One brick left
When once a wall,
Fallen from sight
When once So tall.
a tiled hat
Windows as eyes,
Proud I was
As people passed by.
My family around me
All grounded to dust
Lonely as I,now die I must.

Strategic bombs to
Nuts and bolts,do
We really care because
It's not my fault.
Our homeland has become
A vase for flowers
When faced with adversity
We must not cower.
Politicians using disasters
For political gain
While mothers and fathers
Grieve with pain
A cancer grows in bombs
And prose around the corner
Nobody knows

All this rain we are having I brought myself  a gnu
It arrived at my door with out a paddle
I'm thinking what do I do now
so I went a brought brite red saddle.
My aunt died in the night I kept in a box
It got out somehow I flattened it with my sock.
I'm not very good at smelling,
But my pet bee can hum
I like whiting crappie ditties its
Fun fun fun fun fun.
Nurse nurse where are you
I do like to be beside the seaside.

When I was a child
I had many a thought
Never listen to my father
He was wrongly taught.
His values were wrong
Was society to blame
He hated me because I
Played a different game.
Rules are rules an inflexible being
Couldn't see passed his nose
To grasp what I was seeing.
The gate was shut
he had been through hell
His mental health effected me as well
He took his shallowness to the grave
I never got to know my father
His name was Dave .

Give me the pills
To fight my ills
Poor psychotic me.
Never free from a violent mind
Who am l ? Never to be kind
Poor psychotic me.
North and south
Fight to become my mouth
My brain on a runaway train
who am I? Psychotic me
With a well befuddled brain.
i wish I wish I didn,t have to repeat
My mind has suddenly gone blank
Who am I ? Who am I ?
I!m a goldfish in a disappearing tank

Me and my cat
Have fallen out.
I am old she is
Frail I seemed
To have stood
Upon her tail.

No cuddles for me
Just a look of
Distain
I’m out on my ear
I hope it don’t rain

She will come round
In a day or two
I’ll give her treats
What can you do

Seventeen this
Dotty old cat
Will she forgive me
For doing that.

Naked humans cannot hate
It's symbols and clothes
Determine our fate
They say it's good to belong
This is why humans
Have got it all wrong.
The whole wide world should
Be one big nudist camp,
Everybody the same
Blood is blood
Is hatred natural or just
Mis-understood.

I'm starting to evolve
I'm just a minuscule *****
So I took a selfie
Whom Facebook will confirm

Everything is black
But oh so jolly
Even made thee arc lady
Into a charred ice lolly.
Winnie the poo
Was a Russian spy
Everything so interesting
all truths are not lies.
Elvis still lives
On a red bus on the moon
all guns in America being
Banned quite soon.
living on Mars
As the ice age recedes
No more news please please please.
The church and the blue blood
Have run the masses by fear
news is news year after year
Who do we believe
The newscaster in straight jacket
Or the puppeteer
Whose killing who
With a bright pink smear.
We must all believe in the written word
The books tell stories it's all made up news.

A heart without love
Space without stars
an unused womb
It's a lonely place.

Unspoken words
An unwritten tune
A melody without a stave
Who am I to walk alone
Slowly to my grave.

Withering away
Closing of mind
Sadness of the dark
I am the lonely place

I got an idea,see you what you think
Let's paint the world a bright shade of pink
Let's start a World Wide Web,paint campaign
We could even brighten up,all the ****** rain.
Make a long ladder to paint the frosty moon
Paint all the animals,pink elephants and baboons
Taking it to another level we will paint the seas
Paint Mount Everest and the Arctic freeze.

Please can somebody write verse number two
Then pass it on thank you

Tsunami tsunami
Eating ripples on the pond,
Tangle me in a web of feathers
no more bullets do I listen.
Tsunamies,ripples dance north and south
Where am I going my Lovely.

A punishment was handed out today
For the crime of slander I have to say
My pen had kicked up an awful stink
So the judges sentenced Me to life without ink
My pen had written,stories wildly untrue
sold to the newspapers who hadn't a clue
My poor old pen retired,no more stories to tell
A typewriter wouldn't be profitable from a prison cell

You guys write
Creative right.
But where is all the funny,
Did sense of humour really die
Or does it not make any money.
Stories in poetic land
With little twist and turn
In every writers arsenal
Writing humour we must learn

Affected by rows of many crosses
Casualties of war,so many losses
Walking for miles,names on wood
are warring factions ever understood
Unknown soldiers on Memorials of stone
I walk among the dead never to be alone
Not really understanding there sacrifice
warring factions, must pay the price.

Drunk driver killed me the car
My Engine faded away
I cannot enjoy the traffic
No more can I come out to play.
No more can I enjoy the speed,
A fool sat behind my wheel
Now I'm just a piece of scrap
It's not the proper way to feel.

Crawling out from under my stone
10,000 years I've been there,have I?
My prey is that I want to eat myself
So I can become something I'm not.

Devil ,God and the deep blue sea
Everybody seems to want a part of me.

I have no mirrors, there evil.

I question good
I question bad
I'm very good
Then very sad
Thoughts of love
Thoughts of hate
Always uneasy
An unopened gate
l need a woman
To crack this nut
I'm the nearly man
Singing but but but
A ****** I be sitting
On a unbuilt wall
Smiling happily
waiting .

I'm an organism
In a big pile of ****
There's no golden ticket
So I get on with it
Institutions rotten
All To the core
Black or white
Oh it's such a bore
We eat
We ****
We breathe
We die
Under the sun
We shall all cry
Hey mr black man
Hey Mr white
We're all just germs
in a big pile of *****
Hey **

Wave of euphoria
Swept across my brain
Why was I happy?
When I'm going insane.
They feed me pills
For my mental ills
Yippeeee,!
Solitary confinement
Stuck,nowhere to go
the light bulb is dimming
Now that is a blow.
The Dolphins blow kisses
As the sparrows drink wine
Then darkness creeps forward
It's just a matter of time.

I met a lady
A lady of dreams
I was naive
A little bit green.
I gave her my heart
I gave her my soul
She churned me up
And spat me out
Straight
Into a
begging bowl.
I hatched a plan
I didn’t go well
Im serving twenty
In this prison cell.
Moral of the story
Read the label
On the tin
Before you open it
And find what’s
Within.

Smiling back up the beaten track
It wasn't courage in which I lack
I never stayed to face my dark fears
This dread I carried for many a year
So as I progressed back to my destination
I had to have a drink at a watering station
I downed at least six pints of refreshing cider
It seemed pretty silly to have ran from a spider

Sitting on the Evil wall
Debating with myself
Shall I give good a call.
Communication a wipeout,
A septic flaw,
How can one love?
When you can't be sure.
I sit on the wall
With a wide arsed grin
Demons with Sabres  start
to be riotous within,
all I have to do is to make the call
Yet its another wipeout

i want to be good
But that's not me
I'm terribly bad
And I do so agree.
Internal ramblings
In my twisted brain
Abyss of darkness
Where I met Jane.
Dear dear Jane
My manipulative friend
You tangled me in your web
Dear dear Jane
My psychopath friend
We shall dance till we are dead.

The end

I burn
I learn
I turn
Love and hate collide
I burn
I learn
I turn
Now you have left my side
I burn
I learn
I turn
Finally Love for you has died

Lips of my woman
Rainbow colours
Sweet as the sun

Anybody no what day it is
Who is my lady of fun?

June or July
A Lovelly pair
women of virtue
I did not care

Help me nurse
Your tunic so white
Kiss me sweetheart
So I can sleep tonight

Waves crash on concrete Walls
Promenade walkers
Wearing colourful shawls.
Salt on the breeze
The smell of the sea
The Waves are dancing
For all to see.
Cyclists riding while joggers run,
Promenade walkers
embracing the sun.

Narcacistic fruit cake
Ingredients one ****** flaw
dancing to the tune of the mirror
While my Life is such a bore.
Mixing me with me me me
A fruit cake of wonderful taste
Dancing to the tune of one
While my  life is such a waste.
Mirror mirror on the wall
Why aren't you looking at I
This recipe for disaster
will make my whole life cry.
my name upon the masons stone
Read, here lays  Adonis me
they buried me with my
Golden mirror,for all of eternity

Work work
Cradle to grave
Mortgage
Imprisoned
Who's the slave
Slaves for money
And a slice of bread
All for what
You end up dead.
time on earth is only lent
breathing is so better spent
dance yourself through the living flame
Slaves to our address its a crying shame..

Thoughts that make me
May be right or wrong
Who is to judge ?
life to me is one mistake
A rotting egg.
Oh **** a gene pool of fools
An idiot without bucket.
I've won the lottery
One hundred million
who,s going to water the plants.
A ticking time bomb
Need to return to the womb
Life seems ridiculous
On the rope I do dangle.

It's that politician time
They want your single vote
Blues have got mummy Teresa
The reds have a billy goat.
Somebody has to rule us
keeping democracy well alive
I don't care whos in charge
As long as this country thrives.
tax all the tax dodgers more
Streamline the national health
Shoot all those crooked bankers
Who tried to loose our wealth.
we need all types of people
On this sacred land of ours
So three cheers for Great Britain
And I'm of ,drinking at the bar

Down on
the farm
A farmers
daughter lay
I lie
beside her
In the
warming hay.
Well I got
to tell you
That was
the beginning
Of one hell
of a day.
There was
me just
A  little
shy
Didn’t
ask any
Questions
There wasn’t
any why
From this
young lad
A non ****** I.

Talon of the hawk
Swoop dinner dead
Poor  sweet bunny
Off Spring must be fed

Hand of the human
Shop dinner frozen
Poor sweet chicken,
Sold by the dozen

Tinker,tailor,soldier spy
One of these work for thee FBI.
four jolly bed fellows
Twists and turns,
Three of these have to
Jolly well burn.
Who are the baddies
Working for the KGB
work it out
Send the codes to me
Take them out
In your own time
You have clearance
We're cover up the crime

Twenty four hour news
It's a continual ****
***** me up
I'm wallowing in it
Killings, disasters
Everything's a con
It's making me feel good
I'm mentally wrong
I like ***** washing
I have thee ability to clean,
No horrible news
Then that would be obscene.
The world is square
spinning around on a smear
I adhere to propaganda
It's so  exciting to fear
I turn on television to get my thrill
Anticipating nervously for another ****
A sunken ship a raging fire
Give me,give me I thrive on a liar.
I am still having a twenty four hour ****
It doesn't matter I'm wallowing in it

Poor old me my poetry is crap
In life it's zilch,I can deal with that.
With every word with every breath
Poetry is poetry, death is death.

Books are written by story tellers
Fact is not always true
Interpretation manipulation
It's all left down to you
Books are written by evil
Books are written by good
why after reading
The reader is not understood.
Propaganda messages
Mixing half truths with lies
Problem with humans
We need some where to hide

Thee enigma of stone
On our hallow land
The ****** snow shall coat,
Ptarmigan and the wise old owl
cuddling to stay afloat.
Hydra the nymph and the dragonfly
Warming their minds for spring
While The northern lights do a dance
And the nightingale begins to sing
Rays of the sun,summer has begun
hares and the bluebells do jive
Thee enigma of stone on our hallowed land
As everything seems to come alive.
Green turns to brown as the warm air fades
Thee onset of winter draws near
Ptarmigan and the wise old owl say **** not again.

You have no sight
But beautiful eyes
Your sunshine mind
Your elegant poise
Counteracts that
You can’t hear noise
I love you
So very much so
When we make love
Everything’s fruitful
With tender touch.

Paralysed on the
Highway of hate
Dancing with the devil
at the pearly gates.
Knocking on heavens door
Can I come in
I need to score.

All you need is hate
All you needs is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s too late.
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates.

Paralysed on the
highway to hell
Too many stories
Where once I fell
Can I come in
I need to score
That’s why I’m knocking
On heavens door.

All you need is hate
All you need is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s to late
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates

The world keeps turning
While I keep burning
I’ve filled my veins
What’s in store
If I can’t open
Heaven's door.

Human touch
Baby smile
Family tree
My world

Who made who
It wasn't me ,see
So who did.?
God for bid it was not him
If it was, life would be grim
oh it is !
We live we cry
We **** we die
Oh we do!
depressing depressing
Good god my minds *******
Who made who
In this world of stew
It wasn't me, see
So give us a clue please do.

Icicles forming
Inside a flame
Hotel cyanide is
Open for guests

Revolving doors
Blackened Windows
Wooden boxes
No tomorrow's paper

Enjoy your stay
Flame will burn
Icicles forming
No return

Hotel cyanide
Accomadating
Making demise
Capsulating fun

Being the last of a species
A nomad,aimless in time
walking this earthly planet
Forgotten bluebells chime

Fishing on the bank
Of the river side
With my line and bait
An incident happened
A cruel twist of fate
I began to flounder
And promptly fell asleep
This is the quirky bit
I had hooked two sheep
It was quite unusual
This peculiar weird dream
See spookily I had died
And been swept down stream
Fishing by the riverside
With my line and bait
My life was taken,cut short
In a cruel twist of fate.

Created a world
just for me
Not for you
don’t you see,
Not letting you in
Your a parasite,
Your so twisted
Your just not right,
I know your beautiful
So voluptuous in red
But if I let you in
I will wind up dead.
Go away and
Leave me be
You are a beauty
But not for me,
Your to infectious
This is not your day
Im taking the pills
Now stay away.

The world is under chemical attack
Run to your shelters it's going to get black.
A virus is coming it turns brains to slime
its started already,no turning back time.
Billions and billions are going to die
No time to wonder,no time to cry.
Masks not needed it's in thee air
Nobody but nobody will be spared
The earth has been poisoned
It's a terrible sphere
Now everything living must feel the fear.

Leaves from the trees
Fall quietly to the ground
On Autumn cool breeze
They are making no sound.
The forest today is dancing,
Dancing with a smile of glee
Warmed up by the sunshine
For animals and you and me.
Bluebells carpet, wild forest floor
Fungi sprout,while natures seeds
spore.

high on the happy side
Aroma of beauty
Sexually attractive
I'm yours

Dancing with leaves falling
The scent of flower
Sexually attractive
please don't cower

****** activity
The ****** the same
I'm all yours
Excited