‘To the Ending of the Storm’
'To the Ending of the Storm'
When finally ceased
The howling of the winds
We heard birdsong.
Still waters
And clear blue skies.
Like a simile of a metaphor .
Peace in our time.
Declare not war,
Summoning storm clouds
But twitter and tweet in clear blue skies.
Be calm
And listen
To the ending of the storm.
And sing together .
Thank you, sorry
Thank you, sorry
Sorry
Sorry
'Scuse me, sorry
My fault, thank you, sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Thank you
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Fuck you!
Sorry.
SAVIOURS
This is our time:
"SAVIOURS"
Look.
In the distance of my eyes
Lies hope
Deep and real
Tears shed
For the dead
Revived in legends
As we stride the earth
Saving the living.
A child smiles
Through dripping eyes
And stained face.
The simple truth
Take my hand.
Take my faith.
Look life in the eye
And advance.
Undaunted
We progress.
Beyond their expectations.
Rebuilding truth
Returning hope.
The saviours of the nations.
Cancel Culture?
It's a lazy label
For those unable
To mount a counter challenge.
Like Snowflake, Woke and Loony Leftard.
They can't redress the balance. So they shout names and use labels
To drown out arguments.
And labels stick.
Sneers replace thoughts.
That's all it is.
Thoughts in Isolation
I'm currently in day 8 of isolation. I stood on my step at dusk and was inspired to write this.
It's optimistic not mournful, I hope.
Trigger warning. ... mention of death.
"Thoughts in Isolation"
Is this what it's like?
Being dead?
The world carries on
Not missing a beat
Barely noticing.
I stand at my door
Observing.
Nobody notices I'm gone
After day one.
Of course, they carry on
As I have often done.
It's eerie
Standing here
Watching the world turn without me
And puts me in my place.
I hope I don't die
But if I do, it's comforting to know
It won't matter much.
Scorpio
I smiled at you.
It’s always my first reaction.
Trusting.
Innocent.
Stupid.
In response, you rushed at me, pushing me back; clawing at my shirt; tearing it open; scratching.
Like the world does.
Your urgent kiss pushed me against the wall. Your tongue invaded my mouth.
Internally gasping, I responded; weak; powerless; shocked and excited.
Taken by surprise as usual.
Innocence overwhelmed by passion.
Immediately.
I kissed you back, pushing my excited body to yours. You felt my response and gasped at my desire.
I tore off your dress and threw you to the bed. My own clothes seemed to disappear in a whirl of motion and I was naked on you.
Biting my shoulder, neck, nipples, you pulled me down. Our eyes flashed as I entered you.
In minutes it was over.
You lay gasping and shocked; shocked at the intensity; shocked at the rapid response; shocked at what lies behind my smile.
Like the world is.
You should have just smiled back.
But the damage is done.
For I am Scorpio.
To Don’t List
To Don’t List
· Don’t think that others
Are better than you
Because they
Are more confident.
· Don’t be the one
Who always gives in,
Doing favours for people
Who do nothing for you.
· Don’t put yourself under pressure
Because others have unreasonable expectations,
Making you feel guilty
For not meeting them.
· Don’t put up
With people who don’t respect you
Or abuse you
In word or deed.
· Don’t hide your emotions
Behind painted smiles
And pleasant words
Masking what you feel.
· Don’t be the one
Saving everyone else
With no-one to turn to
And not saving yourself.
· Don’t sacrifice your life
Don’t waste your time
And don’t forget
How good you are
And don’t forget
To always be you.
Don’t.
Slightly cheating, but it is a list :)
Noah Room on the Boat
We're gonna need a bigger boat
Said Noah as he led the goat
And elephant into the hold
This job was big, as he'd been told
But leading them in two by two
The hippos, rhinos, giraffes too
He saw his boat was way too small.
There's no way he could take them all.
He stood and looked and felt forlorn
He'd have to leave the unicorn.
The griffin and the minotaur
The dragons and the sphinx for sure
No room to fit the flying horse
It made him sad of course of course
But he couldn't get them all afloat
He should have built a bigger boat!