Do we live
Just to be a memory?
Like
A living thing once was
But
Now
A fossil?

I  stand at the window.
I sit on the park bench.
I stop at the school gates
Watch the Children play.

Boys and girls interacting,
Unaware of their
Enchantment.
I hear
The sounds of their talk and play,
Their laughter and screams,
Their energy...
They're all little moonbeams.

I want to join them in their play.
Some notice me and I smile.
Curiously, some smile back.
But wait!
This could be misconstrued!

I walk away from the window.
Get up from the park bench.
Walk away from the school.

I want to remain in today
Don't want it to ebb away
I want to stay...
Too, the way we are...

To know only Love
It's where we truly belong...
In our own
Perfect Love song.

Don't want tomorrow to come,
I want the moment to live on
Untouched by age and time...
Like a flower never withering,
Remaining always in the perfect state...

Defeating death and decay!

I walked
For a time
Down the path
THEY
Paved for me

(Singular observation,from myself )

They
Wanted to guide
MY every
Step
Through Their World
Their Creation
Then,
I felt
A sudden Sensation:
Not In Control!

I
Took a turn
Digressed
Like
The Lateral Thinker....

Now,
I am free to a degree (Probably, that's as far as it will get for most of us) regardless,
I feel a
Dilation
Liberation
Emancipation
Salvation.

BOOM!

...the sound of the news via TV reporting the war in...

...before you press the button, ignite the bomb
END IT ALL!
PLEASE consider
What it has taken
For us to get where WE are...
A lot of Blood, Sweat and Tears,
Discordant, Revolutionary years!

Is this what you want- your work down the drain?
Is this what you want- to annihilate the human race?

THINK!
About the CHILDREN, their FAITH in the older age.
I said, THINK about the CHILDREN, their TRUST in the older age.
They are relying on YOU
To show them the RIGHT things to do.

Is this what you want- to destroy them all?
Is this what you want- to END the WORLD?... Well, IS IT!?

Before you press the button, ignite the bomb, end it ALL
PLEASE consider---the REST of MANKIND!

Mother Earth Loves You
She Offers SO Much
So Take Good Care Of Her
Be Always Gentle... With Your Touch.

Tom's
Don't
Grow on trees,
And
Don't always come to teas,
Expessely nice ones like you!
Picking
Out the right ones is hard,
Just
Like picking out cards,
I think you are nice
JUST
Like Rice.


By J. Pickering

The Jehovah's Witnesses
Constantly
Find ways
For you not to LIVE!
Life... to its Fullness!
On
Top
Of that,
They are obsessed with talking about
the END...
Of the world!

This LIFE
We are born into
And
Given by God
IS a gift so amazing...
You will  Never
Find
The right words to describe how
Special it is!

Don't be Fooled!
Don't be brain washed!

ENJOY
This gift
Because one day
It...Will...be...over.
WE
Don't
Need
Constantly
Reminded
Of It!!

LOVE, on wood,
Is raised
Perpendicular
Into the grey sky.
Below
The intense agony
And silent victim
Stand the military
Gambling
For his apparel.
Mary and Mary Magdalene lament...
Above,
Utters of despair, forgiveness...
Then death.

Imperceptible
To the organic eye,
His Spirit ascends into the opening
Sky;
And there in the empyrean
He bides his time
For the Love---
Of ALL mankind.

There is no room for pacifists
In this world;
It's a militant's Paradise.

Do we live
Just to be a memory?
Like a living thing once was
But now
A fossil?

You say listen!
Listen, I do.
I
Hear NO words of wisdom,
I'm hearing
NOTHING
NEW!

Is straightforward
Anything
Abstruse
Enigmatic
Esoteric
Is
Suspect!

...is straightforward
Anything abstruse
Or
Esoteric
Is
Suspect!

The truth
Is
You!

Mum
Dad
God
Jesus
Me
You.

Or,

God
Mum
Dad
Jesus
You
Me!

She died aged thirty
Because
She thought
Intensely.
She
Applied her Mind
To the study
Of mankind, existence
And
Her own reality.
She
Wrote and wrote
Studied and studied.
Thirty years passed
Then
She collapsed,
Leaving
Behind her speculations,
Contemplations,
Musings on so much,
An impressive body
Of work.

Her demise
Was
Due to self-neclect.
You see
She was predominantly cerebral
Feeding
Her mind
To the detriment
Of
The rest
Of her
Being.
She
Became emaciated
Grew
Weaker, and weaker till
She expired.
So much
Was the power of her mind.

Make
YOUR
Own  footprint in the sand!
Don't
Let
Anyone
Step for you, OR step in front of You!
Walk
Your
Way!
That
Is ALL
I always want to say!

You
Are fed up
Of me
Tired of me
Resent me.

Believe it or not
I
Felt the same way about myself
Before
Your
Dislike for me manifested itself.

I
Understand
(Somewhat) society's, the system's, stranger's
Enmity
Toward myself.
I
Had the same abhorrence
For
Myself...Nearly, committed suicide...
Bought a hellium kit....contemplated ww1 , ww2 , Hiroshima, Nakisaki.... Veitnam war...

Then,
A child touched me with their innocence,
And
MY OWN
INNOCENCE
Returned
To me
Pristine.


HOLY
And
DIVINE.

I , like the multitude
Are saying in a gentle voice...No more violence, destruction
Of
Life.


And You.

I feel so fragile
Ready to break
I'm like a little porcelain doll
Ever so delegate
Ready to fall
Shatter
Into tiny little pieces.

DON'T pick up  the mess!
You
Never helped  Me
When I was whole, complete
At My best
SO why now?!

Go away!
Leave me alone!
I don't
Need Your sympathy!
Too late!
The Damage is done!

By Violet

I break my  ******* heart
Because
I
See
Injustice, horror, upon the Earth.
While,
I
See marvelous seas, lands, and imagination!

Turn

YOUR gaze
From
The computer age,
From
The Screen of Artificiality...
Synthetic offerings
From
A False world.

LOOK!
Look the Other Way!
Look
What NATURE has
On display...
The Sky, Hills, Mountains
Rivers

My
Attachment
Is
With
Nature

I am  here where MANY have already been,
How long will I linger
Before I move on?

Will
I
Move on?



Growing Is hard
Not growing harder,
Especially,
When  there is a motivation, compulsion
To
Grow,
Like
The flowers and trees
Defying gravity,
Exercising
Urge and belief
In
It's existence/
Their
Existence,
Thrusting itself
Toward
Heaven.


But
Still
Treasuring
This present earth
And
Cosmos!

Devaluation

Lay man
Poor man
Struggling
To
Survive!

Who
Is going to Help You?

Help you in this world?

There is too much opposition...
Trying
To drown US!

They
Don't want ME to survive.
They
Just
Me
To
Drop....
Dead.

I
Won't
Give up my struggle
I
Will fight to survive.
I
Will
Carry on fighting
For
My Rights.
I
Will
Fight for others like me.

So,
Laypeople
Struggle no more.

Poor man
You
Are RICH!

The
Dialogue
Is
Never ending.

If,
You put a full stop
Where
You
Wish,
Then do so.

The beginning
Is
Always
Starting.

VIOLET.

The
Wind...
Ribbon
In her hair...
Her crown  of glory,
Blowing
Everywhere.

I am a Flower
With
So Much Power!

Violet, I've wrote a song for you
Just to reinforce the Love I have for you
And too,
To say a big" Thank You!"...
For being there for me.  

Violet, you are the only one
Who understood me, my ways
You helped me understand
A woman's point of view
I've learned much from you...
Thank You!

Violet, I will never forget the day
I first saw you
My heart it lept and we began to play
Then,
We ran away...Together
Enduring all kinds of weather
I know
You remember
Thank You!

I
Was there on a visit.
Helen, was in the bedroom
Gordon, was sitting in his swivel chair.
They were like grandparents to me.
Their lounge was decorated in the style
Of Charles R. Macintosh.
Helen came into the lounge and told
Gordon off about leaving a glass by
Their bedside...it was musty.
I laughed to myself
They were, though wise, a typical couple
And
I enjoyed their company
Very much.

I began to cry.
Helen came to me and asked,  ' What's wrong, son?'
'I am happy to see you both!' I replied.
'Then, why cry? said Helen.
......' Because... You're both dead!'
Helen, and Gordon, looked at each other
Puzzled...I woke up.

I am waiting
For you
At
Our
Usual place
In the rain.
I
Am waiting for Christ too
To
Come again!

I look
Down the street,
Approaching
Is a bus.
It comes
Forward
Minus you...
Still
Waiting
For you!

Waiting in the rain
For
My
Summer to come
My
Summer's SUN!

People
Pass
With
Turned up collars,
Hiding under umbrellas.
I
Am
Sheltered
I need a doorway
Hungry
For
You!

The
World
Could end
In
The waiting...

I wash
My body in the sea
Waves
Wash
Over me
Waves greater than me
Powerful and strong
Tsunami!
Yet,
I feel
Your liquid Purify Me
Your strength petrify me!

I swim
Back
To the shore...
As
My Soul
Can't  take it anymore.

Oh,
What a   bird  must see
To our envy.
(Taken
for granted? Maybe!)

The
Motion of flight
The ability to fly
Encourages me to always live
NEVER Die.

One can feel guilty
For
Being alive,
Especially,
When
So many die.
One
Can
Feel guilty laughing
While
So many cry.

I will cry, I will die.
We
Need
Laughter
To get us by!

I feel so fragile
Ready to break
I'm like a little porcelain doll
Ever so delicate
Ready to fall
Shatter
Into tiny little pieces.

DON'T pick up  the mess!
You
Never helped  Me
When I was whole, complete
At My best
SO why now?!

Go away!
Leave me alone!
I don't
Need Your sympathy!
Too late!
The Damage is done!

By Violet

What
Can I say?... My mind's a whirl!
Because of history and a  Bewildered world.... BUT,
I
Am both, a Boy ...and Girl .
And,
I love both sexes within me.
While you,( devil?)
Bomb,
Annihilate
The
Daisies
In the fields...World war1/2...if there is is WW3 it is the ultimate stupidity... insanity!
"I "
Just,
To let the daisies in the grass know
I
Will
Water you...
Do
The least,
Preserve YOUR,
Significance,Wonderment
With
One
Drop
Of ...( Water)...
LOVE!

Than
A painting
Novel
Poetry
Song
Film... MORE
Than
History, geography, philosophy
Maths and science....
ETC.

Welcome to the world newborn!
And
Know what?
YOUR presence
Has made the world a better place.
I
Can just imagine
Your infant glow
Being Born
ALL
Over the World...
ALL
Corners of the earth.
Welcome
Welcome
Welcome
My Child!
YOU
Are the greatest
GIFT
To
The
Human race!

...I love you
The
Best way
I
Can!

I
Know
It is
Inadequate.

Still...

The
World
Is Rotten
To the
Core.

It
Is a plague...Hades... pestilence... mental and physical disablement....An Aged BUT ever
Young
Entity...
I
Love you
With
A
Feeble touch, cooling your brow...a stroke...with heartfelt motion.

They gathered round his perambulator
To feast on such a wonderful sight:
A newborn radiant, smiling
Kicking his legs in the air
Delighting the hearts of his admirers...
Innocence
So
Fair!

Decades passed.


He became a mass murderer.

YOU...who
Don't believe in
Yourself ,
Remember
ALL
The other people
Who
Believe and
Warm
To YOU!
Remember,
GOD believes
In YOU
More
Than you will ever know.

I extricated myself
From man's creation,
Disentangled myself
From the machines
And wires,
Walked
Off the concrete
Disrobing and discarding
The artificial attire,
Then
Stepped
Bare feet
Onto the grass
And,
Made my way
Back home.

(With a smile on my face.)

This
Present existence
Maybe hell, and I may be the umteenth denizen to agree that it is.
BUT
Also
I
Cannot ignore
The ecstasy and Paradise
I
See and feel
While
Adjacently
The
Great atrocities
Subtly and blatantly
Still
Go on,
Blood and guts
Blasting it in our faces
While I visit the park and
Feed the ducks
Thinking...
It's getting too hot.

This night
Is of no consequence.
Nothing of great significance
Is taking place,
Nothing
That will go down in history
As a great event,
Nothing
That will capture the minds
Of men.

Incumbent
I am
In bed,
Piece of paper, pen in hand
Reading over what's just been
Written/ said,
And
Which you,
I wonder,
Have Read.

I'm a whisper
Just
A whisper
In the wind.
I am blowing
Through the trees
I am as fresh
As the morning breeze.
I am
Just a whisper, whisper in the wind.

My whisper echos over the hilltops,
Over the seas
Beyond
And, ever so far;
Listen to that little whisper,
You may hear me say...
I   LOVE  YOU!

I am Blessed, ever so Blessed
By so many things;
My
Mortal Soul
Will one day be layed to rest.

May you hear
that little whisper.

By: Violet.

Because
In this life
YOU

Are

EXPENDABLE.