Tuesday 31 December 2013
The end of the year is NYE
New Year’s revolution?
New day, New Year.
New resolve?
Why?
It is just a manufactured point on a tool for measuring the passing of time.
Resolve to be a better person than the day before, whatever the day.
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Saturday 28 December 2013
Thursday 26 December 2013
Wednesday 25 December 2013
Saturday 21 December 2013
SAD
Now is the solstice of my discontent
Grey is my soul, dark is my mind
I long for the butterfly of spring
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Wednesday 11 December 2013
Monday 9 December 2013
Judge not
Don’t judge the rest of the world purely from your own perspective. Better still don’t judge the rest of the world at all. Try to understand rather than applying criticism or judgement.
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Sunday 8 December 2013
Saturday 7 December 2013
Questions (BPFMP Nº4)
If I worked for a penny
I’d work for a pound.
But could I buy a noise
that didn’t make a sound?
If a rode a bicycle
backwards at three.
Could I get home
in time for tea?
Is this a poem?
It may sound like verse.
It may not be very good
but I could make it worse!
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Friday 6 December 2013
Spectrum
Elementary are the elements
Effectively they affect our mood
Whether the weather is clement or bad
We respond from happy to sad
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Thursday 5 December 2013
Monday 2 December 2013
Tea for two...
(one with a spout and one without)
...and two for tea; one slightly strong, one much more milky.
We agree to differ.
If all diplomacy was carried out over cups of tea the world would be a better place.
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Frog? (BPFMP Nº2)
There’s a man in the road
Who’s got a pet toad
And he keeps it in a box
One night it got out
And hopped about
Disappearing under some rocks
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Sunday 1 December 2013
Masefield musing
I must go down to the sea again.
Not just any port of call.
For not all coastal towns are the same.
I have a calling although I'm not sure I'm ready for
Living on the edge
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Saturday 30 November 2013
Friday 29 November 2013
Thursday 21 November 2013
Hear here
I quite like silence, and then again I don’t. I love peace and quiet but loathe a breakdown in communication.
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Monday 11 November 2013
Unfinished business
Business unfinished
Business gone bad
Business confusion
Business so sad
Business decisions
not based on the facts
Misunderstanding
and given ‘the sack’
Being honest
no dividend paid
Business untouchable
Nerve endings frayed.
Chewed up and spat out
Worthless to some
Mixing my metaphors
Redundantly glum
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Sunday 10 November 2013
Alone
Are we alone on planet earth?
Alone, alone, alone from birth?
We shout out
no one listens.
We shout out
the dark glistens.
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Saturday 9 November 2013
Careless talk costs lives
Ooh hello.
I am learning to be me.
I cause hurt.
I am learning to be me.
I have faults.
I am learning to be me.
I feel pain.
I am learning to be me.
I miss lots.
I am learning to be me.
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Wednesday 6 November 2013
Thursday 24 October 2013
Friday 18 October 2013
Let them eat cake
Maypole
with
vim
and vigour.
The
Morse code
echoes silently.
A crinkly smile,
smiles.
Us and them.
The wireless woos.
No card.
Unfinished
Unfinished
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Wednesday 9 October 2013
Chard
Friday 23 August 2013
Choices
We are bombarded by choices.
It doesn’t seem to matter what your socio-economic level is, choices are available.
That doesn’t mean that they are good choices.
Choices.
Too many choices.
Even the piss-heads, sorry ‘alcohol dependant’ have choices.
Where will it all end?
You choose.
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Tuesday 20 August 2013
Roses
Twenty-five singers met to practise their craft. It was so successful that they decided to form a quire.
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Monday 19 August 2013
Each moment is precious
We strive for immortality when we know it cannot be achieved. We hope for an afterlife when deep down we know there is no such thing. We exist for what is all but a flicker of an eye in the great scheme of things. Here today; gone tomorrow. The graveyard that testament to human folly displays its stones like false teeth; false teeth for a false hope. We are alone; godless and fancy-free.
Saturday 10 August 2013
Should I cut off my ear?
I have found that when my feelings of self-worth hit a very low ebb my creativity levels go up.
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Thursday 8 August 2013
1234
The rebellious jukebox of my childhood was my taste in music. I have rarely enjoyed the safe or the LCD!
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Tuesday 6 August 2013
Morse or Remorse
A dot here.
A dash there.
A Jaguar glides by.
A rebel in the system, rebels.
No beer.
No skittles.
Just salad days.
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Monday 5 August 2013
On pressing button B
Four large, heavy pennies drop to the tray.
Many wish for a button B of life;
to spend it all again.
Not so I.
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