Poetry Blog by Duncan McKenzie Ross

Wake Up

That time of day has returned once more
The red eyes of the clock do show
My own red eyes it's time to rise
And once more upon the world gaze
Risen before me the red sun
Paints the sky a light crimson
Shades of red flood my room
Floorboards squeal their usual tune
As I lightly tread towards my door
Ignoring protestations from the floor below
So starts another day mundane
Dancing in the ...

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From Here to Hades

Battle scarred and weary
We all board the final ferry
Prices and tolls paid in full
On the ferry's oars we pull
The oars dip with hardly a splash
It's wooden prow cuts a path
Through waters dark and obsidian
Swimming with souls no longer living
Features distorted by every ripple
Obscene gesticulation of the sinful
Displayed as if by bioluminescence
Bluish green light that never ends
Pl...

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Another one from the crazy dream collection ( as yet untitled)

Here we go with some more imagery
From my strange dreams scenery
It starts with me living in an old house
Vermin free, not a single mouse
There are few people in the frame
Someone suggests we all play a game
Then I'm playing a game of hide and seek
I'm in a tree busting for a leak
I cannot give my place away
For this is a game I love to play
Now and then I cast a glance
Between the leav...

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Armageddon

There are stories of old
That have been re told
Time and time again
Of a final Armageddon

 Puppeteers pull the strings
 Of darkness that ultimately brings
 An end to all that is good in the world
 When Evil's banner is finally unfurled

There are stories of old
Revamped and re told
How did these stories begin?
Tales of the final Armageddon.

In the beginning all was darkness
A voi...

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Sailing With The Stars (revised)

Oh dear last nights dream was weird
And it had nothing to do with a baby's beard!
I was working back aboard an old ship
Taking a rather extended trip
I've no idea where we were heading
But the sea was calm and the sun shining
On board was something of a motley crew
Trust me, in the past I have sailed with a few!

The skipper was Mr. Neil Armstrong
We knew he would not steer us wrong
Nav...

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Sailing With The Stars ( Pythons get silly in this one)

Oh dear last nights dream was weird
And it had nothing to do with baby beards!
I was working back on an old ship
Taking a rather extended trip
I've no idea where we were heading
But the sea was calm and the sun shining
On board was something of a motley crew
Trust me, in the past I have sailed with a few
The skipper was Neil Armstrong
We knew he would not steer us wrong
Navigating by the...

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Wind Up

I often have this wicked thought
Of tricks to play with a twenty pound note
I'd take my fishing reel and rod
And attach the note with a knowing nod
I'd cast the note upon the street
Right in front of peoples feet
Then slowly I would start to retreive
And see how many I could deceive
I know I would start to guffaw
At the people who I saw
Chasing after that rogue twenty
I'm betting there ...

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Technophobic Dream

There is another dream I dread
I cannot get it out of my head
Switching on my laptop
For a nice bit of catch up
It crashes and explodes
Then displays a fault code
This all then becomes moot
After a full re boot
Now I can finally begin
The ceremony of login
Failing to recognise my fingerprint
A message gives a password hint
I wipe and swipe over again
Still access I fail to gain
Frust...

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Baby Beard

In last nights dream I was babysitting
A small child whose sides were splitting
I made him laugh oh so much
Tickling him with a delicate touch
The weird thing was his mother was there
Sat opposite me in a comfortable armchair
As I looked at her I began to doubt
Whether she really wanted to go out
Then things really began to get weird
I noticed the little baby had a beard
It was plain and...

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Ain't Broke, Yet ( A comical composition of a real life event many years ago!

I really should know better
Than to try and fix my broken computer
There are too many wires within
And just where is the recycle bin
Oh my dear lord
What if I upset my motherboard
Oops that wasn't too hard
I just destroyed my graphics card
And I really think there should be a ban
On me tinkering with the heat sync fan
This stuff is so hard to describe
As I push a screw driver through th...

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Blah blah blah

Welcome to the melting pot of my dreams
A world of maniacal laughter and screams
Dangling like a noose from overhead beams
Endless possibilities without tempered extremes

Tangents followed as paradigm dissolves
Once ordered chaotica leaves and devolves
Images within new orbits revolve
Final problems unable to solve

Solutions drift and fade like the tide
Emotions retained behind eyes r...

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My Dreams re-re-revised ( last revision? not likely!)

Finally my day has stopped
Head on pillow, pill popped
Floating into my favourite time.
Pull up the duvet, feel divine.
Now I just have to wait for it,
As I inevitably toss and turn for a bit.
That drifting feeling washes over,
I finally become one with the covers.
Will there be demons or monsters within?
Or visions of scantily clad women?
Distant shores with sands of blue,
Lapping wave...

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My Dreams (re-revised!)

Finally my day has stopped
Head on pillow, pill popped
Floating into my favourite time.
Pull up the duvet, feel divine.
Now I just have to wait for it,
As I inevitably toss and turn for a bit.
That drifting feeling washes over,
I finally become one with the covers.
Will there be demons or monsters within?
Or visions of scantily clad women?
Distant shores with sands of blue,
Lapping wave...

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My Dreams (revised)

Finally my day has stopped
Head on pillow, pill popped
Floating into my favourite time.
Pull up the duvet, feel divine.
Now I just have to wait for it,
As I inevitably toss and turn for a bit.
That drifting feeling washes over,
I finally become one with the covers.
Will there be demons or monsters within?
Or visions of scantily clad women?
Distant shores with sands of blue,
Lapping wave...

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My Dreams

My Dreams.
Finally my day has stopped
Head on pillow, pill popped
Floating into my favourite time.
Pull up the duvet, feel divine.
Now I just have to wait for it,
As I inevitably toss and turn for a bit.
That drifting feeling washes over,
I finally become one with the covers.
Will there be demons or monsters within?
Or visions of scantily clad women?
Sticks of rock with arms and legs?
...

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Good for You

There are times when it all becomes too much
A time when one seeks an emotional crutch
Whether that be something physical
Or something slightly more metaphorical
I'd be lying if I said I'd never sought
Some kind of emotional support(!!!)
Well meaning friends advice heeded
Some clued up ones words not needed

I get it, I really do
Fake me, fake you
I get it, I really do
True me, true yo...

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Eating Out

Oh they are the soul eaters
Not easily distinguished by their features
They hide within your life and dreams
Sucking and feeding upon your screams
Memories served as an hors d'ouvre
Happiness is the next dish served
Succulent tears  of joy and laughter
Choice cold cuts upon a platter

Oh they are the soul eaters
Who whisk and mix with beaters
All the ingredients in the recipe
Creating ...

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Inferna ( pars octo )Sencus.

There are varying degrees of perception,
after all no two people are alike.
A never ending image collection,
thoughts and dreams compete for the right.
An unconstrained struggle for dominance,
as thoughts and dreams collide.
Synaptic overload during this resurgence,
fragmented reality does divide.

So what is the reality of your perception?
 For is not reality just an illusion?
One man'...

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My Street ( somewhat different to my usual catastrophic end of the world stuff!)

My Street.

I love sitting in my favourite place of all
A lovely cafe bar called Level
Even though I possess no fame
Everyone here knows my name
 I can sit and watch the world go by
And the dark rain clouds in the sky
Here I can escape the words of May and Trump
And laugh when cars go too fast over a speed bump
I really do love that sound
Of their bumpers scraping on the ground
That wi...

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House Nuber 84

 

Hello Mr Sandman you absolute twit

I noticed last night you forgot to visit
I wish I could say that's just the one time
I lost count at three hundred and nine

I know I have told you this before
My house number is eighty four
Why have you become so remiss?
Are you basically taking the piss?

I can forgive the jolly guy in red
For not leaving presents by my bed
He only visits onc...

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Secret Windows

Beneath these ageing eyes are bags
Big enough to carry my lighter and fags
They still posess 20/20 vision
Not made square by television
They are of an unusual hue
Green of sorts yet based in blue
Many strange things they have seen
From start to finish and in between
Soul breaking scenes of strife
Witnessed the miracle of new life
There is one thing that I know
That these eyes can never ...

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Averitia

I am not a person driven by greed,
More a person driven by need.
What I want is not of great importance,
A believer in moderate abstinence.
But now and then I feel the fire,
The need for a Dark Desire.

I am wary of those who are driven by greed,
Those who constantly feel the need.
To take advantage of those less fortunate,
Preying on their emotions as they profligate.
To the accumulati...

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Royal Marines Commando (updated)

'Crack', phew that one was close
Don't want too many of those
'Return fire' I give the order
Taking aim, squeezing the trigger
I see him fall and go down
Whilst on his face a puzzled frown
Scan the area for a new target
Give them a fight they'll never foget
'Crack' that's another close call
And still we stand, none did fall
'RPG' I hear the worried shout
Spotted, slotted and taken out
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Proclivitas ( Inferna pars una)

Maze like corridors leading to areas unknown
Along these paths so many have been shown
Doorways to others immortal souls
Locked like cells in ancient gaols.

Darkest of places artificially lit
Gloom laden corners in which to sit
Shafts of light reveal glistening dust motes
Each a memory of previous thoughts

Shock me, knock me,
As you treat this affliction
Shock me, knock me,
As you t...

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That's Just Me ( the result of 10 minutes and one coffee!)

 

Suffering severe anxiety

That's just me

Writing mediocre poetry
That's just me
Metaphorical use of Divinity
That's just me
Living in my own reality
That's just me
Observations on humanity
That's just me
Gulping down gallons of coffee
That's just me
Unused to familiarity
That's just me
Growing old gracefully
That's just me
Dismissal of my point of view
Oh that's just you!

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Inferna (pars duorem) Anxietatem

Physical and metaphorical doors become locked,
Freedom and release remain blocked.
Midnight shrouds when handle gripped,
Reality unbound twisted and flipped.
Perception altered with a surreal twist,
Thoughts and needs urgently wished.
A struggle of titanic proportion,
Body and soul reluctantly in motion.

Streets crept through when darkness falls
Avoidance adhered to over all
I walk amo...

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Et Ego

On one hand the word Angel is tattooed
On the other the word Devil is imbued.
Searching for a happy medium
Endless hours of unhappy tedium.

I am both good and bad
I am both happy and sad

Others before me, been and gone
Therefore I'm not the only one.
Questioning this paradigm conundrum
A pattern unique in its construction.

I am both simple and complex
I am both picture and text

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Nice Coffee ( written whilst out drinking coffee!)

Sitting here drinking coffee
Watching as people scurry
From one place to another
Little time for each other
Empathy and compassion lacking
From their schedule hardly slacking
I often wonder how they would react
To the ultimate siren's wail in fact

Would they re-discover their humanity
Would their behaviour change suddenly
Would they rush to the ones they love
Would they raise their ey...

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Sob Story?

What is the truth behind your sob story
You don't have one?
I can't believe what you're telling me
I do beg your pardon

Everyone has some kind of history
A memory deposit
A place known as a sadness repository
A skeleton (or two) in the closet

Some embrace and announce with fanfare
Their skeletal parade
Some push away and denounce with despair
Their happiness fade

Others wait unti...

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All Will Be Done

Forward again into the unknown
Coping strategy revealed and shown
No longer hiding, cover blown
Scathing desire cut to the bone
Time to now recover the throne
Victorious I shall stand alone

Fed and watered?
Hung drawn and quartered?
Do you have much of a choice?
Do you have much of a voice?

Onwards! Is the battle cry
A lust that I no longer defy
An urge to which I must reply
Prior...

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Examinationes Incidamus ( Inferna pars quinque)

Into your embrace I willingly submit
Will against strength I no longer pit
The candle of guidance remains unlit
In the encompassing darkness I sit.

Truth, light and ressurection
An unholy trinity of fiction
Brainless, blind and mass addiction
True trinity of depiction.

My assumed insignificance
Is based upon factual relevance
My worship of dark reverance
Is based upon utter complian...

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Metus (Inferna pars tres)

It's Genesis lies here
This wild unbound fear
Broken and alone
Medussa turned to stone

Naked and bleeding sense
Alternately fading and intense
Acclaim left long ago
No longer the person you know

Reality warps and bends
As the madness never ends
Darkness becomes pitch
Cannot scratch the "itch"

Wrong is now right
Turmoils headlong flight
Right is now wrong
Dive into fear headlon...

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Solitudinum (Inferna pars septem)

All doors are locked and the keys are hidden
All requests from others remain unbidden
All thoughts depart as if upon horses ridden
All entry to this place is now totally forbidden
All enquiries at this fortress door
All remain unanswered and ignored
All communications receive no reply
All contact fleeting and left to die.

Those that become my only friends
Twenty four hour digital trends
...

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Untitled

Gleaming tragedy set within this parody
Cannot see the fire for the storm
Amazing profanity set within this insanity
Cannot see the hope for the forlorn.

Enjoy the truth and the future
Those who seek the adventure
I find I have been rather remiss
In engineering my own wish.

Gleaming parody set within this tragedy
Cannot see the epidemic for the disease
Amazing insanity set within thi...

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Mortal Curiousity

Angels have died in this place
Blissful agony etched upon their face
Flaming swords pierced the purest heart
Empty vessels now their souls depart
Once their heavenly eyes sought guidance
Opaque now in their time of deliverance
Strength from wings diminished
Their war over, battle finished.

The demons watched
As the angels bled
No longer angered
Morbid curiousity fed

Demons,too, die...

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Legacy

There is a pervading lack of trust
A bitter after taste of disgust
The knowledge within society
About guilty crimes of impropriety

A man once said let it be known
Whoever is without sin cast the first stone
And as logical reason was sought and found
Those stones remained upon the ground

The world is full hypocrisy
Regret, lies and heresy
Can this be healed by a cleansing flood
Washe...

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Mortem

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife

Eternal darkness come to me my friend
There is no purpose only the end
No more wars, no more fighting
A means to an end less frightening

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife

Eternal darkness let us walk hand...

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