Old cobbles, irregular moss between.
Some lifted as natures reclamation puts it's mark beneath them.
Roots splitting their pretty pattern.
Trees being trees.
The tram lines polished tops dazzle me as an early spring sun tries to make an appearance.
Enhanced by the light glistening on the droplets of water on my glasses.
I didn't notice that yesterday.
Cold east wind bites as the ferryboat blows it's horn.
Each captain different in tone remimding me I'm home.
The dark grey sea churning as the ferry fights its way to Liverpool.
Each day the same just different in small detail.
How was your lunch?

Into the green grocers
Within you an appetite
You see all the attractive colours
The beautiful smells and textures have you mesmerized. Some are full juicy and large
Others bright colourful and petite
Some with unusual markings
Inviting inspection.
Yet there are others unattractive
Having a beautiful scent
A delicate skin and a taste
Oh so  sweet inside
Some are prickly to the touch
Uninviting, simply protect the goodness within
Then there's the fruit that looks good
All it's bright colours dazzle the shopper
It gives off the most alluring of fragrance
It is soft to touch yet rotten to the core
Over ripened and of no use
Which do you seek?
I mean fruit of course!
Don't I?

In December they will write of away in a manger and silent night
Trees and angels glowing bright in every home but is that right?
So what is so special about that day?
For religion long since lost its way
Commerce now rules the roost built on theology it's idioms proof
The date is now meaningless it was arbitrary in any case
For you see the date it really is a fake, I won't say the word it has no place
It's a time some feel so alone lost without a loving home
All they feel that they can do is shed this mortal coil and go
Others try to buy so much to try and earn a lover's lust
That's the point is it not?
To spend and spend till it's all gone
Materialistic self pious praise to show them you raised your game
So next year when it comes once more, your still paying for the one before
The meaning now it's totally lost If only just a pair of socks
Yet rapped with love it means much more than anything that came before
Yet there is something left inside even a cold dead heart like mine
It's the look upon a small child's face when opening gifts on that day
Or a lover wrapped in silk and lace that makes your heart beat again
So look not at December the twenty fifth to perpetuate the festive myth
For if you open up your eyes, your heart may also beat with life
Then any time, any day...
Could be the Christmas you can make
Who knows it could be every Day

Odd how faces from a past defined by others now define you
Odd they see things, you in a light more bright more in focus
Cast aside from the chains of conformity the perfectness of delusion
The false image of what is expected
So onward to tomorrow and it's dawn

Some people burn bridges just to watch the flames
Lapping at their heels in a psychotic rage
Hypnotised by the colours like rage in their heart
Destroying it all the bad and the good all gone
Reduced to chared timbers no way to walk back
Have you any idea of your chaos inside
So go burn those bridges and laugh at the flames
Don't swim back to me the shores blown away

The season of the unwanted approaches
The forced meets the prolonged meals
The vapid remarks, the family sparks
Inlaws at odds and at war
To much excess and a festive mess
Impropriety is always the norm
The works do, she touched you
You responded over the top
When it's over it becomes colder
The nuclear family's gone bang
Cases at dawn a taxi at the door
Another unwanted leaves
So before it begins think on the things
That matter and not what's offered
For a life alone no kids no home
Is all the gift you will get
If you're caught in the hall
With your hands on the maul
Say goodbye to it all
And the season of hollow soul

Being silent doesn't mean I cannot speak
Not talking because I don't have the words is not being willfully ignorant
For if one doesn't understand my silence
My words would be harder to explain
Depression is a deep emotion
Like a weight that is strapped to you
Sometimes light in mass
Sometimes heavy
So so heavy even breathing hurts
Speech imposible and a hug could, even meant well,
Simply break you
An outpouring of emotion to you can be to much to absorb, almost destructive
Your ability to feel dampened, lost
Yet unseen no matter how you battle
That is what some carry
A load they can't shed
So silently they exist.

So who do you believe the USA ?
Who say Syria gassed it's own the other day
Or Russian TV that shows rebels have their own
With Saudi labels from close to home
The bodies stretched out lifeless now
Yet less than 1% or the total dead
What changed and why and how come now ?
Is collusion evidence likely to be found
Are both sides as bad as each other
Are there horrors yet to discover
Is the west dropping bombs going to change a thing?
Or will Russia's bear wake from its sleep
Uncertain as to what's to gain
Yet Cameron demands we bomb again
When did we become the police
To try and fix the middle east
The Arabs sit and let it roll
Why?
Because they have the oil
For them it's a win whatever now
As money is all they care about

Like a chariot she thundered through
As though trying to raise a response in those ambivalent to her purpose
Contained in her own atmosphere
More rarefied than fresh air, like the boy in the bubble
Mm she knew how to use manipulation
For she treated all as though staff or fee paying of her time
Even when ****** and by virtue of decision there was never any quarter
But some, in the minority and silent
Watched her as she destroyed the lives of others
Watched and never acted nor spoke
As though inert
This is now the epitaph
The close
The passing
The bridge is crossed and the fire burns brightly
I care not to see its flames envelop her

Who do I write for a lover lost? or lover  found?
Or a passer bye? Now that's profound
Write for a wage or write for supper
It's just words from one to another
So to clear the air and set things straight
I WRITE FOR ME! Make no mistake
A naughty poet, that's not me
You must see more than I've wrote down
You twist the verse to suit your cause
But If my words stir in you a thought or feeling to think or do
Then a happy poet I shall be and hope it makes you full of glee
But if you twist my words and think your subject of their verse
Go and have a quiet word !!!
You missed the point your off the page and having your own little rage
If I wrote personally to one dear soul in private so you got it wrong.

There is in love a savagery of malapropriation
A seething anger that manifests as a cutting dig
Or passing word to hurt
Thrown out to harm in well placed execution
Often when most vulnerable and justified by misplaced emotion
"You made me"
"You don't understand"
"What dont I understand?"
Well it's neither a lack of communication or love
When an individual feels unlovable by no hand of yours
Often it's a retort to avoid discourse that has no part between you
For the discourse lies elsewhere and not with you

So I'm sat minding my own business just watching the unicorns play tagg.
Risky I know when you have a light sabre with a blown bulb strapped like a *** toy to your swede.
This old guy sits next to me an asks "Do you paint?"
Before it registers he says "All we had in common?"
I said, I have a bit but I realise I'm somewhere else.
Who do you mean I ask?
"******! of course
I then realise I'm having a chat with Winston Churchill.
The unicorns should have been the big clue it was a dream or I was dead shouldn't they.

Eyes dry he concentrates every mark a testimony
A work of art to each who call but not seen
Its personal, cat or raven
To who takes his ink
Ink is ink but only those who live ink know ink
His time he spends making amends for those who tried before
Fools with no grasp of artwork or hygiene he abhores
Inky simply does his work and ignores the fool's and ******
What you see is what you get and if it's him it's perfection
Others ink like children no skill, no direction
So dont ask a master does it hurt or does he give a dizzy
If cheap you want and Hep c, and many an infection
Then go and find a amateur to ink and go in another direction

How does she think, how does she feel, what does she see in me.

Open your door and smile please don't say a word so I may kiss you before you take a breath

Open your mind to sounds and songs you have never heard to verse that stirs emotion

May you listen may they move you


Open your eyes to places you have never seen, sights that fire your imagination

But I beg of you take me with you on your journey may I be your guide

Open your arms to embrace me. Take me to your breast so I may forget the day and long for the night. But hide from leaving you in the morn Yet miss you all the day

Open your heart let me walk in its halls share its closed rooms let us furnish them with dreams. Hang pictures that stir emotion on its walls  


Open your soul let us look out of its windows Sweep and mend its worn floors. Let us sit together upon them


Let us run in its realm burst open its shutters to warmth and light. Let us be together

In your eyes I see your warmth. Let me see your soul and your world


Look at what you see not what is there, sketch it for eternity, let me share those pictures

In your dreams take my hand lead me to your chamber,  blindfold me and undress me for I have no need of sight if you guide me

In your dreams make love to me alone. Let the world subside for I am yours alone


Let me know no other or be afraid of my emotions, let me be yours


In my dreams we two are entwined are one, melded together as ivy embraces and wraps around an oak, to reach for the warmth and light

Now close your eyes see me in your dreams


Feel inside your heart am I there


Listen in the night I whisper your name


Feel the breeze as I breathe on your neck


Let your heart race you skin tingle your body stiffen


It is surely me inside you


Now close your door turn its keys and lock me in your palace. Shut the world out for I have space for no other.

Immersed in a dream of what if and how
Lost in reality with no way out
Hanging your hopes higher than your reach
Yet walking alone on your local beach
Day after day you would say sometime soon
Soons days became weeks as your life passed you by
So no more day dreams no more hanging those hopes
Reality now must be your thoughts
Just walk with the dog on that local shore
How many tomorrows left?
Who knows, not sure
If you pass on the beach,
no need to say hi.
I will be just getting on with life

How many men walked upon the moon
Who invented the telescope
Who rode the niagra falls
Who split the atom
Who invented dynamite
What's the square root of infinity
Who's god
Stop asking questions

Morning world I'm here again
Stiff and ready to face the day
My bones and joints arnt what they were
Where are my glasses I put them there
Time for tea I'll ring the bell
You see my legs don't work to well
In she pops like a little girl
And talks to me like one as well
I'm old and grey and frail outside
My brain still ticks and works inside
I 've done most the things I tried to do
But right now I need to poo !

Nobody's perfect I do what I can
If your perfect good luck with that
Your one on your own, cream of the crop
Trouble is I think your a ****
Your brilliant with figures, that can't add up
We call it deception, you call it a job
You magotty toad you utter *******
You bought all your friendship one day it will end
Behind bars or a ditch I'm not shure witch
Who ever gets you first you horrible ****.

Some people think they have all the answers
Reality is there didn't understand the question
If there ever indeed was a question
I mean what is right or wrong
Who decides what's good for us what's not
I don't assume to know if your actions are fact or based upon fear
I dont judge yet we all lie in judgement
I don't presume any basis for decision
Yet I shall be disappointed
And that my friends is where society now takes us
Not into loving each other and seeing good
It now steers us into the unforgiving fault finding that drives us apart
That is our legacy
Our reality
Our end
We speak of humanity when we have lost all semblance of it
A future lost in propaganda and self loathing
A 1984 thirty years on
A future more akin to the war torn Europe of the *****

You left love behind
Faded dark into the night
No fire or warmth within your soul
Only cold dark days alone

A choice you made to save yourself
Ignored the pleads of those you left
Never looked back at where you've been
Drifting forward trying to be unseen

Days shorter as life's winter moves in
Their facets of memory fade away
His family just couldn't take
The fact my friend is gay

Oh Eaton floods on the bankers belt.
But there was no money for anyone else.
Farmers drowned and villages awash and no politicians gave a toss.
But now there's money for all the chaps who voted "Dave" with loads of cash.
Tarquins house is under seige and Jeremys is now waste deep.
So call the army and the navy too Tarquins pond has overflowed!
The rest of you oh sorry but!!
The frackers want your land for nought!

My whole life is numbers

Your whole life is numbers

It starts the moment you are born,
a size a weight.


They tell you have to have so many of this, so many of that


This milk, that milk.
This food, that food a balanced diet

You have to comply


This is the myth they would have us believe


But once past 12 the system leaves


It leaves the model nutritional path


Instead becomes a media plan


When a young girl diets to a size 10


The numbers they play with are nothing more


But some can't see they are just right!


OK correct a pretty sight


To some poor young minds it is so much more.


An 8 a 6 or maybe a 4


How far do you go to be just right, till it kills you?


Your born complete with all the parts


You are unique, special, a one off


Then as you grow your life it changes


As the numbers start to re arrange it


To look like her to walk like another


You sell your soul, fashion becomes your new mother.


Oh that dress only goes to 10 but I'm a 12 so diet again


That perfect body you had at birth


Is now elastic and shrinks to a skirt


You don’t eat the food you need


This new mother has you on your knees


Face in the bowl they sold you this


But its ok you’ve just been sick


You don’t have to eat the world; for a size 16 is an average girl


Look around at models galore, I wish they would smile a little more


So if someone says too fat, to thin what’s it really to do with him


If he wants twiggy or May West the go find her you total pest!


For I’ve seen the fat the tall the thin the small the black the yellow the pink


It’s just one thing that makes me smile


Yes it’s the woman who’s inside


So if you’re a guy and don’t agree
You will never deserved the woman your'e with

My ***** have dropped
My legs are stumpy
My face is drooling as well!
My nose is running down my face
I'm potbellied too
My clothes don't fit
My hair is gone
I'm freezing off my **** !
My eyesight is crap
I can't hear a thing
Lets face it folks
If I wasn't snow
I'd be on Jeremy Kyle!
With 15 kids and a wife that sleeps around
Thank Christ I'm gone when the sun comes out and she doesn't take me home!

One potato
Two potato
Three potato
Four
The whole friging bag rolling round the floor
Under the car and into the road
Supermarket bag full of holes

I wonder what you think of as you sleep, Bond ! Cloony or little me.
Whose Arms do you imagine hold you tight when your eyes close and hide the light.
Do you dream of passion or prose love or embrace?
Can you remember when dawn brings it's kiss.
As you shower and dress and sip your tea do you still think of me.
Off to work the radio on as you heard your favourite tune did you remember the night we where alone.
Did you get to work and meet your friends your mind still in the weekend.
Do you check your phone for a random text to see if I'm thinking still of the night you gave your all to me.
As you eat your roll and pass the time can you still feel me holding you tight?
530 now and your off home will I be there or thou be alone.
All day I've thought of nothing more than to kiss you as you arrived home..
To take your coat and kiss your lips and undress you with my fingertips.
Run my tongue across your neck and kiss your lips and make you shake.
But neither of us have ever kissed and we both dream and simple bliss.

Hit and miss who you get
To make your toast and fry your egg
A welcome smile or a caustic whit
Oi! You what sauce with it?
The minutes pass they come and go
Morning smiles to those they know
But if a stranger wanders In  the entertainment
It begins!
The double act at Evergreens is something
You really have to see
From start to finish from bread to filling
They take apart the poor unwilling
My toast and egg she hands to me
He's stood shaking like a leaf
I smile and say have a nice day
As she scurries off more food to make

Grow old with me for the best in us is yet to be.
Walk with me, close by my side, not in front or steps behind.
Hold my hand when you feel afraid, I'll embrace you tight until dangers passed.
Watch the lines grow upon my face, watch my hair turn silver grey.
Look for me when you open your eyes, know I'll always be at your side.
But most of all when our time is done, when our days are short and our lives have run.  Know in all I've said and done that for me you were the only one.

A mythical man you strung up high
Made him a crown and pierced his side
Nailed his feet and his wrists as well
Promising we'll burn in hell
Then took him down and wrapped him up
Weeped and wailed entombed him up
Then to your surprise out he popped
Hey I'm back believe it or not!
Judas you **** you grassed me up
Well I'm of to see my dad
All be good
Cos I'll be back
If he came now we'd lock him up
You couldn't make this **** up!!

Two strapping squadies sat on a tank
Both just been for a sly ham shank
One called Peter one called Paul
Both rather partial to the others smalls

Along came the Sgt he didn't want to play
Went and told the CO he thought they were gay
Along came the MPs in their red hats
Dragged them to the guard house quick as a flash

Now a court martial and public ridicule
The Sgt said the showers where not safe at all
A dishonerable discharge for being a ***
Being a soldier was all that they had

Twenty years latter we now go to war
You love a man or woman even three or four
The Army doesnt care if you play the rear flank
So long as you can shoot to ****
Or drive a Tommy tank

Well that was then and this is now
Many came back from another gulf war
Hounded like prey by the lawyers of today
For doing exactly what the CO says

So sign up Peter sign up Paul
Do what you like with you best friends smalls
But for heaven's sake be you John or Jane
DON'T SHOOT ANYONE IN THE GOVERNMENTS
NAME!!

Light flashes reflecting of the windows bouncing on the ice
The snow caught in its beam thicker now like down floating on the breeze
The sound of the Ice cracking under foot the unsure footing, tremulous with each step
All around me slip and slide trying to get some purchase to make it home
Cars trace a path but harder by every inch as the cold bites
  home now feel the warmth of the air and as my face comes back to life.
Goodnight snow until tomorrow

I know a girl called Ruby
Whose little sister is quite groovy
Her name is Eva and she shouts and screams!
Makes us want to disappear!
Ruby always winds her up till she screams
Then gets told off
But Eva has a secret weapon
When she sees Rubys least expecting
There comes a pong without a sound
A trouser cough? A silent pop?
Oh my god she's done a boff!
Run for cover she's let one off
Or was it mummy?
Oh blame the dog!

One two three four counting tiles on the wall
Do I do it in consciousness or subliminal
After all I put them there! I know how many already
We think the strangest thoughts, daydreams of simply bored
What if Shrodinger had a dog and Pavlov a cat
Would science be different for that?
Did man really walk on the moon or was it a desert soundstage?
Can air brushed looks ever replace a memory of another's face
Do dogs bark because they can? Or are we to thick to understand
I dont know I I don't speak dog or human sometimes for that matter
If I had religion with god I could natter
As I don't and never will I'll count more until I'm done
Five six seven eight

Is this now the time alone we dwell upon our past
Mull over with the precision of a watchmaker the mistakes we made
The back and forth of thoughts of what might have been
If only we took the leap of faith
If we followed our heart not our head
If we gave ourselves a chance
If we trusted that other
It is that time

Hidden behind the mask of today
I didn't have a word to say
A stranger enfered all was false
And walked away in a huff
White rabit was clearly off his cake
His OCD had wrecked his head
Pinochio the lying *****
Wishes his nose was his ****
But its all a joke and you can't fix
The fairy tales that other's speak
Gaffer tape can stop the noise
A baseball bat will halt the cause!

Hung upon every word
Clinging to every vowel
Each consonant a thrill
A big word simply tingling
Speak of the universe
He became the centre
The fixation of her purpose
He could have looked like Quasimodo
It wouldn't have mattered she wanted his brain
The intelligence aroused her
It filled the intellectual void
Being seen with brains made her weak
Weak with desire, hunting, stalling her prey
The next to consume
He oblivious to her twisted needs
Believing she loved him
She loved only his mind
The rest, the *** the games ?
All a part of the need
Her symptomatic sapiophilic ritual
She's out there now
Listening...
Waiting.....
For her next mark

You said you had a bucket list
I laughed and smiled
I pictured an orange one at your side
A yellow one for posh days. A red one today !
A Silly thought now it won't go away.
I have written for years under a pen name
Something just seeds me to write now and then
It then kind of struck me that it's not quite as mad
As when where children a bucket we had!
From sandpit to garden and beach holiday
It went with us always as well a *****.
So send me a picture, from each of you trips
With you beautiful smile and your bucket In it!

Did the earth move for you ?
Or just the headboard shake ?
Was it physical and rough enough ?
Do you have the scars today ?
Did she tie you up and slap you ?
Stuff things up your *** ?
Normality has fled your world
Your nothing but alone
Was it one more notch to add
To a catalogue of *****
A series of liaisons payment just to *****
You hurt all those who loved you
Not a thought of their emotions
You threw it all away
You have no concept of loving
I despise what you've become
I sleep alone at night
Because of what you've done
Now you carry on your madness
A cancer eats at you
I want a gentle lover
Who holds me in the night
It's hard for me to find him
You left me cold inside

I walked into the lounge
I wore almost nothing
Fishnets and heels
But HALO was pumping

Next night I  was naked
The candles scented the air
But grand theft auto
Kept him in his chair

I tried it all
Favourite food and beer
But he was a soldier
In an internet dream

One day he came home
I was not there!
I was with another
And game on, oh yes!

So Xbox or play station
Nintendo or pc
When I say it's bedtime
You best listen to me!

All we want we see in the future
All we have is the present
All we need is to understand our past
All we can be is ourselves

Monday was busy
So I put it of till tomorrow night
Tuesday brought unexpected news
So I couldn't get it done
Wednesday came, and passed
I was so ******* I simply forgot
Thursday was manic as the ending of the week
Then the children to entertain
Friday I had a meeting and emails to send
before I knew it I was playing daddy again
Saturday we went to the beach made castles and laughed
The day was gone in a blink of an eye opportunity lost
Sunday I washed ironed and cleaned a weekend as many have been
Then in a flash Monday was back and I still didn't have time to tell you
I didn't find time to say I loved you
I didn't make time to do it
Then time had passed
So had you and I
like so many loves we blew it.
Taken for granted on both of our stances
That love didn't need to be spoken
Tell that to a soul who's asleep on her own
A heart needlessly broken
So remember today in some kind of way even if it's only a hug
Tell them how special they are in your life
Make time to say you love them
Before it's to late to say anything

I would like to write about press censorship and regulation
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Thankyou
For nothing

I wish I could choose which dreams to remember
Cast the others away and forget
Do the same for memories, to take away the hurt
Try to imagine a better tomorrow, a world beyond yesterday
Share a few of my feelings, knowing they're not betrayed
My dreams like life are random, simply the minds night games
There is no message or meaning, just the imagination at play
My memories are constant, until they begin to fade
When hope replaces despair and love replaces fear
Then once again I'll dance
To the tune another plays

Sign there son
You will be paid
Take the shilling
Europe awaits!
Grab your rifle
Grab your sack
Tell your mum you'll be back

Meet new friends
Palls together
All aboard and off to The Somme
They were just kids together alone

First the smell
Then the noise
Far from what you left at home
Then the shells begin to fall
Like nothing you had seen before

You're wet and cold and in a hole
Shaking with fear not the cold
Your friend just passed in a puff of smoke
His head was first, then his *****
His legs are spread across the floor

Then another explodes next to you
The smoke clears and the Sarge smiles at you
Like a statue painted red
He doesn't know he's already dead

Mother Mother! Others scream
But cries and wails no one hears
None of this can be real
You're just a boy and soiled with fear


Fifty years past then more
At night you still hear the screams and cannons roar
Like yesterday but years before
It didn't end all the wars

They made a sequel a bigger cast
Not your turn now to carry the flag
With one arm you can't do that
And your lungs still burn from the gas

Once again the generals cried
"Come on lads, we need you now, come and sign the Sgts form"
But was Tommy on the top once more?
Or did they use anothers name, to sign your precious lives away.

When oh when will all the madness end
For The Somme took away your friends
Only poppys now remain
Over fields where Britains youth lies slain

Staring at the fire with the thoughts of you
They grow stronger the more I do
Looking deeper into the flames I see your face
there again
The flames flicker as the dawn draws closer
But your nowhere now, your not here.
The fire burns and the flames die down
Awake all night and now I'm tiered
Outside the snow falls thick and deep
For now I must sleep
Afternoon and Awoke the fire burns bright and warm
Can't see her face the image gone
The smell of breakfast fills the room as now she's home
Come to bed my lover your night shift done

The UN doesn't like Kim Jong Uns  posture
I was more aghast at his hair sweetie
So 1950s