Frosty Starz

Frosty Starz


My stars have aligned, I will disappear,

no love, no worry, no heartache or fear,

I will take your photograph every day, print it and send it on its way,

so as I wander lost, I will meet you and share a smile,

everyday you brighten,

speaking through rambling thunder,

lightening cracks in the sky,

starting another beautiful day together,

rain falls, we begin to march again,

we stand in solidarity,

with everyone and who they tried to be,


evil, wicked,

narrow-minded, short-sighted,

heartless, selfish shits,

love enveloped them,

we fight to forgive,

as the paranoia disposes of every pleasant feeling,

lonely and miserable,

I mutter,

a testament to lack of trust,

what do you know?

I am happy,

perhaps I was born to hate,

you my white friend, are in the wrong state,






A part



You do not stand alone,

I am with you, solidarity,

no number could quantify the bond between you and me,

stand up, walk-on, dance, be free,

you always help,

you always remind me,

you always carry me,

you always help me,

time  and oceans between us but we are not apart,

you are firmly fixed  in my heart.

motion, art and all creations,

I don’t take a single direction,

action,  decision,

without consulting you,

you may not be here but that is true.

I can’t demonstrate and I can’t articulate, your precious value,

you are loved by me and will be for eternity,


I’m not here to beg you not to set sail,

I just wish I could follow you like a blue whale,

I wish you a peaceful voyage,

I hope the land is pleasant,

The water clear and the grass green,

I hope the people are sincere,

I hope you have no reason to fear,

I look forward to your stories……though to imagine is not to share,

I will be there by your side, along for the ride, drifting with the tide,

Where shall I go, what do I know,

I don’t think I could ever be anywhere else,

I wouldn’t want to be, this is my own, these are my roots,

my foundations, this is my situation,

I pray my prayer for everyone and everything,

The loss of a friend, a veteran, a companion, sadness, the best for you is all I wish,

soon one day all one day we will meet I will be complete,

see you soon,

Emotion pictures

I’m sorry but I forgot, how we parted or where we left off,

You grew old and I grew angry and sad,

The clouds float silently through the sky,

Moving without motion,

Emotion….I could see through their wickedness, straight through their folly,

Like moss on a roof,
clinging to truth,

We are the ones who dream,
In clean air,
Pulling small pieces of beach sand carefully from our hair,

We are the ones who feel,

We are the ones who believe in our elements,

We believe the choice,

We are the ones with wings, the birds Who sing,

The one’s who eat peacefully,

We are the ones who know your language,
We are the ones that will keep you sane,

I will stand on that mountain and I’ll speak to the crowd,
I’ll sit in silence and listen,

I’ll be dragged from my horse in an ancient skirmish,

We like your ideas, we share your fears,

The air was fresh and the wind was mild, it reminded me of when I was a child.
I’m walking with you through your favourite grass field, holding your smallest finger struggling to keep pace, happy, everyday we are busy, everyday we are angry, everyday we laugh, everyday we create arguments just to fight, in the end agreeing each other is right.

There are others but they are black as night.

Teach me and tell me i’m right.

In cafes

I was blue until I sat in a cafe with you.
Years later I am here, thanks to you.


I pressed stop, then delete.

The first to go was the cage around myself….things I had invented myself, naturally taking milliseconds.

Then longer to process was every invention every clever person had previously invented.

When it finished I was stood their naked.

An interesting place.

To start again.

The price we pay

Just give me your last gold coin. Just your soul, with full paypal control. Give me your time, a view of page, I’ll watch while you age. Rich content with a sprinkling of discontent. A video, a link, don’t over think. That is when you may start to sink.

Just neglect yourself and sacrifice your health, all that matters now is whatever currency you calculate your wealth. Maybe it’s one, maybe it two, maybe your fortunate with rather a few, a couple of bits. Don’t stop there, fly over here. Let me fuel the jet while you try to forget. I never could of dreamed that you would stop by. Counting the mere mortal minutes until you are deceased. No way to live for a civilised world. There’s conflicts, there’s crime but ultimately we all short of time.

That is why I have chosen to write in rhyme, you see for me it saves time. It is fastest, most effective way, to brighten my day. The words flow, as you should well now know. I sit here seconds pass, another sentence at long last. A cold blast.

Please feel free to dispute and take your chosen route. I’ll make something, a flask for the journey, and sandwich perhaps, to give you sustenance for your thoughts as they stray, as you leave me behind on your way.

There is this moment, break it down, split it up, divide it, second by second. As you age, it may one day be your last page. It may be all our last page if the world becomes consumed with rage. Let us hope we never get to this stage. Perhaps just fast forward, skip, that coming of age. You, play something, you dance, you do both, you paint it all. everything, don’t miss one vibrant fabric of colour or one pleasant whisper of a thought. Record it, send me the data, I try to produce you an info-graphic that you may not as easily forget.

The validity of the basis of life which we all rely.

For now good luck and good bye.

Give it your everything, your very best try,

Do not die, I will try auto-draft you to the most finite infinite of time.

You bastards, try to behave appropriately.



Je ne comprends pas

Hours! Floating around on his laptop dreaming of tall towers and spare hours, as the days whistled away I good hear him dismay. What have I achieved today. Before bed a late hour he would try to convince himself to have a shower. After crawling away from his laptop dreaming of having a cause. He did have a cause, but no platform, no voice, an internet generation lost with choice. Comprehending campaigners that fought so hard. The lady who threw herself under a horse. He imagined her YouTube channel filled with passionate cause.

Now bring yourself do those mundane chores. House cleaning and washing up, the world can wait until you have cleaned the last plate. Come here and put on a song, let the kettle boil it won’t take long. He put in a minimum amount of water so that it would boil fast as possible though enough to make the tea sometimes a coffee occasionally a hot chocolate.

The style of that man with his endless cars and private jets sandy white beaches high resolution mountains and sparkling babbling streams was this all that was left of his dream.

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