Poetry Blogs (unity)
Wednesday 8th July 2020 1:21 am
Untouched but not Unfelt
Spent years like a husk
now life is kindling again,
purifying from pain
and pleasantly plentiful
The cage of the State
for I traversed the labyrinth of my own mind
So I shall recognise shackles
as a concept,
but be mindful of surrendering control.
Isolate from crowds but not from feelings,
not from unde...
Sunday 22nd March 2020 9:08 pm
I took both pills now I’m stuck in the Matrix,
Aware of this reality yet struggling to shake it.
Can’t fake it - feels too real,
Trying to find truth in amongst the spiel.
But that’s life as we’ve been conditioned
yet what do we choose?
Can a sovereign body be abused?
Or a spirit!
Or a soul!
must the rabbit have a hole?
I turned right at Albuquerque, now I’m in the zone....
Monday 9th March 2020 9:50 pm
She doesn’t sing to win awards,
she sings to breathe life to her soul,
connect with spirits tuning in,
let them know they are not forgotten.
She knows she will have critics
that judge her art lacking.
Their negativity is nothing she hasn’t
overcome from herself a million times
on her rocky road to freedom.
She smiles as the ivory tickles her left palm,
Saturday 7th March 2020 12:54 pm
9th November 2019
A wall of shame
cut through a city and a people
a bleak new division:
we and the world turned away
A wall fell
remade a city, a people, a history
a bright new union:
we and the world rejoiced
Now we fashion
our uniquely British wall
a tragedy of repeated history:
the world wonders, shrugs
Tuesday 19th November 2019 9:41 am
I wrote this two years ago, long before the Windrush scandal hit the headlines.
When them set sail on Empire Windrush
Them leave behind sun, sea and sand
Yes, them set forth upon Windrush,
Them a tropical collection of hands,
When all them set foot on Windrush;
Next stop, the promised Motherland
So, them all on board Empire Windrush
All four hundred and ninety-two...
Wednesday 10th April 2019 8:32 pm
I pray that I get to see the day. When we all stop the hate. We need true leaders to lead the wayyy. Who's going to step up to the plate? Step up before it's too late. Sometimes I feel like Iam going insane. Feel like iam going to brake my brain cus it's overflowing with pain. Only Love,Unity,Harmony, and Peace; Will relieve the tension that's causing the migraine. The enemy likes to play mind gam...
Sunday 17th February 2019 8:28 pm
As Trump prototype walls are assessed and my back garden wall remains work in progress, penned this little poem....
Brick by Brick
I got some bricks, cement and sand
With water, trowel, a plotting line.
Thought of how to turn my hand
To leave a symbol of something fine.
I had my patch, could build so tall,
Keep to myself my piece of space.
I could build a monstrous wa...
Thursday 28th December 2017 7:12 pm
Shaking golden leaves
I cannot see the forest
For this tree
I no longer see the selves
For this humanity
Sunday 22nd January 2017 5:55 pm
Live every day like it was meant to be,
helping all those who want to be free.
Feel the warmth in a genuine smile,
a childish giggle can bridge the miles.
Surround everybody with happy ways,
bask in the heat of the suns warm rays.
A world of love and peace for all,
where we help the ones who trip and fall.
I may be a dreamer of fanciful sights
but dreams are better than childis...
Wednesday 5th August 2015 10:51 pm
Just say no to corrupt politicians,
lying and cheating with their secret missions.
Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye
then stealing its lolly and watching it cry.
Just say no to the corrupt EU,
actually achieving what Hitler failed to do.
A European State to control one and all,
watch as our borders and our nations fall.
Just say no to the media lies
Tuesday 23rd June 2015 10:24 am
I am noise and thought,
I am not who I ought.
I am freedom,
I am fight,
I am the smallest glimpse of starlight,
In the deepest, darkest, stormy night.
Because of fear,
In spite of fear,
The death of hate and ignorance,
Is what keeps me alive.
I speak for the minority,
A voice for words feared spoken.
With ink and web,
My words are spread,
And your weak bullets are broken.
Monday 12th January 2015 3:58 pm
My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.
I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly ins...
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Tuesday 31st January 2012 5:37 pm
Monday 16th January 2012 1:12 pm
Friday 9th December 2011 5:05 am
Thursday 8th December 2011 11:26 pm
Saturday 20th August 2011 10:30 pm
Saturday 13th August 2011 5:18 pm