by Ged Thompson
When Stars Danced.
In a time once passed, stars danced for us
Butterflies hovered serenely in meditation
Guides whispered messages and Angels and demons waged war
On the battlefield of the soul
A time of shipwreck and salvation. Of death and rebirth
Then christened in the waters of madness
Swaddled in blankets of both wonderment and torment
Guidance was delivered...
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Monday 2nd December 2013 4:29 pm
by Ged Thompson
And then the heart does flutter
From the slightest of embrace
From the slightest tiny mutter
From the lips upon your face
And it’s like nothing ever changed
From the time we both were one
From the time before my heart broke
From the time that you where gone
And in that stolen instant
From a place within my heart
From a place no longer distant
From a place...
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Wednesday 27th November 2013 2:22 am
by Ged Thompson
Soliloquy of the damned.
Is it not, such a bitter sweet paradox that it is only in our deepest moments of despair
that the seeds of compassion already inherent in our souls gain the propensity to germinate. Then in our healing permitted to flower.
Would it be the case that without rebuilding we could be whole or must we first be broken to be completed. Are we left searc...
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Thursday 26th September 2013 8:56 pm
by Ged Thompson
Waiting for the Duster
I sit there sometimes just looking at my hand
Is it real? Am I here? I ask
Oh fuck, it will probably hit me soon
Bet you it smashes me right in the middle of fucking the head
An exorcist told me once that its all just a physical illusion
I don’t know if that’s true…But I do know…At least, I think I do anyway
We create ...
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Tuesday 24th September 2013 7:50 pm
by Ged Thompson
True life's an art
I like to glimpse at the world through the eyes of a child
See opportunity in tragedy and chances to change
Try to rebuild the thinking that I once defiled
And find wonder in things that some others find strange
See past all the small print and survey the big picture
Chase compassion not fashion, for ...
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Tuesday 27th August 2013 3:04 am
by Ged Thompson
How many
How many fathers will kiss their children goodbye as they sleep.
Then slip into the night. Never to kiss them again.
How many parents will live out long lives,
Knowing the curse of outliving their young.
How many wives will clutch memories to heart and medals in hand.
Instead of holding the husband they loved.
How many children will ...
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Monday 12th August 2013 12:24 am
war poetry
by Ged Thompson
I dont usaully do preamble however I must put this into context, its regarding Comments made in Spectator magazine in 2004 while Boris Johnson was editor. The Article went out 'unsigned' which means nobody owned up to writing it. However one of Boris's tean later on said that Boris had "a hand in it".
The Spectator claimed that "an excessive predilection for welfarism" had "created...
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Monday 22nd July 2013 12:55 am
Hillsborough Fat twat Boris Johnson
by Ged Thompson
Just one more time, please!!!!!!!
Just one last go of it, then I’ll stop, I promise
I’m saving my last one…. for a 'special person'
I used to do it all the time
Casually in fact
I meet lots of ‘special people’ everyday
Some very deserving of it
I want to give it to them
Give it to them hard
I fantasise about it all the time
Who I’m going to do it to
...
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Sunday 9th June 2013 9:00 pm
Fantasy
by Ged Thompson
Home Sweet Gnome
When the lights go out and no ones about
In the gardens of our homes
There comes the cheery, happy, shout
Of our friends the garden gnomes
They know its spring and work they must
They have a lot to do
The secret work that goes unnoticed
By the likes of me and you
There’s a hive o...
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Saturday 1st June 2013 12:05 am
middle earth. spells gardening magic childrens. gnomes
by Ged Thompson
Ripples of Detriment
I will not mourn your passing, or for that, rejoice your death
As you embark upon the journey that begins with your last breath
Perhaps you thought it proper and in sound mind made your choices
Utilitarian motives maybe? Deafend you, to the sound of poorer voices?
The miners, plebs and working class who became collateral damage
...
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Saturday 13th April 2013 2:28 am
respect politics Thatcher death
by Ged Thompson
The Macabre Castle
The macabre castle stood on the hill
Long since forgotten as though time stood still
Just close your eyes now and picture this scene
A castle so scary no Childs ever been
The sun doesn’t’t shine on its great grey cold walls
And even the battlements look lonely in the rain as it falls
And the drawbridge resembles the teeth of...
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Sunday 10th March 2013 9:19 pm
children's poetry castles stories fairytale
by Ged Thompson
The Giant Slayer
Eighty centimetres tall that’s all he is, that makes me a giant, a real life giant
Just to compare….. If he was my height I’d be over 12 feet tall
This Giants not a big scary giant though, this is a cuddly giant
A funny giant, a dancing giant, a laughing giant and one that snores in the morning
“WAKE UP DADDY!” that’s what he shouts f...
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Wednesday 30th January 2013 11:55 pm
giants
by Ged Thompson
My Dragon
A dragon lives beneath my bed, it hides there through the day
It waits until I’m all alone and all the adults gone away
Then at the bottom of the bed, I see its tail, uncoiling round and round
Then some golden wings, a slender neck, as if its coming out the ground
Its eyes are red and its breathing smoke and its teeth are sharp and shiny
...
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Wednesday 30th January 2013 2:07 pm
children's poetry dragons magic
by Ged Thompson
Blue lights, No Siren
The ambulances whiz past to Alder Hey…..
All day and all night.
They pass.
Some without blue lights and sirens, I hope…..
Hope……They are just going to pick a little boy up
And, take him home
I hope he’s going to a nice home……
Where he lives with people that love and appreciate him.
For the gift he is.
Ot...
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Sunday 27th January 2013 10:11 pm
sad
by Ged Thompson
The Latest Craze
Oh fucking hell!, the latest craze.
The Scouse brow look. Oh happy days!
Big gargantuan caterpillars on orange birds.
Big fluffy things, like hairy turds.
There’s lads who go out at night, chasing beaver.
There getting secret lessons off…. Sigourney Weaver.
Because its like chasing aliens in our town.
They’ve got bo...
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Saturday 26th January 2013 11:05 pm
vanity
by Ged Thompson
Caught Between The Devil And A Dragon
She pushes the pram with the smiling infant inside
Not with the blessings of youth and good health
As when she first pushed her own children
A lethargic, determined but almost defeated push of the pram
The push of a person who has to push on
Rather than someone who wants or chooses to
Her eyes meet my own ...
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Saturday 26th January 2013 1:11 am
by Ged Thompson
How brave a poet
A snap shot of emotion, now that’s a poem!
Of feelings felt and what once was known
A secret peak through his life’s looking glass
In swirls of joy or……. Mustard gas
Some poems so dark they make you choke
Some make us giggle as though a joke
But all serve one purpose dark or light
Those inner realms they do ignite
...
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Tuesday 15th January 2013 7:25 pm
bravery. poetry
by Ged Thompson
Four Leaf Clover
I saw two leprechauns last night
Doing a dance around our garden light
So I snook out the front, and down our back alley
with my hood pulled up just like a scally
Scaled next doors fence, then over ours
with a fishing net and two jam jars
Then I crept up…..I caught the two
They didn’t know just what to do
B...
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Sunday 13th January 2013 2:04 am
children's poetry sad magic Leprechaun middle earth elves fairies
by Ged Thompson
Rekindle cake
You take a teaspoon of wisdom, add two ounces of brave.
Then you extract the past and the now try to save.
Six drops of humble mixed with fine compromise
And then stir in to taste, as you look in her eyes
One cup of loves flour, and two knobs…………… who love.
Then you ask for some help from the chefs up above.
A sprinkle of ...
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Sunday 6th January 2013 7:58 pm
love real love humility trying courage heart soul mate recipe cake
by Ged Thompson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-Ub_8oQbC0
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Sunday 6th January 2013 1:49 am
Snobbery Poetry Liverpool poetry fuck you!
by Ged Thompson
While you sleep
You must be have been sent by angels, as you lay there so perfect
You must be a gift from above I think, as you lay there, so still
You’re the one aren’t you, the one sent to save me
But your not here to save me from, what’s outside, are you.
You’re here to save me from what’s inside
You’re here to save me, from…………….
Me
...
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Friday 4th January 2013 1:01 am
Unconditional love X
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