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May 2018 · 88
Animals
Karl Tomkins May 2018
An animal is
Something that kills without reason
Something that attacks without warning
Something that is ether alone or in packs
Something that attacks those that aren’t like them
Humans are Animals
Apr 2018 · 201
A Special Mother
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
A laugh on a warm day
A well played tennis game
A simple tulip flower
Brings a smile in the darkest hour

A tower of strength
A battle fought so gracefully
A sentence said in final clarity
Keeps you ever dear to me

A stretch of beach
A life lesson
A memory that's always near
Of A special Mother who's always there
Apr 2018 · 136
Anzac Day
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Sons and daughters of New Zealand Soil
Buried far away in strange lands
We stand here at dawn on this day
In the towns where you grew up but never grew old
To remember you and your sacrifice
You did not grow old so we could
Apr 2018 · 153
Not All Wounds Bleed
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
An old man sits in his Reclining chair
Silent and still as a windless day
He looks out the window
To a time and a land far away
He remembers the constant state of fear
He remembers the death that was there
Letters from a sweetheart in a foreign language
That laid strewn across the ground
After he killed a young man that looked just like him
His screams and cries keep him awake sometimes
He remembers his mates Jim and Jack
Who never made it back
He still can’t talk about the hit Jim took
Jack they couldn’t find all the pieces
They say he was lucky he came back unscathed
Or did he?
Apr 2018 · 159
The Dash or The Heart?
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
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This small line is what defines your life
It knows nothing about social boundaries
It does not care about your race
Whether you were gay or straight.
Whether your life was happy or sad
Whether you were good or bad
It’s the dash between life and death

      <3
This is what defines your memory
It’s the kind word you said
The smile you gave
The help given when you were tired
The advice you gave or the shoulder to cry on
The heart you gave to others
It’s the place you hold in another’s heart
I wrote this thinking of my Grandmother. She took her life well before I was born. I never knew her personally all I ever knew was a face in a picture and a name. A few years ago I was looking at buying a home and I met the real estate agent at the address and we got talking. I handed him my name and he said I remember that name are you related to Phyllis. I replied yes and he recounted about when he was young he remembered her coming in to by groceries in the store where he worked. That conversation told me instantly what she was like the fact that forty years had past and he still remembered her fondly.
Apr 2018 · 148
Whats Better?
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
The poor man wants the mansion
                    The rich man wants a shack
                          The poor man wants a princess
                                     The rich man just wants a girl
                                     The poor man wants to be a rich man
                                                              The rich man wants to be poor
Apr 2018 · 144
Hello My Old Friend
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
THE DARK CLOUDS ROLL IN
MY MOOD DEFLATES
HELLO MY OLD FRIEND
THE DARKNESS WITHIN
IT’S BEEN AWHILE
I THOUGHT YOU HAD GONE
IF ONLY

YOU’VE COME TO TORTURE ME
CHANGE MY THOUGHTS FROM HAPPY DREAMS
TO A WORLD WITHOUT ME
WHAT A EASIER LIFE THAT WOULD BE
I MOURN FOR LOST LOVE
DREAMS NEVER REALISED
WITH PEOPLE I NEVER TRULY KNEW

THE THINGS YOU’LL SAY TO ME
WILL HAUNT MY MEMORY
“YOU’RE WORTHLESS”
“YOU’RE UGLY”
“YOU’RE WEAK”
“NO ONE WILL EVER TRULY LOVE YOU”
THESE THINGS I’LL REMEMBER FROM TIME TO TIME

THE DARK CLOUDS ROLL BY
MY MOOD SOARS
GOODBYE MY OLD FRIEND
THE DARKNESS WITHIN
TILL WE MEET AGAIN
sorry for the caps felt like this was a poem that needed
Apr 2018 · 177
Dark New World
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
When you left me mum my old world came to an end
there is darkness in this new world
the sunshine that was you is gone
a world without your laughter is cold
Your smile a beacon extinguished
my footsteps are unsure
in this dark new world
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Little Johnny took his life last night because him and his girlfriend got into a fight. She said I want us to be over and he found solace at the end of a revolver. Now she’s crying by his coffin saying she still loves him. Things would have been ok in a day or two if they had of talked like adults   do. All the adults will say he had his whole life ahead of him.

Young Chloe reads her last text then takes a hand full of pills. Her so called friends that sit there at the cemetery say that wasn’t the intent of calling her a pig in her prom dress. Never mind about the thousands of messages they’ve sent before telling young Chloe she’s a *****. All the adults will say she had her whole life ahead of her.

Young Jim got this Skyline for his birthday he’s been driving for a year or so. He thinks it’s awesome doing skids. till he looses control and hits the pole that was hid. His friends that sit in the little church that cheered him on say it was all over in a sec man what a wreck. All the adults will say is he had his whole life ahead of him.
I wrote this piece manly because in New Zealand we have such a huge youth suicide culture that still isn’t getting fixed as well as young people in cars way to fast for what they can handle. Yet nothing gets done
Apr 2018 · 212
Regrets are Gambles
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Regrets are gambles you’ve taken that didn’t pay off.
I’ve gambled a lot in life and lost.
I put my chips on money instead of love. I’ve got the cash and she walked off.
I once took a hand of selfishness over a hand of time with a loving mother.
Now I’ve laid that loving mother to rest.
Regrets are gambles that didn’t pay off but don’t go bust on love
I’m not entirely sure there isn’t another 20 things I could but these will do
Apr 2018 · 142
Hate Hurts {} Love Heals
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Hate is a gunshot it’s loud, it shakes you, and it burns inside.
Love is a ray of sun it’s silent, it calms you, and it warms you.
Hate Hurts Love Heals
Apr 2018 · 213
Tui Bird
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Hey Mr Tui Bird where do you go?
I wish I was like you.
Able to fly away across a sky so blue.
Maybe then she'd smile at me too.
The way she smiles at you.
Sometimes animals have it so good
Apr 2018 · 168
Your Smile
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
Your smile is one thing
that can turn darkness to light
let your smile shine out
Apr 2018 · 251
She's Just A Woman
Karl Tomkins Apr 2018
She dances easy and slow, you’re transfixed by her movement.
That painted faced fallen angel with the intoxicating perfume.
Will start hammers pounding in your skull
She’ll sell you the lies you want to hear
For a while you’ll be the only man she’s ever known.
You’ll fall for the name that was never hers.
She’ll take advantage of the pain while making it dissipate.
She’s not a dream, she’s not an angel or the devil.
She’s just a woman making her way in this world.
With what the world gave her.
Everyone has to make there way in this world in whatever way we can. Sometimes the people we look down on we should be looking upto
Mar 2018 · 152
Soldier Boy
Karl Tomkins Mar 2018
Dear Mother

I shot another man today.
With a bullet a sent him on his way.
I went numb a thousand men ago.
Their faces haunt me when I try to sleep.
soldier that’s my occupation
A soldier Boy sending boys like me to their graves.
Lord have Mercy on the soul of this soldier boy.
Mar 2018 · 176
Anywhere with you
Karl Tomkins Mar 2018
I want to smell again the fresh cut grass of the fields of southland.

I want to taste again the salt on my lips as I walk out of the ocean on Hanalei beach.

I want to see again the ruins of past civilisations in Rome.

I want to hear again the soulful blues busker singing his heart out on Beale st.

I want to feel again the cool fresh water of a mountain stream

But if I can never do any of these things again. I want to be anywhere with you.
Mar 2018 · 112
Now They Love You
Karl Tomkins Mar 2018
The band strikes up
As you start heartbreak hotel
Your Left leg starts to jiggle
They say you’re evil because you wiggle

Did You know what you’d become?
A king without a kingdom
A legend before your death
Like the songs you delivered with your last breath

Were you ready to go?
Did you see it coming?
The day that left the whole world wondering

The band winds down
As you sing can’t help falling in love
They say we let our profits go to waste
Now they love you
I was always a fan of Elvis Presley more as a human being. I tried to write something that honoured him
Karl Tomkins Mar 2018
The dawn cracks as the majestic artillery ceases its roar.
I sit in a trench that once sustained life.
A boy in men’s clothes, watching and waiting.
The whistle sounds that puts my heart in my throat, as fear rolls across my body.
I climb the 20 foot ladder in seconds, over the top rifle at the ready.
I’ll do my part for king and country.
As I look across the writhing and moaning muddy hell.
The barking of machine guns reach my ears.
With the sound of steel bees whizzing past my head I run past the barbed wire nest that protects our trench.
As I sprint with a scream in my voice, a fear in my heart and heroics running through my brain.
I see the enemy close yet a 1000 miles away.
Suddenly the world goes quiet, slows, my legs fail and I fall to the embrace of the mud.
Another lost son to the heavenly hell of Passchendaele
I Wrote this thinking about my Great Grandfathers and the hell they went through in World War 1

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