M 25 fog mist dew
Light bulb halos
Dimmed vision view

Slow down slow down
A warning flashing
Wipers rowing window washing

Horns blowing sirens bleating
Ambulance and brigades
Meeting

Pile up bus a truck and trailer
Delays relays
On loud hailer

Camper van coffee
2 pounds a cup
Awaiting crane to lift bus up

Every cloud
Has a silver lining
Canopy Al-Fresco dining

Roll up roll up
We’ve a W.C
Prostate people need to ***

We’ve also got toast
And it’s haut de gamme
We have Kerrygold and traffic jam.

I was born on a
Dyslexic island

Palindromicks
We’re known as

Bee loud glade
Solidarity people

An elegy on every
Headstone

Dark Rosaleen do
Not cry nor weep

No graves are deep
Enough for thought

If fear is the opposite
to faith does it mean
atheists are fatalistic?

Does face your fears
mean to give them an
identity, as in mirror?

Is nocturnal or diurnal
fear worse and do you
think they are related?

Does feel the fear but
do it anyway actually
help one with shyness?

Does those who knows
nothing fears nothing
mean Mensa's are sicko's?

Does I ink, therefore,
I AM BIC™ pentameter
mean a Prosody for stress?

According to
propagandar
  (‘<
Kitty,
Kim’s
Korean
Kat is a
Kami kaze
Kamouflaged
In Kursk
Kalashnikov
KKK
Kunte
Kinte
Kemo
Kebab
Kat *** trophy

I would never read
or indeed write a
rhyming poem about
depression because
iambic pentameter
is a composition of
unstressed and some
stressed syllables
which hints to me of
partial schizophrenia
bipolar or even autism
and I know everyone
knows that I only got
dissociative identity
syndrome, insomnia,
paranoia and tinnitus.

\                   G                R               E                E                N
R\
E \              W               H                I                T                 E
D /
  /                  B                L                A            ­   C                 K
/

A triangle points at Tel-
Aviv on the flag of Gaza.
Blood on blotting paper,
accusations in the wind.
A history in semaphore
of the Judaist Genocide.
Nakba 48 to Netenyahu
& his Holocaust of now.
Oh evil Gew how hated
thou hast been in history.
And how fitting a mascot
for you, INRI be, a nailed
up looser amongst thieves
abandoned by your God,
but not for the first time nor
be it the last instance neither.

It was many the time before
I became an alcohol atheist
that I was forced to put my
Guinness on the slate, and it
was a rare day that Kathleen,
our landlady, gave anyone a
drink on the house. I recall it
vividly when she decided that
the tab had gone through the
roof, my slate went missing.

Dedication To Genius

John Bradburne wrote
six thousand poems, a
Guinness World Record,
not that he was aware of
it. Prior to him it did not
exist. Some were typed
in a coup that he shared
with chickens. He would
be awoken by the rooster
every morning, that must
have been an early rise in
Harare, (‘< a doodle doo!

Fail, Fail Again, Fail better, is what The British deserve.
A dead empire having to share a Karma Kake without icing.
**** up the channel tunnel, now that they're out of the EU.
Sins of the father (retribution) deserving offspring of another age.

World War Tree

Shen    Yun
         is
Riverdance
        on
Chopsticks

Dews are the mists of Palestine,
their evaporation began Oct 7th
2023, and in December 2024, at
Dublin our fog of evil dissipated.

.            O          
         o  
    . ˚
(˚>

If I was a turkey
I'd be thinking
why they say 'ur
goose is cooked.

But in Kentucky
and also in Kiev
it's fried chicken,
the latter stuffed.

What really gets
me is when they
break wishbones,
(for expectations)

A carnivores birth
celebrated: why do
millions & millions
of herbivores, die?

Irish Wild Geese
fled to France to
escape Cromwell,
became Foie Gras.

And it was Geese
that saved Rome.
They did'n't get a
lot of thanks for it.

Let those who are not
opiated catholics skip
main courses, if not,
get your just deserts.

Because bird flu is on
the wing and P.E.T.A.
will have no pity for
a genocide of Goose's.

Remember the story
about killing the one
that lays the golden
() have you forgotten?

**** INRI, he should
be pulled from every
cross in Ireland, Viva
Palestina, Allah Akbar.




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=90AAcSvJAl0



Ps

Ryan O'Leary is a
Vegan since 40 yrs.
And a Muslim 4.

At the race course the
bookies use a system
of transmitting betting
odds, they are known
as tic tac men, but what
is odd, there's no sound.

It's a sort of semaphore
in Tai Chi that only they
know about, but it is all
done with the hands just
like a clock, although they
are bell assisted at Angelus.

There is a saying in Ireland
the man who made time made
plenty of it but the man who
made twine made ***** of it, or
when time is killed the witness
is always the primary suspect.

The empathy box
has a hole in it and
all of the Christmas
compassion slipped
through the opening.

It is too late to contact
Santa Claus, so all we
can do is divvy up what
we have and share it out.

This year those who need
it the most are in Palestine
which is where Jesus was
born in Bethlehem but it’s
been bombed by the Jews.

Around the world
in deity ways with
Hindus Buddists
Sikhs and Jainist  
all adhering to a
vegetarian diet at
Christmas but the
Catholics will be in
the process (as we
speak) of slaughter
on a genocidal scale.
Yet, what a joy it is
to go their edifices
and see a crucified
carnivore bleeding.

My girlfriend has
often wondered
why I have never
been tempted by
her endearments,
[in preference to
 morning c(¡)ffee]
But, she prefers to
drink toasted milk!

I'll have a coffee, with
cream and one sugar
if I may!

You misinterpreted me,
it's Rory Suchet, he's on,
on RT, Russia Today, now.

sigh is  (((((((((
the    echo    of
)))))))))  inspire

Pourriture Noble
(in French).

The fungus is Botrytis cinerea,
subdivision Deuteromycotina.

Or in plain English
it is called NOBLE ROT.

Description of my poetry.
Awarded the Noble Prize.

When empires collapse
  colonists try to keep
  the colonised out by
 closing their borders.

    Sorry for knocking
   your door now, but
we have as much right
     to be here as you.

   The EU / NATO are
   a club of failed state
colonial nations using
collectivism for survival.

  Populist procurement
  of power is prohibited
and silencing expression
   is a last ditch attempt.

But there's a new weapon
of war which overwhelms
all at the disposal of those
 who cling to dominance.

It is between the brackets.

(                                             )

Imagine réveillez,
6 thousand scripts
on parade.

Dressed, versed,
rehearsed and all
individually named.

Yet none being sir,
nor not a one
being rank or file.

Volunteers of
vocation, voicing
for the silenced.

The Vagabond Of God,
shepherds letters, with
pen, and nib, on paper.


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Typeface Bold, is about John Bradburne the worlds most prolific poet.

He left behind 6,000 poems.[16] He is in the Guinness World Records for being in terms of lines of poetry alone, the most prolific poet in English. Comprising a total of 169,925 individual lines. Bradburne's output almost doubles that of William Shakespeare.[17] Most of his poems were written after 1968 and cover a wide range of spiritual, natural, elegiac and narrative subject matter. As he wrote his domestic letters largely in verse, new poems from the recipients are still occasionally found

When I was young
many the time I lay
awake because the
holy bible said that
death comes like a
thief in the night

Now that I am an
old atheist **** with
fear and insomnia
I curse the fox for
not stealing the rooster
every ****** morning

Putin issues Zelensky
with a warning, it is
surrender now or the
Kiev chicken will be
singed at the stake &
basted with a mother
Russia hot bott sauce.

It is only the non believers
fear a New Year Holocaust.

Convert now and God will
have you wishing in a flash.

Contact: jesus.ww3@nuke.is
& make 2025 a year to forget.

Remember, every mushroom
cloud lining is radiating silver.

The advantage is there is no
need for new year resolutions.

Robbie Burns knew what was
coming, his title was a metaphor.

So, pop next door, tell your olde
acquaintances to go & get ******.

.  Is it a cOincidence,

   is it etymOlOgical,

    is it an anOmaly,

         is it lOgical

   that there are twO

rOund access cOvers

  in every p O t h O l e

when we all knOw that

One wOuld be sufficient?


  But what is very Odd

   thOugh, is that there

       is an O in every

           line Of this

              p O e m.


          Trap dOOrs,

           mind hOw

              you gO

             nOt easy

                   tO








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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*
                                 Daylight
Woke
                                 Escaped
Demons
                                 Shadow
Abandons
                                  Me
Repeat

If you can't hear the siren, it is Houthi
Because the blast off was close to Djibouti
They've developed a new Rocket  
In Tel Aviv they say Fock - It
And the Paddystinians have just called it a duty

NATO poked mother Russia,
didn't pull out in time, had a
dis-organism which is known
as a premature miscalculation.

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Polyneuropathy: Nerve damage that can cause pain, tingling, numbness, or weakness in the legs and hands, and difficulty breathing
Organomegaly: Enlarged liver, spleen, or lymph nodes
Endocrinopathy/edema: Abnormal hormone levels that can lead to diabetes, hypothyroidism, ****** problems, fatigue, and swelling in the limbs
Monoclonal protein: An abnormal protein produced by abnormal plasma cells in the bone marrow
Skin changes: Darkening, thickening, red spots, or increased ****** or leg hair
What Is POEMS Syndrome? An Overview
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An early sign of POEMS syndrome is papilledema, which is reported in 29–64% of patients. Papilledema correlates with poor prognosis.
Nerve pain is common in POEMS syndrome and can be treated with drugs such as amitriptyline, gabapentin, or pregabalin.



Ps.

According to my doctor
I am suffering from a rare
form of compulsory poetry
disorder with my current
count of 5,733 poems and the
Guinness book of records
holder John Bradburne had
6,000 composed at the time
of his death. As he is not there
to continue the challenge, I
will not take his record away
from him, but I will be exceeding
six thousand poems early 2025.

Throwing stones at a
doll's house is futile.    

This has been proven
by previous (little) men.  
            
Matryoshka's external
appearance is an illusion.

Obese, aged, incapacitated,
perception is deception.

Crimea was a caesarian,
the Donbass an abortion.

Kiev and Odessa are both
close to their gestation period.

Zelensky joined a parade of
puppet mastered parasites.

They all misread the passive
rumination of the Moss Cow.

Every year some city in
the world is capitol of
something or other, we
are all aware of cultural.

And because it rotates, as
the olympics or world cup
we get to see and learn
about new peoples & places.

But due to tell a vw being
Hate Capitol winner since
1947+1 Isreal is now official
and permanent "Host State".

Most people are not aware
but (a * is born), the song, is
about the evil ones, the most
hated people on the planet.


Ps.

Paddystilians the most loved.

.  Leaves have taken
    on the hue of my
      brush just now,
   kissed by autumn.

 Neither hide nor hair
     can be seen of me,
   nor will I woof, but,
 I can't withhold a wag.

In the park there is a sign

      YOU ARE HERE


For those in the habit of

purchasing return tickets.


A tree in the forest needs

no assurances such as this.


They require no paper trail

and leaves despite the term,

  never go any further than

  the roots or trunk shadow.


Money grows on branches,

but when printed it looks for

a safe place, a vault, a bank.


   Back to the comfort zone

        ARE YOU THERE

                        ?

Mother Russia wishes
Genocide Joe and all
  the evil ones a very
     Happy Nuclear.

    Putin on the blitz
    threw down the
   gauntlet and then
   challenged NATO.

    A duel which we
    all hope they will
        be accepting,
   God Less America!

Hear Ye Hear Ye Hear Ye

Simon Harris announced

that the Israeli Embassy in

Dublin is to be converted

into a refugee centre for

Palestinians from Gaza.

A Paddy Stillian is an
illicit Poteen Maker in
the hills of Connemara.

I dug a hole to bury all
of my bad memories &
on the obituary I wrote.

Depth of reminiscence is
equal to the earth mound,
so I am unable to backfill.

Imagine living at numero uno
on Cul De Sac off Rock Bottom
Road where there are no letter
boxes because nobody knows
you are there. AA day trippers
come an go, Yo-Yo people who
just drop in and Boomerang out
again, on life choice excursions
but never stay, just fly by nights.

Imagine being born into this and
never knowing anything different,
even from infancy, nothing but a
constancy of pain anxiety and fear
from where there is no escaping
and no Dr Bob prescription to take
or no pharmacy to dispense one or
none of this too will pass nonsense,
because you are on a one way street.

Imagine having to accept the things
you cannot change, imagine if we all
wore Dosimeter  badges similar to the
ones used to detect ionising exposure
of radiation (but for feelings) then all
our levels could be visually analysed
just like before when black diamonds
were stitched to shoulders of those who
experience death tragedy and grieving.

Imagine all of that when you pass a
ship in the night, or an en passant on
the street with a face you have never
seen before or never will again, a hand
cupped open in the hope of at least an
expression of empathy, imagine for a
brief moment that a wrong turn at the
roundabout is all it takes and you too
could be living @1.einbahnstrasse.me.


Ps

This is my Christmas Poem 2024.
Goodwill and Peace to you all.

Duel  at  Diablo
Duelling Banjos
Duel@2025.RU
Ready America
Putinontheblitz
&motherRussia
Isgoingtofcuku

I T    C O U L D    B  E  

A N    A C R O S T I C

O R     A N A G R A M

O F A D E N S E F O G

O R T U L L A M O R E

D E W  O R  A  H A Z E

M I G H T E V E N B E
            
(       A  M I S T   U        )

I R I S H D R I N K AND

            <•> " <•>
                    
A N D  S I T I  T H E R E

  BUTNOTGUINNESS

"How like a fawning
   publican he looks"


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                The
           Merchant
                  of
            Guinness

It is eccentricity when one is
English, but if Irish, it's mad.

Humphrey is a long way from
Tipperary, closer to Wadsworth.

"He looks the whole world in the
  face, for he owes not any man"

Yet, they try to Blacken, Smith of
the village, Tadcaster, Oxton Hall.

Great spirits always encounter
opposition from mediocre minds.

I raise my glass to you Humphrey S.
even though it's filled with Guinness.


https://www.theguardian.com/news/2024/dec/19/humphreys-world-how-the-samuel-smith-beer-baron-built-britains-st­rangest-pub-chain

As you can see, I ploughed it, next

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I planted the seeds, all bio organic

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and then I waited for the irrigation


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to grow a fine crop of hieroglyphics


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The British have been Brexited

La France fcuked out of Africa

America not allowed in BRICS

And Jews pack a sad in Dublin.

Ireland is now viewed as
the most compassionate
country for Arab nations
in the world, our support
for Palestine has earned
us Islams highest respect
and we will be welcoming
all the refugee’s seeking a
safe haven from genocide
being committed by Jews.
And now that there is no
Israeli Embassy in Dublin
the country is cleansed of
evil, almost, F.UK.US to go.

Not every conscience has
been allocated an address,
mine, or should I say ours,
has it's only used as a night
courier drop for Ego, from
Yin@demonsdeiveries.com

Michael  Holly  Barrett's
poetry it's like driving in
the forest on a Summers
day, but wishing Winter.

Be it the latter, I could turn
the windscreen wipers on,
then swipe the glass clean
of insects and bird splatter.

But I am not in my van, I'm
at the computer using my
index finger to speck check,
is it a fly mark or punctuation?

                  <>


I soldiered on when hope was gone ,
Trance fixed  by a light shining , so brightly.
Almost deaf and nearly blinded,
I moth shuffled on, determined to find it.

An angelic cherub, landed on my shoulder
His little finger ,he pointed.
It was a heavenly light of Bethlehem,
Christmas night , l became so excited.

I stumbled and fell three times,
I was my fathers son, the chosen one
born to carry that cross
I would find my path, and the idiot.

Who left on the Hall light, all night
I'll find him, and I did , and told him
We'd put this episode behind us,
but then, went back to bed, and forgot
to put off the Hall light again.

Michael Holly Barrett. ©




Ps.

There is no need to copyright that poem
Mr M.H. Barrett, nobody will plagiarise it.

Insomniacs daydream nocturnally,
only blond women, who dye their
hair roots black, experience R.E.M.




Ps.

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