyrflung swirled above us, blowing and bustling through the treetops. Watching. Threatening. But maintaining a safe distance as the trees protected us
Scrunch
Crack
Squelch
Scrunch
Crack
Squelch
... we went, as the gloam drew in. Druuuuuin!! Closer. Druuuuuuuuiiiiinnnn!!!!! Closer. It hugs, this gloa...
Sunday 27th March 2016 4:25 pm
STORM FRONT
Away in the distance on a cold dreary night,
the horizon is lit by flickering lights.
Storm clouds as black as the darkest heart
and lightning tears the very air apart.
A grumbling mass of swirling bile,
the silence, the earth, the night to defile.
Like distant portents of desolate doom,
sorry shadows of a dusk too soon.
The dull silhouette of the thunderheads mas...
Friday 10th July 2015 12:03 am
baptised
baptised
the air is crackling
with anticipation
a gentle breeze
of humid ghosts
dances through
the open door
thunder rolls
and tumbles
like an epileptic
acrobat
across the muddy
thunderheads
a still foreboding
settles here amidst a
Tuesday clutter
of unfinished tasks
to watch the growling
climax of the sky
and when it comes
it splashes dark
from the bullet drop
that i...
Monday 13th January 2014 6:19 pm
Thunder
To allow the thunder to strike me
I must dismiss it
And retaliate
With silence not fear
Mustn’t let my ears fool my heart
Into fooling my head
I’ll let the vibration take me
For now
While the heat pushes the air
To my ears
From afar
Now that’s what I call Music
Saturday 29th September 2012 2:26 am
Hymn both Ancient and Modern
Written on June 1st 2011 as an assignment based on the Calendar, set by John Cassidy for Bank Street Writers, Bolton.
O God of Sun, on Sunnandaeg,
I worship thee with spray -on bronze,
Because thy workload is quite big,
There’ll be a lot of wet week-ends.
God of the Moon, on Monandaeg,
I offer thee my hangover,
Last night I was a lunatic,
Oh I am deep...
Friday 3rd June 2011 7:32 pm
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