The Human Factory

The Human Factory

Tall intimidating bricks breathing history

The factory of life, birth, death and strife,

Manned by white-coated men of mysteries,

Hopefully, we emerge fresh and free,

Never to return, not guaranteed!

Life travels at quite a pace,

Accidents and incidents happen in the race,

Bones get snapped, viruses trapped,

Flesh torn, organs worn,

Drugs are given, wounds wrapped,

We are made good, saved, reborn.

Age creeps, sneaks up, slowly but sure,

Body tires, can't function any more,

Last breath taken, family shaken,

Returned to the factory,

Via the back door

 To the basement,

Only fit for encasement,

Prepared, dressed, made to look satisfactory!

Life circle turns and rotates,

Until we see those pearly gates,

Then we've left life s factory

For a place to stay in peace and quiet for all eternity

A Magical Awakening

A Magical Awakening

They woke from their winter sleep,

Little fairies who were roused by the bluebird’s cheeps,

They washed their sparkling wings in the fresh, springtime dew,

Then drew a huge breath to admire the view,

Around them as far as the eye could see,

Bluebells stood proudly, so they could feed the bees.

The fairies drunk on their long, long rest,

Started singing sweetly, at the flowers request,

Their voices harmonized, without a flaw,

The animals of the forest froze like statues, completely in awe!

Springtime had arrived at the fairies’ delight,

So, when the dew had dried off their wings that slowly 

unfurled,

They would take off to magical places, all around the world,

To make tiny wishes true for every little boy and girl.

My Little Soldier

My Little Soldier

When Children are very sick parents try and blame themselves and sometimes feel immense and overwhelming guilt and all though they know they are not to blame they continue to do so. Hope and acceptance of an illness is sometimes the only way to get through it sometimes with really positive outcomes!  

My Little Soldier, I look at him

His perfect ivory skin

Peaceful in his drug-induced sleep

I know within, War rages, one he must win!

I look at him

His perfect potential life

The peaceful innocence of his internal strife.

I know within, I'd die to save him, my kin!

I look at him

My perfect child

Peaceful yet I'm forever riled,

I feel so deep within, he's paying for my sin!

I look at him

My perfect babe,

I search my heart and soul,

Dissecting my life, whole,

I feel no shame, Yet he's still in pain,

I look at him

My perfect son,

I promise him all, till this war is won

For I know within

Together

We'll conquer and win!

1st published in 2011 

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 

Flakes

Flakes

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 https://twitter.com/WritingReader

For Information support and help https://www.psoriasis-association.org.uk/

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, 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

Tick,

Tock,

   STOP !

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First published in 2011 

Moonbeams And Dreams 

 

Picture by Laurent Laveder

I would capture 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 

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,

unblemished  

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. 

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!

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.

ECHOES

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!

Love An Alien Concept

Love An Alien Concept !

It's the difference in us that makes us tick 

  Things just happen, like magic, a sudden click,

No enforced stereotypical ideology, 

No adhering to social or philosophical philosophy,

Just following our intuition,

Fighting Inbred humans inhibitions,

Let love go with the flow,

Allow it to breathe and grow

Blank out peoples Incredulity,

Celebrate love and Individuality

True Love is hard to find, a real scarcity

 So rejoice, celebrate, it's rarity!

Love Conquers all 

Boundaries and perceptions,

Love Is Love 

There are no exceptions !!!

Je Suis Charlie ! The Cry Of Defiance !

Je Suis Charlie! The cry of defiance!

Many years ago in a film, words were spoken, we applauded the sentiment, the words and the action, we agreed with the philosophy, but we all did nothing!

When will the world wake up and realise

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."

Some words from a film, edited for the current crisis. Some people may recognise the film?

"The dead remember our indifference."

"The dead remember our silence".

Today when we see the camps, overwhelmed by the flood of refugees fleeing from the horror of terrorism, we realized we don't deserve to be congratulated. 

None of us do.
Let's speak the truth.
And the truth is, we act too late.
Only when our own national security is threatened do we act.
These terrorists have murdered many 100,000's men, women and children and we watched it on TV.
We let it happen.
People are being slaughtered over years and we issued economical sanctions and hid behind a rhetoric of diplomacy.

How dare we?

"The dead remember."

Real peace is not just the absence of conflict, it's the presence of justice. And tonight, we come to you with a pledge to change the World's policy. Never again will we allow our political self-interest to deter us from doing what we know to be morally right. Atrocity and terror are not political weapons and to those who would use them - Your day is over. We will never negotiate. We will no longer tolerate and we will no longer be afraid.

"It's your turn to be afraid."

Please share and maybe, just maybe, one world leader will see this and agree that there are SOME GOOD MEN LEFT

Forwarded by Tim Shepherd 

New Year

New Year

New Year, New Beginnings,

 Promises made, yet already thinning,

New Friendships ready to be created, 

Old ones needing nurtured, tended, updated!

Brand new goals to reach, set for pursuing,

Yet past disappointments linger, still doing their wooing,

It's a new year and new beginnings are the offering, 

 Tho thoughts in your head persist, constantly wafting!

So you should take note of your dreams, explore the new,

Learn from the lessons of the past,

For

When you least expect

It,

They will come

And
Torment you !!

Happy New Year 

Demons of the mind

Demons of the mind 

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Sitting  face to face are the demons of my mind 
Cheeky little chappies, with an agenda of some kind, 
Plotting  lots of jokes and silly things I shouldn't say 
Making sure there is at least one faux pas, 
that passes my lips nearly every other day 
So when I splurt  the wrong thing  uncontrollably from my lips 
My mental sieve has failed again,,,,,,, OOps I let it slip !
Cos sitting face to face are the demons of my mind.


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Valentine Verses

Easily Pleased 

What do I want for Valentine ?

Not chocolates, gems or dresses, 

Just love, you and sweet caresses, 

Forever us knowing love divine.  

What do I want for next year?  

Not holidays, fancy meals or promotions, 

Just love, you and your devotions, 

Forever us knowing love is premier. 

What do I want for life?

Not fast cars, houses or high fashion, 

Just love, you and loads and loads of passion, 

Forever us being a loving husband and wife! 

The Gift 

You hold the Key to my secret, my gift, 

You unlock the gate to my love, 

Where eternal love springs forth 

New and surprising delights for you to adore, 

Each time you turn the key 

Warm emotions radiate, create 

Love of the unknown, 

Everyday new gems 

Explore! 

You hold the key to our secret, our gift, 

Nurture and cultivate it for evermore, 

Like every natural organic 

It will flourish and grow, 

Each time you turn the key 

Our love will regenerate, create even more, 

Emotions will reach fresh heights, intensify,

 Mature !

We must keep our key safe, complete ,

So our love remains fresh, sweet, 

Our love will forever surprise us, 

This,our secret, our gift 

How our two soul are destined to live ,

Forever,Together, 

Spring will be constant in our hearts, 

Always new ground to uncover, 

New gifts to be found,

 Discovered! 

Love is Our gift  

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 valentine dreams !

Vintage Valentine 

I love you ,Oh so very much !

My body tingles with every touch,

When you look at me in that way, 

Time stops, ceases to exist at least for a day,

When you hold me so near in your arms, 

No man or beast would dare do me harm 

As we lie close, caressing one another, 

No goddess in heaven could want another lover,

Yet this is our heaven night after night, 

Our years together and it still feel so right! 

Our love is alive, it's still so much fun,

Never to be relinquished 

Not even for the moon, stars or sun,

My deepest wish is to remain with you, in this bed, 

Till we're very, very old or preferably dead!  

So when we finally reach those famous pearly gates 

You and I can start on over, right from our first date ! 

Chinese New Year

New Year, New Beginning.

New Year, New beginnings,

 Promises made, yet already thinning,

New Friendships ready to be created, 

Old ones needing nurtured, tended, updated!

Brand new goals to reach, set for pursuing,

Yet past disappointments linger, still doing their wooing,

It's a new year and new beginnings are the offering, 

 Tho thoughts in your head persist, constantly wafting!

So you should take note of your dreams, explore the new,

Learn from the lessons of the past,

For

When you least expect

It,

They will come

And

Torment you !!

For Informations about The Chinese and Chinese New year check these out: Chinese New year info
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Missing You

Missing You 

Picture by www.emilianoponzi.com

Hugging your pillow, 

Ain't quite the same, 

As snuggling with you, 

And calling your name. 

Missing You!

Eating dinner solo, 

Munching the bone, 

Not chatting with you, 

Just being alone

. 

Missing You! 

Sitting watching drivel, 

Like we do, 

It seems to make sense, 

When its us two. 

Missing You !

Random thoughts that enter your head, 

Now it's just silence. 

No mumbling philosophy, 

The space is dead. 

Missing You !

So hurry home, 

Fill the space, 

Snuggle up tight, 

Make my heart race. 

Missing You !

Hugging my pillow 

Ain't quite the same,

Missing you 

Saying my name !

Missing you is what I do 

When it just me 

And not us two 

Missing you !

Submitted to dVerse Poets poetics whose theme was Missing you check out other submissions 

Fallen

Fallen

It hung upon his bedroom door,

A khaki suit worn no more,

He left to become a man

Ideas of freedom,

Equality and peace,

His dreams were naive

At the very least!

He followed his dreams,

To lands afar,

His dreams were wished upon to a wandering star,

He did his best, fought alongside his comrades,

The same as him, mainly lads, 

They witnessed  death ,blood, and gore, 

Inside the boy was killed  he was a lad no more, 

As a man his life was short 

The killing machines held their own kangaroo court. 

He returned to his homeland laid in a box,

His life deceased and memories locked 

It hangs upon his bedroom door,

A khaki suit worn no more, 

Only the memories of the fine boy he'd been, 

 All his potential for greatness, silenced, unseen!

Remembering all those all over the world who have fallen in the quest for peace!

Winter Survival

Winter Survival 

Iced winds chill the atmosphere, 

Causing strife, worry and morbid fear, 

Cutting through to every fibre, 

No choice but to become a survivor! 

Plumage gone, deceased! 

As icy winds strengthen like some Maddening beast, 

Cutting through every fibre, 

Only choice to be strong, become a survivor!

Warmer winds and sun that shines, 

Will return in its time, 

 Warming through to every fibre, 

Proving to one and all,... WE are survivors!

Picture by Sueann check out her site for more fab pictures.