This Ancient land -
Weathered into submission,
Smoothed flattish over Time -
Has been a harsh Mistress;
Ever eager to display Her patience
In light of a gallant few
Who've tried to tame Her -->
She waits until they feel safe
Then entices Her allies
To wash away the loses,
Before drying Her eyes.

Where are my original poems?
Who has found them, if they're found?
My catharsis - release to unwind,
Frees my conscious mind; unburdened
To recreate anew; again reiterate
The self-same thought patterns
Revolving and breaking upon the shore
Of a seemingly unmoving, barren coast;
Morphing into separate streams
Eager to penetrate and make an impression.


Bonus After-thoughts -->

Is Art, Art
Without an Audience?

I say, "Yes" -->
The creator/author is all that matters.
Should others be pleased or not is beside the point.
Nice, but unnecessary.

While it's certainly true
That you annoy me no end,
I love the fact that you exist
'Cause my mirth may never end.

You think your soft, comfortable life
Will continue forever; Always getting better,
Never losing lustre - You-butte, Brand-spanking New!
It's unfortunate you Brainwash the Under-feet-lings too!

Now what do we get for our peace of mind?
Defenceless society when the Under-dogs bite!
A deep-set idiocy - distracted, but not engaged;
Living batteries for Another's Pleasure and Pain.

Some people have worked **** hard for their security;
Their privileges and indulgences and perks of service.
But these brave souls are few and far between;
More likely quietly, patiently, happily waiting their day
When they can once again enjoy the prestige
Of calling a F**k-wit or rude ***** exactly what they are,
Without the undue fear of a litigious future looming.

No-one is purrfect, but some people never learn
To accept themselves for who they are;
They need only look inside - reflective thinking -
To conclude that those insensitive ****-ostriches
Should just be laughed at until they see the travesty
Of a farcical life worthwhile while it lasts.

G'day Chaps and Chick-a-Deez
This Luna-Tick has Awoken (Again!)
And, this Time round,
Will be somewhat Outspoken.

My confidence is up
And doesn't/cannot be deflated;
I'm neither here or there,
But I am under-rated.

To realise is one thing,
To release too soon another:
While I hate the current system,
It both feeds and protects as my Mother.

So...slowly, slowly...and
Breathe deeply...breath deeply;
Let's not get ahead of ourselves
And spoil the fun of the Masses.

I might be an Adept
At Adopting new strategies,
But my personal Evolution - unscrewing -
Entailed my total undoing - Devolution.

The pressure We face when **** hits the wall
Should at least be balanced when we know the score.
So thank you my friends - the Voiceless believers;
I was never going to forget my countless Leaflets.

In my experience
Many people are reactionary;
Not reflective, let alone revolutionary.
Too enmeshed in a Universe
Revolving around themselves.
They interact and function
And plod along through compunction,
Hardly questioning what they're told;
Rarely considering consequences
Outside their immediacy - self-enclosed.


Bonus After-thoughts -->

I choose...
Therefore I Think,
Thus I'me Free
To bend my Will
******* my Life away
As best I can.

Enjoy your Life -->
It may be the only one you have...or it may not.

I live in the moment;
Running freely, half-cocked;
A poofteenth of an idea
And I'm off with the pixies;
Chasing my tail, trying to nut-out
A niggly-niggardly issue unresolved,
That stumps or annoys the Earth's
Best representatives in a speciality.
Whether I'll end at an adequate
Conclusion is anyone's guess.

Bonus After-thoughts -->

I'm programmed
to generalise for
simplicity's sake.

I'm FREE
I'm FINE
And this FUGGLY-DUCKLING
Could possibly be DIVINE
(OR Delusional - Take your pick).

Some people are stuck in their ways;
Too pig-headed, head-in-the-sand;
Determined to bend the World to their will.
It's frustrating to converse openly;
They'll talk and argue and go red
'Cause their adamant their view is right,
Regardless of the facts on the ground.
Stick-in-the-mud, buried in belief;
Welded and wedded to out-dated faiths
About what it means to live today.