Meadows flowing
Swoop of the hawk
Countryside pathways
Open to walk
Hares and foxes
Enjoy the morn
Combine harvesters
Dance with the corn
Walking lovers hand in hand
Starlings singing as a band
Praise be the morning
What a glorious day
Pity I had to spoil it
I blew my brains away

Eft the newt
In its pin striped suit
Dancing with the clown,
Big red nose,big red boots
Knocking the boundaries down.

Marcel deauchamp
Of poetry
Fine writing is
Not my way
Wordsworth was talented
Shakespeare had his play.

Allen Poe
thee main man
Byron wrote some
Shanties
When people read my
Poetry they put
poo poo
In there *******.

Marcel deauchamp
Of poetry
I did the best I can
People read my poetry
And flushed it
Down the pan.

Marcel was an artist
With his own style
If you see his artwork
This will make you smile

Sun is one big burning star
Drove there once in my motor car
Astronauts,moon what's all that fuss
We had already been there in a big red bus
Mount Everest conquered what a sham
I'd already been pushed up there in a one wheeled Pram.
Victoria falls went over inside a barrel we danced
All night in Russia's Chernobyl
Creative creativity dancing in radiated rain
In my little cuckoos nest recovering not sane.
Next week going over to the planet Venus
In a camper van shaped like a big yellow *****
Of to the sun in sugar-paper plane
You to can come to in my ticketless game
Still I'm locked up in flesh eating chains
Going supersonic on a ***** trapped train
One day I will come back to uninteresting earth
I think I've been mental since the day of my birth

Branded a coward
I wouldn't fight
Killing oh killing
Is not morally right.
Chicken they call me
Cluck cluck cluck
I'm not fighting and
I don't give a f-ck
Up against thee establishment
Trouble maker I
shot at dawn don't understand why.

The doors were open in 48
Diseases have been spread
Global immunity I think not
We just morn the dead.

To **** a virus the host must die
Nature will not cower away,
A virus is the hangman
Inside this deadly play.

All viruses are dead
Until it finds a host
immune system overload
Do you hear the Last post.

Close the doors
Humans rebel
Close the doors
Creates hell.

Good times
Bad times
Viruses have the upper hand
Good times bad times
Death across the land

Ode to the butchers apron
Now flying proudly at half mast
Empire days of brutality
Are we now paying for the past.
Terrorism has come home
To this green and prosperous land
People killing people
What is there to understand .

Fallen from my pedastol
Drowning in my sorrow,
Dark days on thee horizon
Can,t face many more tomorrow,
The audience and the pedastol
I was not born for such a scene
The life of the fallen actor
Summed up in cyanide ice cream.

Sweet little spots
on a Dalmatians coat,
The plimsol line
On a turquoise boat.
Jack in the box
With a turbo Spring
A door bell dancing
To its own ring ting.
Alone I am in a dull
Sound proof room,
Come to me nurse
With your razor sharp spoon
Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

Look at me I'm Walter Mitty
Smartly dressed looking pretty
Dreaming dreams,dreams of love
Can I dance with you

Smartly dressed looking pretty
Hello beautiful I'm Walter Mitty
Dreaming of love,dreaming of you
Can I pinch a kiss

Kissing you,a lady with style
Kissing ones red ruby lips
Walter Is still day dreaming
Or has He just docked his ship

Hello everybody,Walter Mitty has found a lover
Plastered it all over face book,Twitter and all the other
Still he went on dreaming,still dreaming everyday
Now he's with his woman and both can dream away

Holiday to the sun
On a paper rocket
It’s going to be fun
I’m thinking a trip
To the earths moon
Away in the stars
We will do it soon
A little trip to Venus
In a yellow transit
Shaped like a *****
Years from now a
Trip down to hell
If I get out of this asylum
You can come as well
Men in white coats
With keys on a chain
Won’t let me go
They think I’m insane
I’ve hatched a plan
It’s not going well
We will have to cancel
This trip to hell
Sell the transit and buy a bus
Go to Bognor  
And kick up a fuss
Please don’t  hold out
any hope  for me
I think they threw
Away the key
Tip top smile

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

A shot in the arm
Then life goes on
A serum for the weak
Nature is always harsh.

playing with fire
Who lives and dies
hear humanity cry
Laws of nature do not apply.

Save the weak
Save the old
Save the vulnerable
Disaster will unfold.

Drug companies have
Found their holy grail
Humanity will crumble and fall
7 billion customers,there
Going to have a ball.

Variant diffrent every year
The money keeps rolling in
Get your shot in the arm
At seventy life begins.

Mess around with dieing
Then Life becomes a mess.
Suicide rate will hit a high
Life becomes a game of chess.

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

You Shuffle my emotions
With your slight of hand
why can't you be true?
My emotions you shuffle
By Controlling the deck
It's pain and love
With a noose round my neck
Why can't you be true?
Manipulating my emotions
You play if it's a game,
Befuddling thee issues
It's a crying shame.
Why can't you be true

Sold my soul to the devil
No good to me
Loneliness as eaten it bad
Cash came in handy.

My being not worth a dime
Loneliness should be made a crime
Sold my soul to the devil
Is life a waste of time.

Life been good
Life been bad
Soul so sad
Cash came in handy.

Never asked to be given life
Who gave me this emptiness
Chemicals in my brain
Am I going lady ga ga.

Empty chair
Where once you sat
Empty bed
Where once you slept
Empty days
Where once you slept
Empty days
Where once we walked
Empty prose
Where once we talked
Empty face
Where once had a grin
Empty aura
Which died within
Oh well !

Empty chair
Once I sat there
Now I'm dead
And gone
Empty chair
Now feels despair
Now I'm dead
And gone
Empty chairs
Are always aware
When your dead
And gone
Empty chairs
Tell stories
Just sit and listen

Red coated girl in polish ghetto
Ever wonder,ever wonder
Boy in the striped pyjamas
Ever wonder ever wonder
Anne Frank's written diaries
Ever wonder ever wonder
A space in time,
Which holds a heinous crime
Ever wonder ever wonder
A space in time
God went amiss
As thee whole wide world
Fell into darken abyss
Ever wonder ever wonder

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

You came to me
Bolt out of the blue
With manipulative
Words I love you
You played my heart
Tinkered with my soul
You gave  me life
It was rock and roll.
You made me cry
You made me laugh
We ended up on a
Exciting path
Together as one
We would dance all night
The stars would shine
The loving was right

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.

Fruit cake in my larder
Wearing a wooden cloak
Running around on empty
I wish to take your place

Creaking bones rotting flesh
Wearing a wooden cloak
Silence of dark loneliness
I need to take your place

Acid runs through my veins
Wearing a wooden cloak
Demons control my mind
Plesase can I pinch your place

If your not prepared to give
To me  then I will have to act
Then I'm prepared to **** you
It's just a matter of fact

In my wooden blackened cloak
I wanted every piece of you

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

Express train chuffing
Inside the skull.
It's raging
Red to a fat face bull,
vipers,snipers everywhere
mind so dark
It's really not fair
Chemical,chemicals
Saturate the brain
Barbwiring me up
Inside acid rain

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

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.

Human touch
Baby smile
Family tree
My world

Love is a tidal wave of emotion,
A symphony of smile
Cocooned in harmony
Please can you stay a short while
Flowers blossoming in the midday sun,
To a crescendo of smell
All Wrapped up in cotton wool
Besotted I can tell
Swimming in delirium
Swimming in total bliss
Waiting with the tingles
To receive that first sweet kiss
Giving and receiving
Prose and the right text
Love will last at least to tomorrow
All depends on what you do next.

Years have passed
You suddenly died
It was long ago
You were my bride
Thoughts of you
Passed daily
Through my mind
Never once going blind
We Will be together again
In heaven above
Stay twinkling my star
My sweet love

R I P

The sovereign sky
Cornfield by moonlight sun god
Druidic traditions

Seductive siren
Midsummer nights dream temptress
Calimity wreck

Wise old trout nymph
Hallow lands strange features
Water guardians

Over the top to glory boys
To a Geronimo of chants
Oh so billhooks boys
I think I've just **** my pants
I was a bullet frightened conscript
But over the top I went
I died for King and country
Letter for my mother was sent
they left my rotting smelling corpse
in a ditch of mud so red
I was just another statistic
A sacrifice that needed to be bled.
I never lived to see what was the final score
Millions lay with millions
upon earths most deadly flaw.

Frozen sheer terror
Abyss,blackened doom
This is how it  all started
In my mothers womb.
I was quite happy swimming
Around in daddies sac
If I was given a big choice
I would gladly have swam back.
I had no choice in the matter,
I was a crime without a face
Little ole heartless me about
To join the human race.
Mummy was screaming when
I came out of that dark abyss
Reeking of unhappiness
About to receive my first kiss
My I was a difficult
My I was fu--ing bad
Rotten to the bone
Making everybody oh so sad.
They gave me the name of
Chucky
They made movies about I
I was a bomb in a bowler hat
Surely making the whole world cry.
They said I was paranormal
A freak without a heart
On the scale of one to ten
I wasn't even on the chart
Being a bad omen
A tortured exorcist
I would walk upon your grave
And take a warming p-ss
Shock horror, ingesting all the pain
one flew over the cuckoos nest
Please release me from my chain
Hannibal lector, vladimere the impaler
We're quirky whimps compared to me
I don't know where I'm going with this
So I'm going to walk among the dead
Then  I'm coming back to haunt you
And cut of your miserable head

Hi all out there in ga ga land
Let's just sing and dance
Let's take in some alcohol
Play a game of chance.
Hug a tree,kiss a stranger
Live a little,beware the danger.
let's run naked through the trees
Feel the freshness of the breeze.
Lay yourself down on pastures new
Be good to oneself,and try not to be blue.
Blow some kisses to the stars!
Smile broadly at the moon
Take in lots of  good and tempting
Before the popping of  the balloon

Crossword compiler whom did suddenly die
The doctors and police,didn't really no why
The compiler he was clever he left them a clue
Still the stupid ******* never new what to do
It wasn't cryptic it had no hidden undertones
It wasn't suicide, I'm messaging it on a phone
So how did he or she come to Meet their maker
Answers You will find in tomorrow's  local paper.

Poetry virus
As you read it kills
deleting your poetry
As virus free wheels.
Home page vanishing
Into binary abyss
click the save button
And All will go amiss,
This virus effects and
Will **** all your odes,
Send me loads of money
To break the codes.
po box four seven three
overseas bank account
Its all a scam to me

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.

Why do humans
Want to destroy their land
This world owes you nothing
Don't you understand
Billions on billions
educating our brain
Greed for money
it's all ****** insane
catch a bus shaped like a *****
Fill it up take a drive to Venus
Look what we our doing
To this fertile land
We must all be aliens
And we don't understand.
Aliens infecting,the sky is blue
grass is still growing
We haven't a clue.

In a cue thee other day
To buy some basic needs
Three people smoking tobacco
Wearing Protective masks indeed
This virus is a respiratory disease
It attacks the way we breathe
Us dumb humans succumb
And ******* bleed

Sweet little buttercup
Nature will bite
A thought might abuse you
just not tonight.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
When nature bites
Who will care about you

Bluebells and cyanide
Razor blade wine
Horror of the thought
Your sun will not shine

Tulips and daffodils
Bloom in acid rain
Who will call
When your heart is in pain

Driving with my brakes on
Lions have knocked my pride
I haven't got a button
So I can override.
Led boots holding,dragging me back
Guilt covers all my lonesome cracks
My sea hasn't  got a brightly tide
Cannot find the button so I can
Override
Crying crying,crying without tears
Static emotions dammed by all my fears
Can you be my open gateway
To whom  which I can confide
Will you be my faithful button
So l can override

Good god
Devil evil
Interpretation is the word
I think it's all in the prose
Or am I just absurd
Strike me down as a non believer
An atheist or just absurd
But I can't help thinking
Or am I just good with words
I am of both factions
I'm evil and I'm good
It's only down to interpretation
Is it why I'm mis-understood
I believe
I decieve
It's apart of good and bad but
I  think I've have worked it out

Sitting on my suicide ledge
A tear runs from my eye
I see a dark horizon
From this an angel.
I do spy
there was no happy ending
Hey ** dip pid Dee doo dah

Of on holiday
Going to the sun
In a paper rocket
To have some fun,
Of on holiday
Going to Venus
In a yellow camper van
Shaped like a *****.
Of on holiday
To surf the stars
In a jelly trifle
Shaped like a motor car
If I get out of this asylum
Anywhere will do
If I ask you nicely
Will you come to

Vincent was a painter of note
White van man,white suited overcoat
William a writer of fantastic plays
Lived in a hamlet where he spent his days
Starry nights,clouds and that perspective chair
Vincent my friend he lived in despair.
Romeo and Juliet were a fine pair of lovers
Did he write these plays or were they just covers
The bard of the boards with his life he could cope
Day to day this writer ,lived with so much hope
Painter ,a genius such a life with much fear
What ever happened to his infamous ear
Paintings and writings,from Vincent and Bill
One with a brush the other with quill
With lots of hope and litte despair
They left such treasures for us,so we can share.

Haunted house situated on Apple hill
Evil lived there as time stood still
Spirits would play ghouls would ****
In that haunted house on Apple hill
Was I brave or foolish,I had to go
So I went to visit this horror show
I rang the doorbell of this haunted house
It screamed like a lion roared on by a mouse
Hinges creaked the door opened wide
Taking a deep breathe I strode inside
Ghostly appirations flew all over the room
Showing no fear.knowing my appending doom
Noise was deafening,the screams did thrill
In that haunted house on Apple hill.
Sitting down in an old dusty chair
Near a fire of bones,I just didn't care
A demon appeared and sat down beside
Said he was the spirit of Doctor jeckyll and Hyde
Please I said you will not frighten me
Be a good fellow a make me some tea
The demon roared with laughter and howled if in pain
Then asked me if I was brave or ****** insane
I replied I need some thrills I need some fun
Then he blew my brains out with his gun
I liked this house on Apple hill
Where time stood stood still now my turn to ****
Could you be the next visitor to visit this place
So I can be chilling so thrilling by eating your face.

Icicles forming in a burning flame
Up the track on a speeding train
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
It really doesn’t matter how I feel

You walked away its the game you play
You burn my heart every single day
Your a paper plane heading for the sun
You are in my heart you are my fun

Life not worth living without
my cotton wool bomb
So sweet and corrosive handling everything
with such aplomb
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
Still not thinking how I feel

Icicles still freezing inside my fire
Your Still riding over all my desires
Numbers still dancing on the roulette wheel
Never understanding how I feel

You walk away it’s the game you play
Red and black I just can't  turn back.

Muslims,Christians
Arabs and Jews
Earth the ***
Humanity the stew.

Hindu's Catholics
Sky still blue
Here's a few more
For thee earthly stew.

Buddhists,Protestants
Hearts are true
Earth the ingredience
Humanity the stew.

humanity the stew,
Mothernature the ***
billions of people
Only getting one shot.

Lovelly ladies
Walking by
Aroma of
Scented skin
Images of beauty
Warms me within
Children playing
Having fun
***** been
Kicked around
It's Lovelly
In the morning sun
as the birds
Make musical sound
Bikes go by
Shoes are worn
Wild life in
Tranquil splendour
People picnic on the grass
Such diversity and gender
Weather changes
Time to time
Silence befalls
The park
After every beautiful day
This bench will
Endure the dark