Life in degrees is a personal poetry and occasional short story blog .
Life is seen in many different ways or degrees and with the help of poetry, stories, music and art we may view it from many perspectives.
Poetry is medication for the soul

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Friday, 15 September 2017

My Dolly

My Dolly 

My Dolly's like me.
Her eyes are blue
But when I smack her,  
Or whack her, 
Her skin doesn't bleed! 
She doesn't cry, 
Her hair stays still, 
My dolly's like me  

When my bruises are gone

This was first written in 2011 and yet abuse is still a wicked part of our society 

Tuesday, 12 September 2017



Flakes and flakes fall from my skin,
Making it so shiny and oh so thin,
Gels and cream, my skins impregnated!
Scales form seemingly unabated,
I can cope with flakes and itchy skin,
It’s the stares and glares from the masses
That keeps me indoors as my life whips by,
 and time just passes,
No one is perfect or so that’s the saying
My skins got ADH and is just overplaying
The cells from this huge organ are just extra quick
Not allowing me to feel comfortable and socially mix.

This was written for a prompt from the

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Saturday, 9 September 2017

Running Out Of Time

Running Out Of Time 

Tick, tock, tick, tock, 
Time is running out 
Its a race against the clock 

Tick, tock, tick, tock, 
Blood is been filtered, 
Dialysis still leaves me feeling crock, 
Tick...... tock 

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
Lungs scream for air, 
Scarred, ruined, unable to repair. 
Tick......... tock 

Tick,  tock, tick tock,
Heart is slowly beating, 
Until its final stop, 
Tick.............. ........Tock 

Tick ,tock ,tick, tock,
People can be saved ,
The situation is grave, 
Tick... tock 

Tick ,tock, tick, tock
Time is running out, 
Its a race against the clock, 
Tick, tock ,tick,tock 

Tick, tock, tick, tock ,
Tick ,tock

   STOP !

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First published in 2011 

Thursday, 20 July 2017

Moonbeams And Dreams 


Picture by Laurent Laveder

I would captured the moon for you, 
If, I knew your love was true,
I would stop the ocean tides
If, your love for me was bona fide,
I would capture the stars that shine
If , you would love me, be only mine !
 I would make heaven our home,
If , you would love me and me alone !
Angels on harps would play,
If, you promised not to stray,
We'd feast on the foods of gods
If ,you would love me, give me the nod !
You will always be my faithful queen
In the land of my silly dreams !

1st written on May 6th 2012 

Thursday, 6 July 2017

Bubblegum Kisses


BubbleGum Kisses 

Bubblegum Kisses,
are a passage of course
Just a natures way of showing its force !

A Shy, fumbling approach,
as adult feelings encroach
on your childhood,

A friendship about to change
Innocence is the exchange 
for confused emotions
all brand new

Bubblegum kisses,
are a passage of course
Just a natures way of showing its force!

Tho tread with care, 
Ensure true love is there ,
for that first kiss
Should be pure bliss !

Bubblegum kisses can be the sweetest,
Or a complete and utter misery,
Those first kisses are dependent , 

Upon a well executed delivery. 

Thursday, 1 June 2017

Politics Regurgitated

Politics Regurgitated 

(  Art by Banksy )

We've heard it all before,
Feed the rich, starve the poor,
Same old messages being spewed
Untrue Promises exacerbated in magnitude,
Manifestoes being branded around,
Touted about by every biased newshound.

We've heard it all before!

We've heard it all before,
Save the countries assets,
Making untrue promises, with no regrets.
Improve our infra structure
Change how and what we manufacturer.

We've heard it all before!

We've heard it all before,
The same old spewing trash,
Same old messages just being hashed and rehashed
Save the country, makes us great again
Not a word of truth, not even a grain.

We've heard it all before!

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

The Journey Begins

Written for the wedding of Brandon Shepherd and Victoria Pym who were married on the 29th of April 2017

The Journey Begins 

Love vows and an exchange of rings, 
Married  life beckons and is about to begin, 
So look high up to the sky, see the stars bright 
Start of a new journey now and keep to the right 

Keep the flames burning not warm like embers 
Treasure the feeling now ! and take time to remember, 
Love needs nurturing, maintenance and care, 
Good Memories made frequently, made to share 

Not mammoth gestures given in jest 
Just thoughtfulness, feelings and love are the best !
A kiss in the morning a, hug at night, 
Honesty and trust will both see you right. 

So go forward, enjoy the two of you becoming one,
Marriage and loving is all about living life, and having fun !
No luck is needed on your journey ahead,
You're perfect together and so rightfully wed.

Monday, 9 January 2017


The echoes from past times
Of mental and physical crimes,
Haunt the chains I have made
Since my childhood was betrayed,
Echoes interrupt my being,
Constantly in my head,
Like a film I’m seeing,
Played and replayed,
Always bubbling away
Waiting to invade.
Echoes beat in my heart,
Drowning the love, you give me,
Unless I rewrite my history,
The echoes of the past
Will destroy us
Shatter us like Glass!
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