INSURRECTION

  There’s a line in the sand drawn in dark distant lands, where the guts and the glory and fine marching bands will all die in the dust and play into their hands, till they all say, NO!   Those invisible walls across seas oh so wide are not worth all the tears in the…

HIGH SCORE

(A look back in time to the dark, distant 1980’s and the mind of a 19yr old…)   Have pride and joy but don’t toy with nature, conserve the future.   Taste, sweet and sour, changes by the hour. The two sides of life; of trouble and strife.   Beg, steal or borrow but you’ll…

GOOD MORNING

  As the sun beats down on another glorious day, the blackbirds are singing in their sweet little way.   The world is still and my mind is at peace, how I pray for this stillness as it offers such release.   The sky so blue and clear overhead, the world still in slumber; tucked…

FATHER AND SON

  I touch your cheek, I’m surprised, it’s cold. I reach for your hand for I need it to hold.   I look upon your face that beamed and sparkled as we loved and laughed, wrestled and tickled.   Your face is so pallid, the sparkle is gone, no more to smile in the hot…

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

(politically correct edit)   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,…

DAD

There’s a man that I knew, not too close, not too far, as a child he was there to tend to my scars.   A man with a past, of that I had no doubt, a man, when provoked, who knew how to shout.   A happy man with a smile for all, he’d always…

CASTAWAY

Music and words are where I reside, the solace of their sanctuary with walls, behind which, to hide.   But whenever I now sing those melodious old songs, salty tears are all I find where the words used to belong.   It’s hard to break into a favourite composition, when upon your lips lies a…

BELIEVE

I don’t believe in destiny for the leaves of my book are clear and the pen that I hold in the fast flowing ink will form words that start to cohere.   I will not believe that the road ahead is already laid out to the grave, that the garden I walk is merely cosmetic,…

A WISP OF MEMORY

  To slip into the darkness and feel its cold embrace as the chill night caresses the colour from your pallid, tear-stained face.   Inhale the icy air as you drift; feel it tenderly beseeching, into the depths of your silent soul, its icy tendrils reaching. Searching for that fragile life held within your tortured…

A MOUSES TAIL

“But it’s not my fault”, cried the mouse in dismay, “I though I knew where I was but appear to have lost my way”   Sat at the foot of my bed with his hands under his head, he tried through his tears to relate what is here. … I set out early this morn…

BATTLE CRIES

The hopeless eyes and tear stained horror of a fragile, far-away gaze. Where once, a sweet and happy child dwelt, till the innocence of life was erased. The tears have dried up, cried out with the pain on battered beseeching hands. Just sitting, bereft, in the remains of a life; in the dust of desolate…

A LOVERS EMBRACE

To feel her warm and gentle hand upon your smiling face, her tender loving caress is like a sweet and soothing grace. Teasing, as your fingers trace a tantalizing trek along her silken stockings as you tenderly kiss her neck. Gazing into enchanting eyes so deep with dark desire, whirling pools of life and lust,…