Trees, clouds, bloody nature Just beauty is all you see The world ready to be instilled on paper To be observed readily. Not just the fond wondering landscape Picture postcard treat from your mind But anything where people could relate, Not just the sweetness refined. The horrors of war, or fleeting love, More subjects to…
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Bloody Brexit
Bloody Brexit, you awful thing Another week, another din Erecting borders for your sins A dark foreboding shill. A dastardly lie, that you pose Another propaganda dose Something which a few people chose Bound in simpering thrills. Xenophobic, overtly so With racial hatred all a go Another week for the Brexit show Enshrined along the…
Blinded
You’ve raised discourse to heights of pomposity Discussions discussed peppered with animosity. More targets painted on the immigrants’ backs Small boats, a tidal wave, you given to hacks, Who repeat these lies and your grandiose schemes Inflating hate whilst you preen, Another dead cat story that you fling Hiding the attacks on society to which…
Autumn
Gurgling, shushing, splashing, gushing, Water racing often outpacing Walkers rambling by the bank Cagouled against the zephyr bracing. Epitome of Autumnal meander Leaves falling creating dander For creatures in need of slumber Hibernating snores laced with thunder. OH, happy Autumn, don’t recant, The beauty in each golden day Crisp, burnished, benevolent To herald us on…
The Board
The seats around the table were finally filled by “The Board”, all beautifully tailored in the finest Savile Row suits from charcoal to a daring pin stripe at the head of the Table. Sammael looked on. He had be known by various names and titles: The Fallen One, Asmodeus, Satan or his favourite one –…
Warts
Granny’s house smelt of warm gingerbread and dust intermingled with the aroma of mothballs which always brought Jonah some peace. He sat in the little living room on the sofa with doily headrests, chintzy to repel any degradation. Salted tears fell on the cracked skin of left arm not being a purified panacea needed but…
The Kiss
A touch, soft, just a hand brushing the face, Finger tips gently caressing, now waits, For the momentary silken embrace, With hearts entwined in a blissful state. Love itself, conquering all, dispelling Sadness, loneliness, negativity, Banished. Simple with words compelling, Just a light touch to garner brevity. Now both holding close and beating as one,…
Suddenly…
This poem was written as a certain editor and creative writing teacher did not like the transition word “suddenly”… So being the absolute arse that I am ….. This is credited to Leonora. The washing machine explodedGushing suds, sods and waters deepSudden, sodden the slipping linoA skating rink filled with sheetsEvacuated from the whirlpool drumOut…
Populism
The racists never really went away, Just hid themselves in the background, Nurturing their hate for that fateful day. Appearing again with political sway Marching, shouting, banners unwound. The racists never really went away. Dooming us all to hear them bray, Their dystopian message echoes and sounds, Nurturing their hate for that fateful day. Populism…
Mr Grey’s Comeuppance
I wrote this for international women’s day 2022. That blasted Grey with instruments bobbin,Never thought about the crashing waves,But tumbled around with member throbbing,Leather clad against the light of day.Whip in hand, a masterful wet sponge,Misogyny bound with every twist.Mr Grey, eyes glistening, looking stunnedAt the unbound female escape artist.The table leapt, the lady screams“You…