On and On
There will always be life
There will always be energy
in all its forms
and different destinies
From the exquisite and infinitesimally small molecule
to the limitless beauty and grandeur of all Black Holes
and all the Space inbetween,
which my mum used to say '...goes on and on!'
But, which I said at seven, 'It can't go on. There must be an end.'
'No such word as can't.'...
Friday 7th June 2019 12:26 am
Felixpoo You
I’m coming to you on the train
Don’t know what’s wrong with my brain
I want to see the sea
And I miss your face at tea
Don’t get any ideas now
This is just typical me
But, I can only follow my heart
You know I’m not that smart
I was reading poetry in the pub
In familiar surroundings in the hub
Of the concourse at
Liverpool Street Station
Where once excitement reigned
And I’d look ...
Wednesday 5th June 2019 3:26 pm
Baby No. 604
604? That's not your number
Don't you take any notice
It's just a black number
On a white card
Stuck in the dry, red earth
To cover your heart
You were your mother's son
You were your father's son
There was promise of a long life
Running through the days
Playing in the sun
Now, this number
Holding you fast to the earth
It exceeds the days you lived
By almost double in number
Ca...
Monday 3rd June 2019 4:19 pm
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