Sunday, 20 August 2017

Sunday, 13 August 2017


He's busy taking a hammer
to the glitz and the glamour,
hoping to one day get rid of his stammer,

Monday, 7 August 2017

Sunday, 30 July 2017

A poem called Dancing in the Sky

Dancing in the Sky

Only to dance in the sky,
is a wish,
like the birds have taught us,
our long standing relatives,
let us, let them, lead us in the star dance,
flow through the clouds,
free fall through the blue sky,

Only to dance in the sky,
dive into the ocean and jump back out again,
fly by, so high,
nothing can bring down the day of a bird,
if they are feeling blue,
they just push off and up they go,
never to be held down,
 by what keeps ourselves captive on the ground,

Only to dance in the sky,
it has been earned,
by evolutionary decisions,
made by those who came before,
lets take our hats off to the happy birds,
that sing to us each morning,
for they have earned there happiness,
let them, lead us!!

Let us dance in the sky,

Saturday, 29 July 2017

A poem called Ocean Shaping

Ocean Shaping

Ancient Oceans and their mountain companions,
shape each other as we one another,

Sometimes gently sometimes with force,
driving us on our ancient course,

History will mould us,
just like the boulders,
that lay where the ocean meets the mountains,

Let us face the sea,
as sturdy as thee,

Let us take shape as you guide us on our course,
reduced eventually to the size of a pebble,
in the old book that is history and time,

For our place may change,
as each may take their turn,
at being both ocean and mountain we learn,

Friday, 28 July 2017

Her Hair

Her hair

The wind whistled through the naked lady’s hair as she watched down below from the top of the cliff where she stood. Nothing could be left to chance, an arrow through heart of those who choose to advance. Fucking like crazy and running like mad, this is the best life we ever had.

Egyptian Flowerheads

Egyptian Flowerheads

Monday, 26 June 2017

Sunday, 25 June 2017

second in command

second in command,
never overplayed his hand,
helped those that love the land,
so stronger they may stand,


dna spread,
in ways that were not said,
through language and expression,
making a lasting impression,

Saturday, 24 June 2017


first she was not heard,
 then she commanded, 
all working to the plan,
 now a thousand angry voices,
 wishing for different choices,

First bite

great minds compressed, 
into a snack for the rest,
 the first bite was the test,
 now to stop the fight,
 argue with all your might,

Leo Tolstoy

Why loot when there's fruit,

Given all nature's fruit,
they chose to loot,
from the Kingdom,
furry, feathery and cute,

Equal and opposite reaction, numbers

for every equal and opposite reaction,
 we may just be a number in a fraction,

quiet footsteps, never standing still,

the war had darkened the depths, 
now they insisted on quiet footsteps,
though never standing still,
for fear of a shudder from the kill,  


original blue and true green, and all that lay in-between,
passionate red and solid brown, there is no colour wears the crown,

A toast of tea

the lady with the white hair,
sighed patiently watching the world from a dark brown chair,
toasting tea, to youth, chance and another dance,

Deer and fawn

kind acquaintance.... feel that bit better,

a change in pace as a kind acquaintance saved a space,
an extra or change of letter,
helps to feel that bit better,

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

In the distance

In the distance I thought I could see,
what it was that was finally driving me,


looking for mercy from the thirsty,
as crazy as the lazy,
nature shows what only God knows,

Friday, 6 January 2017

Peace is like a fast

eat, kill, repeat, the ever unwavering beat, the pitter patter of tiny feet, God just pressed delete, the language never grasped, of nature’s bitter clasp, on all that was designed to last, survival is never past, perhaps some peace in fast,