No Restrictions - Hello Poetry

Apr 2015

Roger Turner - Poet

People plugged in everywhere
To ipods, games and phones
Like non-existent robots
The world is full of drones
We're now made up of circuit boards
We've lost all of our bones
Be different, and unplug yourself
Grow a pair of stones

Your life is electronic
on a tablet or a chip
You run your life remotely
you give people email lip
you wouldn't dare go jogging
you might fall and break a hip
Be different, and unplug yourself
And give technology the slip

A record made of vinyl
now it's just some bits and bytes
It's a relic in an antique store
Along with other sights
Like cameras using flashbulbs
when taking shots at night
Be different and unplug yourself
Show digital your might

It doesn't matter where you go
A text, you have to send
If you're going to the shopping mall
Or just walking 'round the bend
You've more holsters on your belt loop
Than gunfighters would depend
To hold onto their weapons
Before they met their end

Turn off the boxes, read a book
Do something that's old school
Don't follow all the others
Acting like a dumb pack mule
Don't rely on electronics
Just use it as a tool
Unplug yourself from everything
Be a leader not a fool

People plugged in everywhere
To ipods, games and phones
Like non-existent robots
The world is full of drones
We're now made up of circuit boards
We've lost all of our bones
Be different, and unplug yourself
Grow a pair of stones

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Tia food and stockings.

Some good friends of mine invitted me out
lets make a night of it was there shout
have a few drinks and move on
maybe something to eat , ohw! lets eat Tia
on that we all agreed
and the night did prceed
all the drinks man where good
seamed to me like we joined the hood
and hungrey the Tia begain
went to this Tia resurant
well man
I do not know much about Tia dress
but the hostess had a long dress
but revilled by her moving hips
I did glimps a stocking top
well to me that is like rocket going up
and I could not leave for an hour after playing the bill.

TRue or not only you can decide Love P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

S P A M .

Now to me
and maybe you
Spam is just a God given food
a lot like ham comes in a can
and I enjoy it when in the mood
but what I do not like is the internet spoon feeding me
S P A M Daily.

Just a morning rant Love you all P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

White Leopards.

Born was a leopard
who only had two spots
well I say spots
but more like dots
one on his ****
and the other at the end of his tail
this leopard was no snail
infact
this leopard was so fast
that when god painted him
he just shot past.

Not so true story, but good all the same P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Things we have forgot.

That man we might vote in
He has the button in his hands
then will fall nucluer rain
so belive when
I say to you
in the only way i can
nevever vote in a reblel
for they will have there finger on that red button
so esely pressed
he might say **** I did not mean to do that
but to **** to late
it might be just a thing in his head
2 minutes to live what do we do
hang your head and pray
think of the nice things
think of your mum
hate the politicain
that pess it, then it's all over you tube, for a brief second.

So ******* true P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Tomorrow is today.

See the rivers full of rain
I am getting wet
come home fall in bed just in time
it was a perfect day
for there I met you
you look so good
well perfect in my mind of mine
I was to good
or I would be there sleeping next to you
with nothing to lose
listen to your perfect breath
Now I am getting wet again
but in a good way
I lay back you slide on top
you face in mind, your body so perfect
is this a dream, am I going to walk up
I hope not
Woman
Never change
For
TOMORROW
IS TODAY.

True STORY love you all Regards P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Travelling M@n.

Th@t's wh@t I am
head full of dre@m's
I do not stay @nywhere long
I he@r your words
But I @m the Tr@velling M@n.

True Story just @ ****** P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

THE Dream.

Had a dream last night
now
can anybody
tell me where it come from
so here it is
and I called it.

THE Dream.

I knew
I was in a plane
it was going to crash
I was in the pilots seat
but the strange thing
I was sitting the wrong way round
and see it all over my shoulder
in slow motion
I saw people
that where on a golf course
clearly see there faces
then trees as the plane began to crash
hearing the noise
woke up
to the flush of the toilet.

Very true last night any help would be good.
Regards P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Hello SUN!

Worked a crossing today
and this strange yellow ball came out to play
and did say SUN
good to see you there
warmed my soul
and under clouds did go away
but my father of heat
did say a lot to me today
as it gave me love from heaven
spent to much time listening
and enjoying my way to what farther gave me
for now my skin is on fire
and I have gone all red
like a native american.

True Story Very Good Day Regards P@ul.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Had enough.

Had enough
of bending to your rules
Had enough
of you telling me your truths
Had enough
of trying to get my own mind free
Had enough
of macdonalds
just slipped that one in, ******* cardboard foods
Had enough
of jam that runs down my arm
Had enough
of you charms
******* hell woman
Had enough
of you
Had enough
of trying to make life a better place
Had enough
of black rights
Had enough
of asians tell me they did not see there kids go
Had enough
of ISIS
Had enough
Of the world we feel true
Had enough
but be right back.

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Village.

Now when I call it the Village
well thats what
my mom calls it
but really its urban space
so today I walked around it
the first road
I came to has speed bumps
according to signs they are twined with towns in France
it called Hob Moat
and a moat it has
known to me as the woods
spent many happy hour riding up and down those hills
but the way it got built up
it's not a village
walk through the woods you get shops
which have change over time
there are two churches
one new bit like a carbuncle
a blot on the landscape built in the 60s
man they where so on drugs
what was in there heads
the other old
I got baptised there so did my brother
went to sunday school
they gave out stamps each time you attended
but within 20 mins you can walk
into countryside
but now I find that is changing to
MAN
why do we **** every thing up?

True Story just today P@ul

Apr 2015

Roger Turner - Poet

Chicken Little Got A Gun

Another day, another beating
Into himself, he was retreating
His parents did not call a meeting
It couldn't happen to our son

Every day he came home bloodied
His clothes all torn his face all muddied
The family name was being sullied
It couldn't happen to our son

Remember Chicken Little
The Sky is Falling Down
This surely couldn't happen
Not here in our small town
Chicken Little told a tale
But, they only saw the sun
Chicken Little told his story
Now, Chicken Little's got a gun

Every afternoon they'd wait
Four of them out by the gate
They left early, best not be late
It couldn't happen to our son

Our son would not ever fight
To say he does, would not be right
But, sometimes he comes home a sight
It can't be what you're thinking

Remember Chicken Little
The Sky is Falling Down
This surely couldn't happen
Not here in our small town
Chicken Little told a tale
But, they only saw the sun
Chicken Little told his story
Now, Chicken Little's got a gun

Finally he'd had enough
Even though he was not tough
He was made of sterner stuff
And he showed it on the news

Chicken Little took a gun
He was showing everyone
Now, was time to have some fun
He took out twenty two

Remember Chicken Little
The Sky is Falling Down
This surely couldn't happen
Not here in our small town
Chicken Little told a tale
But, they only saw the sun
Chicken Little told his story
Now, Chicken Little's got a gun

Apr 2015

Paul Hardwick

Dear God in my head.

Dear God,
In your head
are ready for this?

do you want me to ask you why
why I am like I am
come on God join the crowd
lets play some ball
shoot at that far end wall
after we can head to the local bar
drink some
maybe play some guitar
ok you are good at drums
whatever
everthing happens
God do you smoke
no I mean like the **** man
nice after coke seams to bring you back down
witch girl would you ****
say no more
God I am so drunk
time to take you home
before you drop me off
I am sure I had a question to ask you.

well keeps happing to myself
P@ul.