Ready to Go.

 

Poem for a stormy night

We are ready, we are set,

as prepared as we can get.

To face snow fall,

and wind's cold call.

Through winter's wild weather we will go.

Across the town and down the road,

to our friend's humble abode.

As snow piles high,

you might ask; why?

Through winter's wild weather we go.

The answer is not to bring season's cheer,

its not even about snacks and beer.

The truth is, its game night,

and we are itching for a fight.

So wild or tame, we go just the same,

through winter's wild weather. 

 

 

October Happy Song

Halloween 2022

Its a fantastic time of fun and fear,

when werewolves grin from ear to ear.

The days are grey, the nights are grim,

that axman just wants to give you a trim.

Now gather up your finest clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Then put on your foulest smile, with fangs all sharp and jagged.

Try not to lose your head, in this game of life.

Remember what you want mostly brings strife.

Let the demons out of your mind,

then maybe peace you will find.

Now put on your frightful disguise, and learn to look with borrowed eyes.

Gather up your most surprised look, at the unexpected path your life took.

Its time to get outside, away from your screens.

Its time to face reality, alone with your screams.

When you try to dance at the skeleton ball,

the real you will be seen by one and all.

So dont be the thing you hate most,

find courage and kindness in your own ghost.

Its ok to have fun and to feel fear,

just dont feed your werewolf too much beer.

Halloween 2022 v2

Its a fantastic time, for fun and fear,

when werewolves grin, from ear to ear.

The days are grey, the nights are grim,

that axman just, wants to give you a trim.

Now gather up your finest clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Put on your most ferocious smile, with fangs all sharp and jagged.

Don't lose your head. In this game of life.

What you want most, will mostly bring strife.

Let the toxic demons, out of your mind,

then perhaps peace of mind, you may find.

Gather up your ferocious clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Put on your finest smile, with teeth all sharp and jagged.

Its time to get outside, away from your screens.

Its time for reality, with all of your screams.

When you try to dance, at the skeleton ball,

the real you's revelled, to one and all.

So don't be the thing, that you hate most,

find courage within of your own ghost.

 

My Dragon Darling - late 2022 edit.

 

Relationship Issues.  July 09, 2021.

She loves to tango, every time it rains.

Likes hot banana peppers, when she eats brains.

You know I love her, from head to tail.

You know she loves me, broke me out of jail.

She's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and so evil, cant get her out of my head.

No, seriously, help me, she has mind control powers.

That's why I stair at her, transfixed for hours and hours.

She's my dragon darling, but sometimes its so hard.

Like when she breaths fire into the neighbour's yard.

She's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and so evil, cant get her out of my head.

Now some folks hope, that she will, simply fly away.

Others are betting, she will devour me some day.

But I still love her, love her from head to tail.

And I believe she loves me, loves me without fail.

Because she's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and evil. Just cant get her out of my head. 

 

Wake up to a blank screen.

Roger is down with the sickness
July 08, 2022

Depending on our electric god, his bloodstream moves the money.

We are all paralyzed without him, this really isn't funny.

Society built brick by brick, until the digital age.

Now without the internet, we are left with impotent rage.

Confused eyes in every face, wondering what went wrong.

Our electric lord has stopped responding, beep on with the song.

Over reliance on technology,

Its no good for you, its no good for me.

Everything built on silicon and wires.

Everyone believing the smooth lairs.

Global friendship is just fine, but we should be self sustaining.

Producing essentials locally, not just resource draining.

 

Abandoned Places to see.

 

The Hillside House.         May 22, 2022

There is a house, just off the bay,

its my favourite place to get away.

Down the road, along the coast,

to the place, I love the most.

The house on the hill stood forgotten and cold.

Windows empty woodwork rotting and old.

Voices long silent, footfalls unfelt.

Cookies in the kitchen, long time unsmelt.

Drips from the ceiling, left colourful stains.

And gone from the windows, all the glass pains.

Once happy and warm, a wonderful place.

Now empty and neglected, a sad disgrace.

 

 

2 for April

 

Reality Evasion.      April 17 2022

If you want to escape your incarceration,

it helps to have some education.

But not too much, no not too much.

What you seek, is a cheep and easy path to happy.

What you need is the doorway to the extraordinary.

Come and see, come and see, come with me.

If you want to have a revelation,

you need to embrace your desperation.

Your so out of touch, so out of touch.

Listen to me.         April 19 2022

Can you read the writing on the walls?

Attention, attention, desperation calls.

Every effort into avoiding responsibility.

Life is set against them, its all they can see.

Look at how self destructive they can be.

T hoes poor dumb fucks, not at all like me.

Can you hear the banging on the walls?

Attention, attention, aggravation calls.

War once more

 

Kyiv         March 2022.

The tanks roll in, as we knew they would.

But this is not like in Hollywood.

People hide, as bombs fall from the skies.

Do the bombers care, about who dies?

The troops move in, as we watch the vids.

Ambushed by AK-47 wielding kids.

While buildings burn, politicians talk.

As the nation bleeds, refugees walk.

This is it boys, this is war. This is what we've been waiting for.

Count the cost in men and machines. Violence written in our genes.

For now the fighting is a world away.

Our lives untroubled b the price they pay.

The timid and tender will cry; War no more!

But isn't peace worth fighting for?

What do you think will happen next, in this story?

The aggressor stops, satisfied with gains and glory?

Im afraid this is it, the time is here.

Dust off your rifle, put down your beer. 

 

 

For Space X

 

Blast Off     March 08 2022

Do you want to see my rocket ship?

Its very large, from base to tip.

And when you climb aboard,

you will never again be board.

When you ride my rocket ship.

We can blast off to the moon,

roaring engines, get us high, real soon.

You can feel the thrust under your seat,

you can even smell the chemical heat.

When you ride my rocket ship.

No Sugar?

 

Angel of February 2022.

I have no poetry in my soul,

and no sugar in my bowl.

Like this, Im not satisfied.

I have no lover anymore,

no one to pick me up, off the floor.

All the tears Iv already cried.

So its time to move along,

Iv got to keep on being strong.

Broken but not petrified.

When the troubles have all passed,

and clear skies are back at last.

Then I can say; love hasn't died.