When something is broken or doesn't work for any of us. Why should we continue paying for it? Why should we pay our taxes to a government that promised to eliminate child poverty o…
I like all kinds of poems, but I tend to gravitate toward Russian and eastern-spiritual-poetry. My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few spiritual poems being poured out from time to time - I also write many songs, especially when my poem spring runs dry, as a form of creative writing. I work with adult learning difficulties as a support worker in the UK. My home town is Manchester. My other interests are gardening and art. I had a poor education, but try to improve with every written piece. I hope you'll enjoy visiting my writings.)
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In 2020, plagues of desert locusts swarm Kenya, Landowners count their vanishing tenure Infestation rates are the highest in 70yrs As they take to the air, the high sun blurs.…
My grandson constructs his first sentences perfectly. Mine is like a bouncing ball a flat skimming stone. His: 'Strawberry-one, pick it.' … 'I want one more'.…
look a chain of smoke the sphere of the universe another smoke ring…
She went so, young I still haven't heard what happened. All I know is there are pregnant moments where…
I've seen those eyes before like pack-ice residuary-melting scraped off the floor beats-me how an addict beats the count facedown rises off the canvas once more.…
People don't want to accept their love is over It's just another hurdle, another bunker. Sweetheart, darling, say this isn't closure. Given time, sweetheart, we can still recover.…
A bad thought is a message to Listen to it; it purports all your weaknesses Just as a bad dream guides you Shows you at your disadvantaged self, now falling,…
Let us breathe Abdullah underwater. Coexisting on one last mermaid's breath does she alone push stars into moraines there they'll fizz ultimately to their death.…
There's a better focus in the wind tonight My soul has lost altitude My heart is in the eye of a storm As my senses are touched by lightning.…
A bitter froth travels on a night wave And pulls back my covers my nightgown And sets flames on fire around me Whilst indignantly, my heart still weeps.…
… Now don't ask me how Our hearts came by valour Yes, I too will disavow That you or I ever knew.…
What does it take to cleanse a polluted river? Takes Mountains, and mountains, brother: Takes a hard bed, a soft silt bed sister That's why silver and gold are so pure…
A boorish few in the military Aren't fit to wipe your boots. In any kind of real adversary, Their orders they're full of convolutes.…
Someone, somewhere maybe, not everywhere- shall refuse to say, grace. Shall not - step forwards ever.…
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