Not Enough!

‘Twas a moment in time, memories of the fateful crime

a day that broke two hearts, just before we had to part

an unfortunate decision of regret, for you it was set

a smile upon your face said it all, for me it was a fall

so for the family tree, yet it could have been three

wondering on alone, our fate was set in stone

no sweet girl, we were not enough

John Milton

The mind is its own place! 

Lost souls

Show kindness in your hearts,

to those whose troubles are beyond their help,

question hope if it is not beyond yours

Give prayers if able, to the lost souls 

for not belonging anywhere in their hearts.

prepare food for people who hunger

forgive all, who ask of it, those that do not expect it

not forgetting to pray for those who do not deserve it

everyone makes mistakes, sorry is a change of heart

accept it with your own frailties 

gratefulness with love, learn from those

who have no choice, like many

Autistic people that are beautiful in their own way

probably more intelligent than most others

only an inability to show or tell us how

Is the today the day when you

can make a difference in someone’s life

By speaking a few kind words 

Like….I Love You 

A Clockwork Rythm

Movement is to do, better still not!

It is a feeling, a moment in time 

a thought or a critique sublime 

never mind the bullshit

be easy on yourself 

you never know

everything could be fine

Trapped on a tilted plate 

slipping on the greased side of bacon

just about to fall in to the demise

what is a person meant to do

when the shit is covered in flies

still no more telling lies

life will have to change, or else I will die!

Enough of the thunderous swirling wind

trying to tell a story yet where to begin? 

looking for the bright glint on a mirrored wall

a sparkled prism of light that is cool

I don’t know, must stop being the fucking fool

try to be grown up in mind for a change

not so ridiculously small

Kenny

A very good friend of mine passed away today

always looking up to him, he was everything 

deeply mourning him for his loss and mine

a tragedy for his children and grandchildren

Debbie his wife loved him for all time

I pray a gentle journey for you 

the most decent man kind and true

may god welcome you home 

then when the time comes again

I will meet you there,  friend

laughing together free from pain

Cross over to reality

Closing eyes for the last time, in to the unknown

the hope to see the light to carry us home

a last feeling of a loved ones tear on thy face

a little reminder to a graceful pace

flowing into the unknown, a darkness forms

swirls of fearful emotions with memories close’

detached from the realism in attempt to hold

see the face of our lord, his hand doth’ wave

a glorious moment, no words to say, then

a sucking force from where you once lay

stirring mind, light blinds your eyes

feeling fresh tears from a loved ones cries

a nurse enters the room, she softly speaks

“Good morning dear, awake so soon?”

 

Reason to feel good

Great Britain 2025, what a time to be alive

a Labour government, reclaiming British steel

considering a thought for a romantic feel

maybe starmer is doing something right

at least he will not go down without a fight

for a fight is what he has in his hands

reversing the trend to foreign lands

creating peace with brothers of Europe 

fixing what the greedy Tories should have

yet still inconsiderate to the poorest 

and again thinking like Tories

the real battle is changing minds

stop blaming disabled for not being abled

lack of self worth from the unemployable stables

stop bullying people who are weaker than most

Tax the wealthy, the corruptible host

raise the nations self worth of being alive

thank god for protecting our hives

care for everyone in fairer strides

if the rich want to leave then wave them goodbyes

be thankful in prayer for making things right. 

Love Life

When a person says “I LOVE LIFE” 

Yes, they enjoy living, love their work 

Then when by hi’self, there is nothing to love

Wife confesses deceit, whiskey’s in a bottle

Parents long gone, children grown 

Splendour around surrounds, yet alone

In thoughts of how it was meant to be

He could down the whisky with a bottle of pills

Loves life but sickness he feels

It so happened that he didn’t love life, at all

Detached and alone, no distance to fall

Then by the river a stranger gave him a smile

He decided, to linger on for just a short while

In the old worn out relaxed-kind of style.

Son of Peace

it t’was a fine moment, a blessing 

a message of stars from beyond 

magical moment, a move to elope

designed by god, bles-sed hope 

a masterful plan in a sinful den

Slippery Road of now and then

gift in the future, laid out from the past

the future king from a single cast 

will they won’t or won’t they be

the reason to be nailed to a tree

wrath of god softly spoken 

thorns in his head, bones are broken

water sweetened, a message clear

onward charge without the fear, 

follow the Lord, wash his feet

brave in war, accept defeat

future prospects, a godly treat. 

win with grace, live in peace

John 3:16 ✝️

Special caress

There is a person climbing a mountain

the ALP, is as a rocky sea ln the Atlantic 

overflowing with love, pouring as a fountain

a lady gives fortune, Haley only knows too well

incredibly there is no person to tell

yet a heart as pure as any sea

keeping the young ones happy and free

there sliding in Elizabeth to keep the calm

protecting them from any harm

kindness and dedication flows that way

Including them in a way to say

reducing the terror with a calm light

to help the struggle without a fight

Confusion leading to disarray 

removing it with care to another day

History

Why do you follow?

your shadow brings pain

you hurt like no one else can

yet cannot be got rid of  

as if being haunted by a ghost

like a trap that will not let go

you damaged the past

obliterating ahead 

no matter how desperate to move on

destruction follows a sad song

feeling the squeeze finding it hard to breathe 

your grip tightens causing the sneeze

forever a reminder with an ultimate freeze

haunting the future a distasteful tease

Sweet Sorrow

It’s such sad sorrow when love departs

travelling on a journey with a shared heart

sorrowful mourning yet they must let go

deepened feeling with the rivers flow

a fresh move for they cannot stay

heart breaking aside for another day

cannot continue, no’ there is no way

Different

Feeling different from the rest of the world

as lots of unwanted boy, man or girls

failing in successes, bullied coz of me

looking at life, ugliness I see

focalise defending righteous foe

the innocent, people destroyed that I don’t know

it all comes down to a point of view

emotions plenty irrationally missed queues 

they will never know what it is like to be me

as I will never know what it is like to be you

a messed up bunch of wanna be’s

killing for the right to be in a position they are not

their own lives are as gruel covered in snot

I have no fight to be someone like that

caring too much to be a doormat

as weak as aged twine 

rotten corked wine

Putrid not divine

“Be strong and courageous, 

Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, 

For the Lord your God will be with you

Wherever you go”

Joshua 1.9

The Village

Standing in openness at Woodmancote

all alone without hope

a feeling of love in my heart

acceptance of a brand new start

I had never seen the stars..not really 

until now, away from the city 

looking at the night sky

airplanes passing quickly by

seems so near yet are so high

blackening can not hide the twinkles

that shine brighter than any light

dizzy as though drunk 

giving all of myself 

without any fight 

The Night of Dance

Remember we used to dance

as if it were our last chance

it was our last chance

so we used to dance

On into the night 

exhausted with the delight

the delight was too much

the night was as such

Passion filled the desire

the drugs set us on fire 

desire drugged passion then we slept

the fire caused the boom so we wept

One of us had to go on to tell

to go on to tell one of us fell

slide down the roof someone may grieve

grieve your loss I had to breathe

A story of you and your beautiful love

the beautiful love of your story above

remember our dance way into the night

the night of love we danced so right

Useless items of memory

Push a button on a remote while sitting plush

Look at the grand old tree rotting into mush

Door with a hinge, a swing of the bracket

Ancient camera you once begged to click it

The decorative candle became a sag

Stepping outside for a long drawn fag

Photographs on the hard drive lost forever

Remembering the moment of being together 

An old Apple watch with the battery long dead

Falling off the shed a metal plate in the head

Ford Anglia where you embraced and kissed

shelving you made a tender hand missed

The old rusty plough with a rusty wheel around

Losing the loneliness with melodious sound

D…..

The message I have today is not to try

the lesson I learned today is let it go by

the moment of joy cost me dear

destroyed all hope and highlighted fear

trying hard to please brought me to my knees

a moment of care as cold as a freeze

should have stayed in bed 

stop the ruptured sound in my head

then taken a long walk in the trees

while listening to the birds and the bees

Joining the crowd of zombie warriors

or the white van man couriers

should have put a bag on my head

because I felt distressed and completely…….

End of the World is Near!!

Waste is everywhere here and antartic

plastic reaches wildlife in deep lost spaces

chicks of albatross in depths of the artic

fragments of plastic in minuscule size

reach most solitude places of ice

energy we produce destroy the reefs

shells of creature seize to exist

carbon dioxide from energy source

dissolve what nature has got of course

us with greed not a care in what we do

destroy the seas of natures source

fossil fuels kill the fish we catch

we will not learn until we meet our match

greed will feed the death of our catch

SAVE THE PLANET NOW, STOP THE GREED!

Light in the Dark

Emancipation of a devoured heart

chance of freedom, a new start

it just died, twas’ a pitiful romance

yet, a chance to stand, get up and dance

a mourning expected, thy loss is great

yet no great fear, its not too late

Just tidy the garden, then open thy gate. 

Proud of Colour

The day I got a crow bar in my face

Is the day I felt a real disgrace

looking straight at fifteen Skinheads

standing in my drape coat red

Aldgate East Station the chosen sight

surrounded by foe and ready to fight

shouting “come on you scum”

full of mouth, ready for fun

turned to friends behind but there were none

they all ran off and left me as one

running at the thugs, what a mug

tooled up ‘meathead’ done his job

whacked me hard the sluggish slob

broken jaw for a loud mouthed yob