The rain now ends the day, washing its benality away
Sunlight never made it through cloud, only it's traces
Overcast sky prevailed today
As though the sun was refusing to come out, in protest
Between elation and desperate measures the minutes passed
Slowly as if held back this morning, an eternity
Then racing as though unable to find their feet this afternoon
Tonight I shall shut out the world and simply ponder
Examine what remains and foundations
  The dawn can wait a few hrs

Speak softly so I may listen to your words
Touch gently for your touch moves me
Sleep well for the dawn awaits you.

Oh what a sweet smile
Hides the bitter betrayal of a lover
Your effervescence is brimming
Yet behind it all you are a loveless mannequin
Happy in the world of illusion you create
Selling snake oil is just the ticket
Selling a lie, as well you live it
Image everything, built upon a lie
In a cold mansion you wither
******* the life from others

I liked this. I no longer give a toss if anyone else does
Anarchy is the new democracy????
You chose that not me.
Oh I like cake too, cheesecake to be clear
I am very fond of animals but not cats
I have a fatal attraction to the wrong type of women at the right time and the right women at the wrong time
The beach, my only saviour
Guinness has tickled my fancy as well
I am not a Tory
The point???
Is there one anymore
Go figure that yourself
But remember
When you poke a bear the bear gets angry It attacks all around not just the stupid hard left activist who poked it
Then who will help you

Running barefoot along the beach
Farting in a room before you leave
An extra cake and sod the diet
Five minutes more in bed
A couple of drinks on your own
I twitch in the pants as they pass
Lie in the bath on the phone
Music loud when alone
Because we can

Inside the child was waiting
She just needed a few drinks more
Wave goodbye to inhibition and find the dance floor
A few more and shes ready, the table yeah its next
Dancing like Coyote uglys, the tables now a stage
Not to be out done her friends are dancing to
Its party time in Oxton, the girls have had a few
Her legs look rather splendid kicking in the air
Thank heaven she remembered to wear her underwear!!

*** is dangerous!
It can bring out all manner or unfelt emotions
Drive the stolid sane of the species to acts of moral abandonment
Bereft of any sanity
There you have it
No need to thank me
Free info

Bed head hits pillow
eyes close
its great
sleep is here

Na na ma na na na na

Sodding neighbours car alarm!

I could weep

Turn the TV on but I don't want to watch it
Pick up a book I will never read
Close my eyes but sleep escapes me
As million thoughts freefall away
Its not today or yesterday or simply days before
It's the replay of life 30 yrs before
What is contentment what will stop this film
That plays in my mind when I try to sleep

Floating in a world of change its hard to see what's real or vague.
Hard to know what truth looks like in all the faces seen at night.
In dresses short and heels so high you see an image not the light.
It's a competition to compete like birds that Coo and **** all compare.
Soils the image that you see a true portrait of the real.
A work in progress unfinished raw that needs to be formed a little more.

So who is there?
Who owns the voices?
Are they within or without?
Do they exist at all?
Do they live?
If so in this plane or another
Are they a sonic holography?
Simply echoes of others in another place
Past present and future all together
All I'm the same instant
All talking
So who is there?

Flames burn where there is no fire, when one loves but lacks desire.
The racing hearts that fire the blood, only to make one night of lust.
When fingers twisted and palms held tight.
When sighs are murmured and souls ignite.
When shouts of pleasure fill a room, Is it love or lusts soulful tune.
When abscent from you do you feel your heart race?
Your heart goes faster as you see their face.
A photograph of one not there.
Does that define how much you care?
When no word from them is spoken, when silence is all you have.
Is that when its over, if it ever began.
So who you think of reading this, is that the face you long to kiss.
Is that the soul that draws to you, becons, calls, oh please be true.
If there again when you awake, that picture in your mind again.
Then did you tell them?
Do they know?
Another day, lost alone.
So seize the day the cold cliche that's yelled as men go into battle
Is no longer what our souls need, this fights more nocturnal.
Embrace the night and hold her tight, If only in your dreams.
For when you wake the daylight brings the dawn of many things.

Works of love
Words of hate
Works of pleasure
Words of pain
Works of life
Words in death
Works of fear
Words of regret
Works of healing
Words of peace

All works are words
Oh how you all write
HP and Anthology
Works given flight

It's not a person or what she sees that makes a twitch between her knees.
A gentle rub a closet pressure can make her lips rub together
Once she's off a little moist then a thought is uppermost
Where oh where today can mystery man get me laid
In the park or on the stairs
With or without my underwear
From behind to start or end
Imagination is her friend
Of to the loo she must pop
To finish off her sacred spot.
Returns to desk with inner warmth as shes just strumed and now is calm.

Rhiana has nothing on her
She's seen more brollies than any girl
From those that fit in your bag
To the weapons used by old hangs!

Every style you could ever want
To keep the rain off of your bonce
Be they flowers, black or hello kitty
They turn to her when the weather's ******

Now her day it flies when the weathers crap
But in her evenings, something lacks..
She seeks a man with a wooly face
To hold her hand and walk in the rain
Under her umbrella with that special fella x

Dionysius was a clever king
For about power and fear he knew some things
As Damocles wanted more, and so he offered him his throne.
So to sit in power has it's price, for power also has a darker side
Damocles had to choose
Everything or look a fool.
For paried up above his head
The kings sword on a single hair
One hair to hold it in it's place
A risk Damocles could not face
For the king knew of power and fear
Their anxiety In darker hours
For pain also comes with power
Cicero wrote of this tale of how fate plays its game
For love to life, fear to joy, we all have our own sword
A single horse hair held his aloft
What holds yours and at what cost

Is there a place lost emotion goes?
To talk to sorrow and loose its soul.
A place where love's favours, labours and graces lost.
A place where hearts are tossed to rot.
Or am I so cold I no longer see any feeling left in me.
No place for a spark or thought to grow.
No fertile flesh no inner glow.
Does it fade away or leak like blood ?
Or evaporate like cold breath does.
My words for once are not a muse I ask a favour of all of you.
Look around at every face, look in their eyes and see that place.
Not the false smile or shielded eyes look behind and peer inside!
Can you see their essence there or a dead bewildered broken stare.
Look closely now and take your time for you won't get a second chance.
For some it is there last chance to smile before depression takes their life. Decision made??
There or not its you who now decides their lot.
Be cruel? Condemn a soul today or smile and give them hope to stay......

When a lover leaves they tear away a piece of you as they walk away
They leave a wound with jagged edges where love once filled the space
The edges ragged torn and sore never heal as before
That in turn shrinks and wains until a void remains
It's irregular shape and depth unknown is unique to each one
It heals in time and the pain subsides just the void left behind
The problem comes when you try to fill it, as anothers love won't fit into it
It's un mapped un charted not off the shelf, it can't be filled by just anyone.
So start your quest or wait and see if someone's there to fit complete

I once believed a woman in seamed stockings could make me do anything.
Once a woman in them made me do many things.
Now I have nothing.

I'm sorry I listend for so long to a voice that was never ever wrong. Who never could apologise and so I began to truly despise. Your every word, your sideways glance you gave no decent soul a chance. Self appointed, head of your state made by others who you berate. Your heart is dead your blood runs cold and all your friends kiss your back hole they couldn't kiss the one In front as that dried up a long time ago. So am I bitter or just twisted ? NO ! For me it was time to go. Your poison leeches into those who are good and eats away at their moral worth. I'd wish thou well but you have it all, you probably grew a set of ball's. Farewell adios and good bye from me. I'd rather f@@k a thorny tree!

When you say you have been to hell and back whose hell?  Yours  or mine?
The journey there in different lives on different paths and at different times
The hell you have is self created as you never looked at getting free
You never looked at getting out you stayed so comfortable and yet so sad
Tight liped and smiles for all to see though inside broken piece by piece.
I'm So far away from home and I don't know where home is anymore
Screaming from my soul but you can't hear a word

My mimd simply floats on a sea of unused unspoken thoughts

Hello Mr Moon can we chat?
I hope you don't mind are you ok with that?
You see at night I simply don't sleep I lie here alone
There's only you to talk to as you shine into my room
I wonder what it felt like the day we came to you
Landed on your surface and walked all over you
Ragged around in buggies and had a round of golf
Then packed and left our *******, then we blasted off
I'd rather think your cheese as we all are told as kids
Than Monsanto or Exxon go visit you as well
I know you don't hear me my bright shiney friend
But good night Mr Moon until we meet again

You reach the stage in life where you sit.
You just sit, and wonder.
You wonder how the hell you got there.
Where or which turn you took was the wrong or right.
If indeed any where?
Who is to say what's right what's wrong.
Indeed who wrote the rules?
An immaculate fool.
I can't change my yesterday's or arrange my tomorrow's.
I simply sit on the ride you call life and follow its turns.
Some like a pleasure ride some like the scariest at a theme park.
You don't know which it will be till the day starts.
Or if you will just sit till it's days end.

Look in front of you at the waves
Imagine this
Every molecule of water you see
Yes every one has always been here
Be there one or many
Always there
Cast a message in a bottle it will float
Make a wish for another on a droplet
One day it will fall as rain on another continent
Or fall as a tear
For it is eternal like the sun

Todays the day to change a life
Go outside and feel alive
Don't let a fool hold you back
Or waste anymore of your life
Go and do something for you alone
Don't be beholden to another's tune
When they listen to the song another sings
Don't wait until they call your name
When they call
Be far away

Oblivion at one end
A life dedicated to be medicated
The other
A void of lost thoughts like a black hole
Mad all you can do is watch
Watch as the pills control them
Prozac now flows through their veins
Never the same person again

I sat
The only sound was the water
Lapping at me
Wave upon wave
Higher each time
Cold yet comforting
Time to go
A last supper of Jack Daniels
Then bounding through the water
You came
Stuck your slobbering tongue in my face
Snapped me out of it
A walk home
Wet
Alive

You look at an old house
She sees a haunted house
You look at a card board box
She sees a house
You look at a the old fort
She sees a princesses castle
You look in the mirror and see old
She looks at you and sees daddy
We had those eyes once
The boundless imagination
Everything was an adventure
Nothing was impossible
Try looking with them again

Hold your child as though they are the world

Be humbled by their actions

Amazed by their innocence

Proud of their endeavours.

Yet let them spread their wings

There is nothing they won't succeed in.

Always more
Always more
Always more and more and more
Until you have nothing left to give
Then like packaging
Discarded

It is ethereal
A start and an end
We can never be precise as to where exactly
Nor can we measure its mass or volume
We just move with it
Within it
and notice its passing.

Confirmation of what I thought
Although I breath I'm just like Mort
Walk the earth day after day
A swinging brick keeps my pace
I don't blame others for my decent
I live in Dantes circled hell
I've lost count of which circle I'm in
No longer trying to reason it
The minutes hrs days the weeks
None belong in truth to me
We squeeze as much as we possibly can
Then the clock stops, goodbye my friends
So check and measure those vital signs
Just don't come and ask to ever check mine
Zombies are not the living dead
It's those who live within their heads

We are all a work in progress.
For some never completed.
For others prefabricated to make do.
If I saw you today would you know me tomorrow?
Or pass me by in the street?
Indignant to my existence
We are all just pieces in another's self build.
Remnants of what's been demolished before.
So when you see someone incomplete are you the missing block?
Or the reason they had to rebuild.
Prefabricated
layers of dreams held together by little, often nothing.
The dreams that formed reality are nothing of substance only the rivets of our hearts.

I guess if you stare at a problem long enough you can just end up stareing !
It won't go away, neither will it magically fix itself.
Ask is it your problem for a start?
If not does it need looking at
If not walk away for you have enough to stare at

Buy a computer it's like a baby
It has a bios I guess we do to
You can load both with info
Good or bad
You only get out what you put in
Remember that when you blame a child

The Christians came
Our God sent us!
Were on a crusade just killing stuff
If you don't have a Christian cross
You will have to have your head cut off

The Pope you see he ruled the world
So he thought till Jerusalem.
The Kingdom of Heaven here upon earth
Soaked in blood where Muslims fell
A holy war they said it was
****** kids so they don't grow up

All things cycle all things change
It was Allah's time once again
Saracens, butchers barbarians too
The names they gave Saladins troops

Though when the city fell to him
He gave passage to all to leave in peace
He afforded a gift no Christian did
Love and life to practice your faith

If history teaches one good thing
The hearts of men are everything
All a soul can ever be
Is deep inside you and me

The crusaders brought a holy war
To a peaceful state for a bigoted cause
A Pope who wanted lands and wealth
Nothing more nothing less

I was born an agnostic, though I knew not what one was
As a child I was taught religion, though I knew not of gods
I was indoctrinated to believe in god, but there was no evidence too be seen
As I teenager I was taught science, the proof was all around me
I began to question god, and I began to embrace atheism
I was told I was a bad person, I had no morals or faith
Yet my faith in mankind lay in all creeds not just yours
As an adult I had learnt enough to know, to know I was an agnostic
Those who believed in god believed themselves good and for that, would be rewarded in an afterlife
Those who disbelieved in god, believed in this life and practiced good
Much has been done, good and bad under the banners, in  the name of god and good
I'd rather see things done in the name of mankind
For we are mankind not godkind
We never were

She thinks it's smart
She laughs out loud
Oh do take notice
I'm here you know
Here for what?
To simply be seen
Princess of nothing
Queen of despair
You're plastic and false
Alone in your world
You have to laugh loudly
Just to be heard
No cameras no flashes
The blonde hides the grey
Dont teach these young girls
To follow your way
Oh fashion has formed you
Fashioned as what?
A cold lost pretender
Of an age now gone

There is no limit to ineptitude
No line for a fool to cross
No border no guards
Just their ability to be crass
An ability to hurt without knowledge
To destroy with no purpose
They know not of love
Only greed, avarice!
Wise men no longer lead !
Just fools with a hint of reason
But no worth
Hear me now, take heed
Tomorrow is yours and mine, not theirs
Do not let them steal it from your children
The future is unwritten
Don't let them erase your dreams

I wrote a love song for no one
No special person to hear it
But everyone who listend loved it
All saw themselves in it.

I wrote a love song for no one
I just tried to show my soul
But people just asked questions
Who was it for I wrote

I wrote a love song for no one
It was the way it ought to be
What I imagined love was
The way it should feel

I wrote a love song for no one
Just words like thoughts, mixed up
The highs and lows of wanting
The dreams of love and lust

So if you hear a love song
It may be special just to you
You can guess why it was written
But never know the truth

Plug pulled water gone
Sat semi recumbent
Now heavy no longer buoyant
Gentle popings as the bubbles disappear
This body has changed some
Not how I remember it
Not how it began
Gravity has done its evil work

Overun, past the max
Taken in to much, tipped the stack
All went well till the last straw
Then there she was on the floor
Work and play got all confused
Then she hit the *****
Didn't go **** up all at once
She looked the part and danced the dance
Then the day it all tipped the balance
Now not her or even near
Her friends don't come near
But a day at a time step by step
She rebuilds the life that she regrets

Deep within are the chared remnants of a once burning emotion
Almost elemental in structure
The flames that burned as bright as a star's corona halo
Yet faded in despair to dark emotionless remains
For many that light will burn as bright as a thousand suns
And burn for their eternity
For others all that is left are the ashes of a love
Now gone, a past
Yet understand emotions are not static
For they wax and wain as the day does
They transform as ice melts or steam rises
Fear anger love hate jealousy are but facets all of the same
Only time and place shows their current state
What is cold to you is the warmth another feels
So don't judge a love of things by your understanding
Simply understand yourself

He's nice
Quite cute
But a little bit old
He is old fashioned
Not exciting at all

Dresses smart
But not casual
He held open the door
If he was just younger
Or a few inches taller
I'd give that a whirl

Weeks later you're sat there
Listening again
To how an Adonis
Dumped her again
Why can't she meet one
One that's for keeps
When all that you are
Is all that she seeks

Chemistry, spark
All of those things
And none of them
Where you're concerned

So off on her quest
He must be out there!
He's in here you fool
In the opposite chair

She'll never realise
He'll never tell
I simply watch them
As their lifes tick away

I wandered lowly as a star, well I shopped in Ruthin in the spar!
A birthday now sneaks up on me it's 40+ oh whoopee
So what now can I expect from life, I've married divorced and been a wife!
I've ridden, fallen and paid the price and lived my bucket list like fire
My kids so far my greatest work, tried politics but full of nerds.
The parallel is simple enough they drop their stuff I pick it up.
So the world sidewalks into the abys, wear factor 50 to help with it
As carbon gas heartache earth and we all go grey and loose our worth
I opted out and moved to Wales my little family I shall save
Just one thing left I need to do ...
Find a hunk to chop some wood
One who isn't thick upstairs and makes my winter's warm as well

The stars are out up above
You wonder why the sky is up
Wonder why your down
You try to find an answer in everything that's wrong
Try to face the morning and show the world a smile
Deep inside your dying an atom at a time
Inside  you hurt like hell and no one else can see
So why's the sky above us an answer that you seek
The sky is up to hide the stars that watch over you
They shine at night for you to see to try and raise the smile
Your down because you life is hard not because of stars
Don't think you are the only one who stares in disarray
Who looks up to the evening stars and tries to see a way
A way to fix the broken things that fill your waking day
How to make it all ok and feel alive again
I don't have all the answers not even some of them
But tonight I look at stars do you see them as well

I want to be locked in a closet next to you and feel your breath on my cheek.
I want you to wake and look for me and know today will be okay.
When you look at a view, turn to share it with me.
Tell me all you have to say, then fall asleep with me each day.
Look at your phone and laugh out loud, when you read the nonsense that I've sent.
Pinch my *** as I walk past, declaring it yours and making it known that other women can find their own.
Fall asleep and dream away for you I can wait another day.