Graffiti Grannies
Graffiti grannies they are very canny
they never get caught
but their skills are highly sought
they spin a yarn knit and sow
There cover never gets blown
Statues get covered
As do park benches and poles
Even Chinese boulders
Well I suppose we all need something to do when we get older.
Sunday 17th May 2015 7:06 pm
Once in a land faraway
Once in land far away
Was a woman
she knelt to pray
She prayed for a child who could be
The key to a new dawn of ages
The baby was conceived
Naturally of course
By union of bodies
By lustful souls
The scrolls foretold the child would grow to be
A pawn in the game of prophecy
A peacemaker
A son of the goddess
Most high
Her diamond ,glowing bright in the sky
But there would be...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:12 pm
Green and wherwell priory's cockatrice
Born of a ducks egg
Hatched by a toad
The dread cockatrice uses wherwell priory as its abode
Don't be caught by its steely glare
Or be made into stone statue
If it catches you with it's eyes
So don't look run
Or be overcome
It eats and causes destruction wherever it flies
So watch the skies with fearful eyes
But wait a man called green
Seeks the four acre reward
He polishes a piece ...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:08 pm
Choosing a character in beat em up games
You could be a Russian ballerina with high heels
With high kicks of steel
A sumo wrestler with flabby muscles
Who slaps and wrestles you until you cant resist
Or a bitchy pretty young blond who seals your knockout with a kiss
Or even a karate guy with a Mohawk or a quif
Who smokes a spliff as he stands over your broken body
Oddly enough you can be a...
Saturday 17th September 2011 7:44 am
I am the black belt zombie
i am a black belt
i leave blood wherever i go
its not for the right reasons
its for reasons you don't know
i leave behind a trail of destruction and gore
guts and entrails and broken bones
people treat me with disdain
so i eat up their brains
and leave their bodies behind me
or in their own homes
stick and stones never hurt me
only removing my ...
Thursday 26th May 2011 6:08 pm
the telephone box and second sight
the telephone box flashed up insults as plain as day
from the lcd panel that normally displayed
the change required to make a call
everything i had ever done had hit the wall
and shattered like an egg
the universe seem to shatter aswell
like my world
the world reflected my thoughts
and i was caught between denial and an awkard inner smile
that i may have s...
Wednesday 25th May 2011 1:12 pm
twilight of the Idols
James dean and marilyn monroe
its the twilight of the idols show
silver screen wonders of a bygone age
coming from the theatre and the stage
to a silver screeen dream machine near you
hollywood rose from a desire to watch films
it brought in the new age of fifteen minutes of fame
youtube the vehicle of this change
but it wouldn't of taken flight
without...
Tuesday 24th May 2011 10:49 pm
what the world says
What the world says
Freedom is but a lie
Every critic a spy
Love is in the eye of the beholder
Watch it fly away when we get older
Money is the key to locked doors
With open jaws we let it be the law
Knowledge is power If you have the right type
Don't let it grow sour let it be your light
Life is the best teacher
But the harshest one
Faith is a shot ringin...
Tuesday 17th May 2011 6:34 pm
Daniel (pschosis at 16)
These pieces of me can't interact,
they are cracked
into shards
splitting like glass.
My mind is breaking up into pieces,I am literally cracking up
while the stress is mounting
my heart is exploding like a fountain.
I am deluded my mind can't cope with explanations
haystacks without needles.
What am I but despair incarnate?
the clothes I wear the only rem...
Tuesday 1st February 2011 9:46 pm
Are you a narcisst
Do you pose in pictures on your own?
Think you have pouting sensous lips and eyes of marble stone/
Do you take ass and make it into class?
Do you look in the mirror and can't tear your eyes away?
and you can't find a partner worthy enough of you
Have you got a blue steel look or Marilyn Monroe pose?
Do you have to many clothes?
Do your friends all think your great?
...
Saturday 22nd January 2011 4:12 pm
you make stories
You make stories your clever
you bind the lines together
stories written last forever
we are making stories its fun
stories that make us whole
stories that make us one
we make stories from day one
everybody has a story to tell
from the birth of the earth
to the gates of heaven
to the depths of hell
everyone has a story to tell!
Saturday 22nd January 2011 4:01 pm
Geekology
am trekkie and star trek fan
the geek has replaced the man
I like fantasy art
my mind is away with the fairies
i like werewolves and vampires and scary movies
i have a big vocabulary but I still use the word groovy
i wear glasses but i focus in on womens asses and tits
but if they try to talk to me i go into nervous fits
i will probably never marry or carry on my...
Monday 3rd January 2011 2:43 pm
Make believe
Make believe
It is better to make believe a thousand lives
Than to live one life without love
You might feel trapped
Attached at the hip
But it is better to be attached
than to be cut loose and dispatched into a world where love avoids your grasp
Screaming at the night sky
Waiting to die In the dark alone,
Love more importantly ,a heart needs a home
If it cannot find a h...
Monday 3rd January 2011 2:41 pm
eyes
eyes are following me everywhere i tread
eyes,eyes,eyes filling me with dread
they are chasing me to everywhere i go
following to places only i know
green mean eyes blue prying eyes
brown eyes of the darkest hue
they are hiding in the shaddows giving me no clue when they might appear
eyes,eyes,eyes how they sear into my soul
eyes behind cameras and cctv controls
...Wednesday 29th December 2010 7:53 pm
I feel the distance
The quiet room becomes loneliness
Walls, distance between me and you
But the real distance between us is in our hearts and minds
Lines drawn, boundaries made
You say numbness is your friend and you can’t trust.
Trust in our friendship or all is dust
Rusting tears and drawn out fears
I have to come to about your well being
But your only seeing lies right now
a...
Sunday 3rd October 2010 4:36 pm
The madman
The mad man laughs out loud
he has no pride left
the silience between him and her will never break
it collides with everything he stands for.
Life is door shut
walls closing in
room spinning
we have no time for losers when we are winning
no time for the broken, when we build our houses tall
and our garden walls taller still
to stop waifs and strays from g...
Friday 1st October 2010 7:07 pm
real life and adult toys
we got average barbie with a bit of a bulge
average ken struggling with his kids maths problems to solve
shortly appearing we be menapausal barbie
and receding hair ken for men
tantrum throwing bratz dolls who cry
and action man soldier who actually dies
slyvanian families buddhist temple
electronic learning how to get big bankers bonuses toys for g...
Friday 10th September 2010 3:35 pm
witchcraft
sex, skulls and voodoo dolls
stockings and suspenders and mad benders
I fell into her arms.
her hips moving like a snake
trapped my wandering an eye
too quick to avoid like an earthquake
making your heart shake and body quiver
deliver me the darkness
I deserve.
as my head swerves around you and your lips
and your whole body
did you see me in your crystal ball
walking tal...
Monday 26th July 2010 3:53 pm
poetic Justice
poetic justice
if poets did justice and the law
loansharks would get baliffs knocking on their door
animal abusers would have to go to the vets instead of the doctors
muggers would be beaten up by old grannies
scientists who test animals with cosmetics would find themselves dolled up every morning
by cosmetics that give them a rash
and bankers who get big bonuses would have to ...
Friday 7th May 2010 12:39 pm
Just people
Words fail me
Sentences derail me
Thoughts ought to set me free
But they drag me down with new responsibilities
Catch 22s have got me in a fix
Why do people have to be such dicks
Adulthood a myth
Just children in suits and ties
Surrounding themselves with lies
And they like to blame each other
Oh brother!
Who’s gonna get the job done
New world order
Same rules
Made f...
Monday 26th April 2010 3:17 pm
hiroshima
From Enola Gay the mother of horror comes the little boy of terror
a bomb which falls from the sky
600 metres above ground it explodes as a fierce fireball
280 metres in diameter 1 second after the explosion it slams into a population of 350000 civilians
at the hypocentre its 3000 to 4000 degrees celsius
people are incenerated
raditon rays burst out and ashes and black rain fall fro...
Monday 26th April 2010 3:15 pm
my superstitions are eating me whole
A Black cat is just deciding whether to cross my path
A fairy just sprayed me with fairy dust just for a laugh
Stupid cupid just shot me in the bum and I have fallen in love with a tree!
And a dog just peed on me and the tree as well.
I went to my friend’s house and their kids put my new shoes on the table
I touched wood to break the curse but I wasn’t able
I thou...
Wednesday 14th April 2010 8:25 am
some men treat women like
Some men are like animals
When it comes to love.
Depraved they crave women
Eating them up like cannibals.
Some men are hopeless romantics
they see love as an escape from monotony
They want a family and wait for the right woman to arrive.
Some men are cowards they hide from love
Because they can’t stand rejection.
They have no strategy
I fall into that cat...
Wednesday 24th February 2010 5:50 pm
The watcher
The watcher
He watches all the comings and goings in the park
Always standing always leering
No one ever speaks to him
He is silient as stone
He watches for weeks and years
A marble heart and a marble soul
No tears form on his cheeks he captures only one expression
He watches with eyes that never move or close
Birds are his friends they perch on his shoulders
...Thursday 11th February 2010 5:07 pm
romantic distance
Romantic distance
I rip out my heart for you to have and to hold
Does it feel cold?
This pound of flesh it’s all I have.
I have already given you my soul
Which hangs in the corner of your bedroom
This gloom won’t shift, this love would have been a gift
But for the romantic distance between us
We may talk dirty in our minds
But the shutters the blinds are dow...
Friday 5th February 2010 2:22 pm
love is out to get me
Their lips drip with salvia
The hounds of love are out to get me
But I am a survivor
But how can I survive
When I know I am going to get caught by the bees of love
with your honey on my lips
but I just can’t let your honey go to waste
it drives me wild just for a taste
I am like ravenous beast
And on you I would feast
For hours and hours I would rise and expand on you like yeast
I have...
Thursday 7th January 2010 6:07 pm
who betrayed rhyming poetry to its literary death?
who betrayed rhyming poetry to its literary death?
who poisoned it and made it take its final breath
who cut it up into words of just prose
poets did,
poets did i suppose
with thier quirky non rhyming, non flowing literate shite
they put out the light of rhyming poetry from the new books on the shelves
because they wanted to make themselves look good
with their eloquent poems that take an english degree ...
Monday 4th January 2010 6:11 pm
trails
my poems i publish on the web digital thoughts for people to stop and read i leave paper trails, bank statements receipts of transactions for things i need I am of course more than the sum of my parts but leaving trails is an art paper trails, thoug...
Tuesday 29th December 2009 10:07 am
The domino effect
The dominoes fall in line.
The hour glass trickles away time.
you cannot stray from your path you cannot get away
for fate and free choice are enemies vying for power
and the domino effect has you within its grasp hour by hour
we all want the end.
armageddon fires and to descend into chaos
for utopian dreams are too hard and too way off
freedom drains away in this technological world
like sand through cup...
Sunday 20th December 2009 11:15 am
geek tragedy
Tragedy
Tragedy me,
Oh alas
You can see it in my face
I made the wrong choices listening to all those negative voices
That I followed and swallowed like a chocolate cup cake whole
Instead of letting it pass my lips
Or spitting it out
I doubt I will ever be able to sort it out
I traded love for alienation
Work for boredom
Depression saturates me like vinega...
Saturday 21st November 2009 5:09 pm
Rendition of my heart
There was no warning
It is like you broke down my door
Stole away my heart and left me on the floor
You stormed into my life
Now all I can think of is you
You have taken my heart
put it on a plane never to be seen again
its like rendition
and I know I have not got permission
to take it back
I used to be a love terrorist plotting all types of mischief
...
Saturday 21st November 2009 4:57 pm
The question of life
silence like violence caters for many
so I am just silent
in this world of words
a poet with few verbs
and one or two nouns
I wear a frown
underneath my mask
with my sadness bottled I drink from its flask
endless answer searching
perching like a sparrow on a branch
waiting for fate to crush me like an avalanche
I can never fly high enough
to avoid the ...
Sunday 11th October 2009 9:17 pm
To just be!
“This rage this fear I hold it close with a tear
this pain this uncertainty bears impermanence”
we are time travellers
life unravellers
but we decay the end of the day
we are not eternal
but our concepts live on
and grow beating wings
and fly off into eternity
from day one we are born with soft flesh
soft mesh we have no armour plating
scars form on our bodi...
Sunday 11th October 2009 9:16 pm
Introduction to my poetry
This is not just another piece of paper with writing scrawled on it
These are not just words written to go in the bin
You may think my poetry’s as joke but my patience is wearing thin
This not just a rant form the pulpit of this poetry preacher
I seek to show my ability even as a teacher
This is not just doggerel a pathetic verse that gets progressively worse
This is my po...
Sunday 4th October 2009 9:18 pm
Please love this naked heart
Strip my words down,
every laugh
every frown
every action, thought and desire
I will make them clear before they expire.
Before they pass their sell by date and decay.
I will be a slave.
I will give you my all
I will scrawl poetry to win you over
Every cloud will have a silver lining for you
Every deed you do will have a lucky clover
I hope you will see the h...
Thursday 1st October 2009 8:42 pm
Attack of the heart
Attack of the heart
Some people think it’s great
Some people think its fine
To have a heart like mine
That makes me do what is right
So I always end up in a good light
they don’t know that sometimes its a curse
and it does nothing to fill my wallet
to buy ethical brands
don’t these people understand?
that when my heart attacks and rules my head
t...
Thursday 10th September 2009 4:34 pm
The Pretender
You were a young pretender
on a mad bender
trying to protect a crown not of your own.
Alone you stood
as mountains of gold turned to dust and rust
You tried to gain your bread, your crust
but the skin the flesh grows weak.
Holy bread can sustain you cried the Christians
manna from heaven cried the Jews
the Buddhists said you have the freed...
Thursday 10th September 2009 4:28 pm
I am the fly in your ointment
I am the fly in your ointment
The dis in your disappointment
The tick that burrows in under your skin
The joke that wears thin
The last laugh you didn’t have
A Luke warm bath
The dirt under your finger nails
The win that rips your sails
The mirror you broke
The fumes with which you choke
A split in your tea bag
An annoying over talking wag
A cock crowing a...
Wednesday 2nd September 2009 4:17 pm
The strange death of a poet
The poet in question was always writing words
they were always written down as fast as lightening.
His poems grew larger than life
His muse became his wife
but if he couldn’t write he felt too much strife
his words, his verses, his stanzas began to swallow him whole
writing came out of ears and out of his soul.
They started to tattoo him in unfortunate places
...Friday 14th August 2009 6:59 pm
Redemption
She casts a shadow longer than the night
Fear has nested down and it won’t take flight
She wishes every day to be dead
Once she was God’s favourite they walked hand in hand
Now they are barely on speaking terms
She yearns to be free
Will the curse be lifted?
They called her a snake in the grass
Tie her to the mast!
Burn her at the stake!
All she wanted was to be ...
Monday 10th August 2009 2:29 pm
The sparrow speaks
The sparrow speaks
The middle path weeps a thousand tears
As a thousand fears are laid to rest
was I a good man did I pass the test?....
while God and the devil wept about their failed marriage
the child of neutrality saw clarity and carried on living
forgiving everyone who had ever hurt him
knowing that one day they would turn to dust
and without trust they would ...
Sunday 26th July 2009 10:21 pm
unpublished
Here I am with all my poems unpublished.
A two bit poet with nothing but youth and a strong heart to go for it.
People won’t take me seriously without being published by a big poetry press
but to do that I have to be published by non existent poetry magazines
and it cause me heartache and stress.
Nevertheless I send my poems away
I get more rejection letters day by day.
...Tuesday 7th July 2009 8:33 pm
pieces of heroism
Pieces of heroism hide within this heart
only small but sometimes they come to the surface
like when I see someone being told they are worthless
or being bullied by the bigger and so called better
being a hero is standing up for what you believe
believing you can achieve in the face of negative criticism, ridicule and cynicism
being a hero is speaking out when you see somet...
Wednesday 1st July 2009 10:13 am
love and lust
The beast in me sees the beast in you
and I see what I want to do
Lust catches me unawares
I stare into your eyes and look you up and down
You are the water in which I want to drown
the flames in which I want to burn
I am like a savage caveman who wants to conquer you like Genghis Khan
But I would do you no harm
Your arms would be the charm around my neck
Your legs...
Monday 22nd June 2009 4:59 pm
Poems
Letters to people telling them our truth
giving them imagery, our proof.
Doorways that never shut into places we have never seen
emotional content that never relents or let us know
What it means to be human.
Snapshots into daily life
Dreams past and present of how we can change the lives we lead
and how we got there the struggles that made us sweat and bleed
and som...
Monday 15th June 2009 12:53 pm
The chalice of life
I have drunk from the chalice of life
Look into my eyes
A portal of lies
Dare you walk through?
Innocence is bliss
Ignorance’s kiss is what we need without it!
The blind lead the blind but you say you don’t mind
I have seen eternity
Balls of fire burning bright
In the sky of never ending darkness and chaos
You say God created this
What I say this is God...
Sunday 31st May 2009 9:31 pm
We could be one!
Object of my desire do you know about the lust I keep in the cage of my heart?
Which like a rabid dog threatens to rip me apart
or break free of its cage of me humanity.
It tests my sanity sometimes, this need, this want, this desire.
But deep down I know its wrong this feeling so strong.
Without love what is love but animal passion waiting to take hold
Ready to burn ...
Tuesday 26th May 2009 7:51 am
The artist and the poet needs dirt to paint humanity.
His eyes were wild
but in him was found the heart of a child.
The souls around him stood amazed
But he was unfazed
Their praise was lost on him.
But the sterilised hearts of his enemies used to cause him grief
they lacked heart they lacked belief
it became evident that as human beings
we need a bit of dirt and not always perfection.
Imperfections made him ...
Sunday 17th May 2009 5:42 pm
beyond human (ascension)
We work, we sweat blood
We exchange childhood tears for fears.
We exchange lies for excuses
telling ourselves we are useless.
In amongst the clammer, the dust, and the heat
we repeat the same mistakes that we keep-
in the desert place of our soul.
We feel we have no control
angst becomes ingrained in hearts
Will we repeat the same mistakes or determine our own fate?
...Thursday 14th May 2009 9:05 am
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