I’m not addicted
I’m just conflicted
This phone is my friend
Till batteries end.

Fingers prone
I jab this phone
My face lit up
Like a buttercup

When your on your phone
You’re never alone
The world is there
With room left to spare

That’s where the rainbow ends
With all of your friends
I’m telling you
This phone is brand new.

America
Becomes
Certifiably
Dangerous

Existence
Fragile.
Growing­
Hostile

Intelligent
Justice
Kills
Logic

Mainly
Now
Oscillating­
People

Quite
Ridiculous.
Surreal,
Tempestuous

Unjust
Victories
Will
Xpose
Your
Zealots

What a world we live in,
Where we watch while others die.
What a world we live in,
When we hardly bat an eye.

The world looks on,
While the chosen, choose,
To ignore what was done, - to them
Or what it’s like to lose.

Maybe we’d be forgiven,
If we tried to stem the tide,
If our conscience, once driven,
Saved the life of a single child.

We watch them use,
The fickle face of a martyr.
And accede to the ruse,
They’re using babies to barter.

What a world indeed,
And where to hide our shame?
All that power and all that greed,
And it proceeds in our name.

Listen to the trees,
Hear them rustle in the breeze.
They whisper to the wind,
As it bristles all their leaves.
50 shades of green,
Shimmer like a dream,
And the trees give out a clue,
That the wind is passing through.
While somewhere deep inside,
Ghostly figures hide.
Spirits from within the wood
Play with shadows as they should.
The trees see you passing by,
And, with a soothing sigh,
Becalm your beating heart,
And relax your roving eye.

Here we are - still!
With a lifetime to ****.
We can spend it all in pain
Or on a beach in Spain
Live like life’s a chore
Or love it even more
Whichever way we go
The end’s an open door
And, however much
We come to know
I doubt we’ll ever understand
What it’s all been for.
Some truths tell their own tale;
The air is free in gaol -
But you’ll never see it fill a sail
Good feels better than bad
And happy beats being sad
Don’t look for things to blame
When you check the tree
To see if he came
There’s only one door
Of that, you can be sure.

Wow,
Hectic,
head on
freight train trauma,
The constant
Non stop
Dissipation,
Distribution of noise,
Immense
Incredible
Overwhelming
Frightening
Worrying,
A siren sounds
Oblivious to life,
People talking so loud
The **** are so proud,
Cars with their
Unconfigurated congestion,
Life racing by
With on obscure obsession,
Beauty rides rough ridges into reality,
The sour and the sombre,
Their shoulders are rubbing
With the rich and famous,
The righteous reason makers,
Serenity shines from a balcony
5 floors up,
And anger
Angst
Immoral institutions,
They rise from the ashes,
They dominate the structure
They furnish our desires,
They instruct our illusions.

The flowers pass in waves
Waving as they go
Colours fit to burst
Petals pure as snow

The serenade of spring
The love new life will bring
Blossom on the trees
Fragrance on the breeze

While flowers pass in waves
Waving like they know
Colours fit to burst
Petals pure on show

The cavalcade of spring
When pigeons coo and sing
Heart strings stretched out tight
Each day’s a new delight.

(Plucking in the night ;)

Marking the moment
When 2023 was sent in from the cold
And 2022 bent to take the knee
The moment we all focus
On the year ahead
And wallow in our memories
Amongst the living and the dead
A time for hope
A time for prayer
A time to reaffirm existence
And welcome in another year.

HNY!

The Queen has passed away
No longer will she reign
Just another day but,
It will never be the same

The world without a queen
Thoughts shift as we all take stock
Everywhere she’s been
Solid, like a rock

Mayhap a relic of the past
Promoting privilege and class
But the dye was cast, for her
In slippers made of glass

She was the rhythm of our days
The anchor of our nights
Now we stand here in a haze
Bow our heads and dim the lights

We say good night and thanks, to
The bearer of the crown
The face upon our stamps
And we watch the sun go down.