throughout the course of history
men have fought wars
over religion and territories
in these modern days
of enlightenment
still man has a fighting bent
his dark side
e'er upon the world
brings torment
the gun he employs
to garner authority
o'er lands and o'er seas
the Torah
the Koran
the Bible
shall voice their stories
of harmony
yet within their followers
hearts lie the seeds
of endless tyranny
the population of the world
live in perilous dread
of wars which leave
their kin folk dead
a new dawn on Earth
may never come again
should men of conflict
not abstain
ominous signs
are appearing
in the gulf region
religion and territories
are playing on the out of control
carousel
a nuclear mushroom cloud
is omnipresent
on the planet's orb
time
ticks
a pace
will man
not heed the song sheet
of a peace accord

the alimony money
keeps me
warmer
than you ever did
it keeps
me toasty warm
every folding quid

you never stayed
at home
to pour your love
on me
these days
it's so grand
being enfolded
in your money

it was a D Day
in the divorce court
you had to pay me
a big payout
for all those years
you'd been
playing about

I sleep the sleep
of the thankful
that indeed I do
with the cash recompense
which fell
so rightfully due

looking back on those times
when my man
wasn't at my side
he was chasing
other skirts
being most untrue
to his bride

my heart is comforted
at the amount of dough
I possess
such a substantial sum
of happy redress

honey your alimony money
makes my life so so sunny

stinging like a bee
stinging like a bee
nothing can beat ,my southpaw spree
my southpaw spree
stings like a bee
stinging, stinging, stinging
like a bee
nothing can beat, my southpaw spree

the punches I'd throw
the punches I'd throw
they'd pummel, from the get go
from the get go
from the get go
the punches I'd throw
pummeled my foe

I'm Ali the king
I'm Ali the king
my gloves produced, magic in the ring
the magic I'd produce, in the ring
was so thrilling
thrilling the magic
I'd produce in the ring

around my waist
around my waist
a champion's, belt was placed
placed around my waist
the belt of a champion
the title I won
the title I won
it made me, the heavy weight champion

solitary
standing removed
from all others
less than alluring
marked
with the ravages
of time
outwardly
these are the features
she indicates

years have passed
withdrawn
her doors
have remained
to ordinary men
her inner walls
remaining obtuse
to them
undeserving
were their observances

her interior walls
are stirring
staying concealed
wonder is alive
inwardly she primes
her time has come
she is select
to one man

that man looks
at her features
he is awestruck
his eyes are forced
seemingly bewildering
her aspect

he draws closer
her structure
he calculates
baffling entrancing
she assumes power
her vestibule
opens
to engage
with him

to-day I had a lot of washing to do
as I'd let it pile up and accrue
there were shirts and sweaters galore
and socks quite literally by the score

it is always a pleasure
to empty one's laundry hamper
as it makes one feel
like a satisfied camper

with it all been done
and up to date
I can sit down
to cogitate

broken into pieces
smashed to smithereens
her heart so badly fractured
by a man so mean

he told her he loved her
but yet he told a bold faced lie
and she was left without
a dry eye

an aching pain
she carried for a long time
he'd been untrue to her
his love for her was a mere pantomime

an affair with another woman
had him enthralled
she had this married man
at her beck and call

night after night
alone in utter despair
she had no husband
there to give of his loving care

their relationship
crumbled into a thousand parts
broken and destroyed
is her agonized heart

a martial named Zurdidoit was flying
over the Earth just the other day
and his antenni were tuned into what
the airwaves did say

world leaders at Glasgow are
adopting green guidelines
to save the world's population
from higher emission bines

he thought to himself aren't
these earthlings a dumber than dumber lot
for they've not yet invented a miraculous  
energy providing plot

Zurdidoit was of the opinion
that fossil fuels must not be thrown out
by humankind who require
supplies of them being about

amid the dross treasures
can be
unearthed
whereby they are repurposed
and
rebirthed
  
just think of those many
items you've tossed in the
trash
not giving a thought as
to how they could
rehash

gems are discovered neath
the piles of
*******
and collectors bring them
back to life with a
refurbish

a mixed bag*
is the odd weather for to-day
a mixed bag
the fast wind whirling its south swag
in minutes changing to calm sway
quite the spectacle on display  
*a mixed bag

yet again the sound
of guns fire
they fire in fits of ire
the guns aren't silenced  
of their tragic sound
the guns issue
volley on volley of rounds
we hear them from afar
we hear them at close range
they're firing across
the Ukraine
they're firing in Iraq
yet again
the guns shall keep firing
to the regret of us all
the guns seemingly
can't be forestalled

an amnesia
has taken over the brains
of the firing men
when will they from
the gun abstain

an ambrosia of love
permeated the
air
lovers captivated by
its beautiful
fair

two souls tasting the
oneness of love's
romance
a close combination
to the alluring
dance

hearts sharing a profound
link of
emotion
the fruits of love
conferring deep
devotion

ever savouring love's
bouquet so
divine
a harmony of such
satiating
entwine

an ambrosia of love
permeated the
air
lovers captivated by
its beautiful
fair

magpies burble their liquid caramel sound
cattle move slowly restricted to ground
creeks ****** by gurgling through rocks
mist whispers gently through dripping tree tops

from the verandah faces north-west
grey blue and white move westward in peace
south-east is filled with dull leaden grey
promising more wet as was yesterday

low pasture green in clover for winter
creatures now fat through drought now no whimper
hope for the damp to stay until spring
in wonder again reborn everything

a richness of hue diverse to the eye
odor and taste of this freshness of sky
autumn's rich carpet red gold and green
dark brown earth the best ever seen

a handful of this early of morn
held to the face from it we're born
such baseness and scent almost a touch
of where life came from a wonder is such

cool moist this air is cleaner nowhere
breath hangs in puffs strolling no care
where else to be the Burrapine clime
will do for me the rest of my time

an azure hue
presides over our bush patch
an azure hue
such an imposing shade of blue
brilliant the colour in dispatch
of its resplendence there's no match
an azure hue

to foresee a massive catastrophe
catastrophe and its associated calamity
calamity destruction and vast devastation
devastation in a massive catastrophe

the seas swelling to magnitude great
great their height of mountainous proportions
proportions which are awesome to espy
espy the magnitude of the seas

volcanoes erupting spewing forth much lava
lava flows uncontrollably over the lands
lands burning in the lava fire which doesn't subside
subside the fire will not

buildings in cities and rural locales shaking
shaking and rattling tectonic plates impacting
impacting on man's planet, tremors felt far and wide
wide the expanse of the Earth's shaking

men, women and children affected by the catastrophe
catastrophe foretold in ancient text
text which we've perused from time to time
time to refresh our modern day minds

man can't circumvent the immensity which shall unfold
unfold the catastrophe shall to our sight
sight the calamity and its associated ruin
ruin which is foreseen in ancient text

as we're celebrating
with family and friends
on Christmas day
give a thought to nations
who are in the fife
of a destructive flay

there will be no peace
all harmony unkempt
the tones of happiness
in these lands exempt

munitions reining down
terror in every street
the frightened war weary
caught in a violent cleat

the wailing of innocent children
the grieving heart of a mother
humanity lost in the woods
the planet's brotherhood in smother

and the joys of Christmas
we'll have to share
yet there will be places on our orb
dowsed with pain and despair

Syria and Iraq
those trouble riven territories
where there is an ongoing
legacy of animosities

merry and mirthful
shall be our Christmas day
but let us not forget war torn countries
far beyond our homeland's bay

an innocent little girl
violated
by grotesque men
their sullying hands
put upon her
such deeds
deserve a punishment
most severe
she so angelic
she so dear
her innocence
stolen away
the horror of what she's been through
shall stay indelibly marked in her mind
the evil those men
did perpetrate
calls for Indian law
to bring down
a solid sentencing weight

a nocturnal ship
of silver shade sails across
the sky's dark expanse
it journeys farthest distance
on a lunar cruise

the gods of musical innovation
did gift one man
with all the talent
fifty years of his magnificence
hath graced albums and CD's
his stellar performances
can't be outdone
in the eyes of his fans
he'll always be number one
Robert Plant
hath stamped
a place in the fields
of
composing
singing
and
arranging
WOW
doesn't do him justice
nor any other word
the world of ROCK MUSIC
hath come to know
an extraordinary man
Stairway To Heaven
Lotta Love
Black Dog
so many tunes
that we've come to love
the seed of his mastery
shall play ever so
brilliantly

a beacon bright
shines in her deep heart
for she is a woman
with amity to impart

if consolation is needed
she'll always be there
to lift the heavy mind
of its despair

her character
is the finest around
she is dependable
and ever so sound

there is no better person
she's first rate
one is so fortunate
to have her as a mate

she's a diamond
sparkling so bright
the friendship she gives
ever holds tight

to know this woman
who's true blue
is to be in the company
of a genuine hue

can someone volunteer to help me
set up another Hello Poetry account
as I've not the know how in creating  
a second or possibly a third account

so please feel free to jot any information down
in the comment's section of this write
then I'll be able to start penning under
an additional name on the Hello Poetry site

shoulder to shoulder
and yet never more alone
our Anzac boys
strode into a dark unknown

foreign was this beach-head
awful was its face
where few of our Anzac boys
were shown God's goodly grace

in conditions dire they fought valiantly
neath our nation's banner
Private Smith, Private Jones
so too Trooper Tanner

they gave their all for freedom
on that steep unfriendly tor
some of them have bones interred
on that far off shore

yes! we will recall them
to our hearts again
those Anzac boys
who were their nations very best of friends

since this president took on
the chief's role
he's got himself a personal
minder patrol
  
these people attend to his
speech giving palm cards
and also watch if he wanders
off into other yards

no doubt he needs them
as his constant aids  
because his mental capabilities
have a shortness of lades

heaven help us all if he inadvertanly
plays with the nuclear keys
whilst his vigil are preoccupied by
frivolous duties