Seedling

Seedling 

There was a germ in my head, 

As I drifted to sleep, snuggled in my bed, 

A seed of an idea! 

Just a morsel, a thought, a nibble to inspire, 

Rhymes of times gone past 

A masterpiece that would last, 

In the minds of some, 

Something remembered for years to come, 

Contented sleep replaced my aspirations, 

A worm had infested and zapped my imagination, 

The seed consumed, macerated, banished 

Ideas empty, mental thoughts lacking, vanished !

So 

The paper stays dead !

All thoughts locked somewhere in my head, 

Deep, Deep down that seed is somewhere,

 It's survived !

Till then I stare at this blank space until I can rediscover it, 

Bring this blank dead paper some substance 

Bring it alive ! 

Moss Steet Art by Anna Garforth

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War On Peace

  War On Peace

Streetart By ICY & SOT (Iran)

I see yet another scene,

War, war the goggle box screams

Wars on streets, kids fighting back,

All for their solution, a joint or some crack,

This is not Utopia,

Responsibility is their myopia !

War, War The government screams,

Send our boys to fight an opposing regime,

To help their brothers whose rights are denied,

Yet there will be casualties affecting both sides,

This is not a bad dream,

Communication should reign supreme!

War, war being fought in my nations name,

The heavy burden which just causes shame,

Kids fighting in and on our streets,

Parents guidance diluted, empty, deplete!

This is not a mummy state,

Nurturing should be innate!

People power can create peace,

Peace in one's mind, 

Is a peace of some kind, 

Peace on this earth,  

Would need a rebirth, 

For all of humanity,

To restore balance,

Hope and a sense of sanity! 

Submitted to JP At The Olive Garden whose theme was Peace

The Rendezvous

The Rendezvous 

Street art by Hyuro 

Floating on air, 

Cos you'll be waiting there ! 

Life gently moving along, 

To a sweet melody of heavenly birdsong 

Every aspect of my being 

Crisp, fresh, new, as the first time of seeing, 

 My senses alive, reborn , heighten to delight,  

 Birds in my minds eyes constantly soaring 

 Majestically in flight, 

 As my body and soul craves just for you, 

 I dreamily float towards our rendezvous

Accompanied by my sweet birdsong

 To where my heart knows it belongs,  

Getting close,

 Closer to,

 You. 

More street art by  Hyuro at

 

The Will Of Love

The Will Of Love !

San Francisco Street Art 

Will I go ? 

Or do I stay ?

Did you love me ?

Why did you stray ?

Has our Love died ?

Have we tried ?

Will I go ?

Or do I stay ?

Do I love you ?

Has our love died ? 

A mortal decay? 

Will I go ?

Or will I stay ?

Will our love last ? 

For all our days ?

Will this love die ?

Will we try ?

I would not go, 

My heart still flows, 

My love is alive, 

We shall grow, 

Our love,

Will survive !

 Submitted to JP At The olive Garden whose theme was Doubts,Fears,Inhibitions and Hesitation 

A Social Emergency

 A Social Emergency 

Love and peace within out city, 

Seems to be a real scarcity, 

Its become a social emergency 

Balance needs to be restored, 

Its a matter of the up most urgency 

Societies systems are constantly abused 

Kids left to fend alone, no longer amused 

Love thy neighbour, now just a phrase from the past! 

Innocence of childhood cut too short, not long to last,

 Greed and avarice run amok, run rife!

In this our civilized 21st century life. 

We need to inject some love intervention

If peace and harmony is society intention!

Banksy 

Doolally Doris

Doolally Doris 

We have a haunting 

Its not that daunting 

It's an old dame called Doris 

Who use to live wild in the forest 

She is the craziest  ghost, 

 But unlike most 

She loves to act daft! 

Have a laugh!

So every Halloween 

She has the same old routine, 

She floats in to town, 

Shadows all the children around 

She chuckles and jokes 

Like a very drunken bloke 

This is her treat, 

To all of us in the street, 

BUT 

She is so spookily of her nut 

She bids us farewell 

By Cheekily 

Flashing her butt !

Submitted to :dVerse Poets Open link night where poets share 

And              :Funny Friday at The Purple Tree House

It's All Relative

It's All Relative 

Street art by Vango Situated In Kilarney Ireland

If Einstein had lived today ,
Could if affect how we live, work and play? 
Would Albert  Einstein felt empowered ,
Or would he have spent hours and hours
Just  surfing and Googling on the internet !
Would he have wasted his capabilities ?
So never discovering the theory of relativity.
Instead maybe he'd have a blog,
Tweeting for hours with caffeine to slog ! 

What would have happened to poor old Einstein
If Cern had existed in his time ?
Those clever bespectacled boffins
Really would have caused him chagrin,
 Finding particles seemingly faster than the speed of light,
Which those boffins keep testing, to check its right
The little blighters that they found
Has stunned the world confused and confounded
 The pesky particles they call neutrinos,
Would surely have driven poor Einstein to vino !

If Albert had been alive today
Not made his scientific in roads, in his way,
Would cyberspace still have been a possibility,
Or is it all just a question of relativity ?

 Submitted to :dVerse Poets for their Open Link Night where poets share