Fragile Earth

poet

This ground we stand upon

Feels quite solid to you

This life you’ve grown

Feels so real to you

The routine you follow

Feels so good and true

This shit you are feeling
Doesn’t have to be the end of you
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The Lake

poetry

In was the deepest darkest most treacherous corner of the known universe
It was where all survivors suffered and all heroes failed
It was a place of limited fantasy in what would have been a fantastic world
It is where our deepest darkest tale will be told

It was always dark for most of the cruel year
The temperature cold and the wind was bitter
No beast could survive in this inverted paradise
There only ever lived the foulest parasite

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Slumber

poet

Got to get myself away from this deep dark cloud I am under
Got to wake up from the storm that put me into a slumber
Got to find that part of me that smiled once every so often
I have to get back on track and dance to my favourite number

I know I have a few problems and I don’t lie
Got to sort them out but I don’t know how
I know I am full to the brim and I don’t know why
Got to shake off this negativity somehow Continue reading “Slumber”

State of Affairs

poet

Closed eyes under a perfect blue sky
It is so unblemished not a cloud in the way
The only clouds are circling my mind
The doubts, the chaos and the frustration

You use your voice but it is seldom heard
All your brainwaves and fantastic ideas
Everyone around you is too busy to listen up
Most people don’t even look into you
You are as see through as a ghost on All Hallows eve
You try to be heard and so your scream
Everyone takes a step back and give you a confused look
You know that being around just bothers them Continue reading “State of Affairs”

Suckerpunch

poetry

I want to take you back to 1993, it turned out to be one of the craziest years of my life, twenty one years old and had been working for Leyland bus since September 1988, I took the crazy decision to take redundancy in June/July of 1993 basically from a good wage to nothing in a space of a few months, my redundancy money did not last long. In 1993 there was no Monsters of Rock at Donington but everyone headed down to see Metallica and Megadeth in Milton Keynes, I think it was a good year for music from what I remember. Continue reading “Suckerpunch”

Fear of the Dark?

poet

This year I will turn 45 which is not so old yet not so young, the last rock concert I went to was Motley Crue and Alice Cooper November 2015, which is too longer for an old rocker like me! Especially when the likes of Slayer and the newly reformed (sort of) Guns N Roses have just left the withered shores of Italy.

I am counting the days since my last proper concert, I am watching concerts on you tube to see where my artists are at , if they are failing or trying to reach the old glory years, hell the last time I went to a full blown concert Lemmy was still alive. Continue reading “Fear of the Dark?”

Fragrance.

poetry

When you have an European final playing out in Wales
After the Manchester tragedy the world holds it breath
Hoping that another commercialised prestige event
Does not result in another untimely death

When all eyes are on the illustrious cup
The old lady let it slip from their grasp
When Ronaldo pockets another medal
This time it could be his last!

Saturday night time to relax and sing
Another busy working week has passed
Watching the television live from Cardiff
As another foreign team do a victory lap Continue reading “Fragrance.”