Covid exhausts, the government exhausts the climate exhausts where then is the grace? We are not alone. Everything has a cause. We are like a sea tossed ship, that has forgotten there is land.
Is life real?
I feel as though the horror and violence waging wars around make no sense. —— How can we believe its right today to hurt a child or blast them away? —— Where is the sense or rationale? It’s archaic, cruel, a foul bad tale. —– Is there a place where children play? A timeless point,… Continue reading Is life real?
The Cult of War
Tarnished shells of tragedy and sorrow, burnt out buildings and long snout guns, stand against the hideousness of violence and the cult of war. ——- Children flung from cowering to funerals, parents arms empty, people without homes, empty plates and emptier eyes hollowed by pain, and the cult of war. —— Trampled plants and the… Continue reading The Cult of War
God is listening!
It chilled my soul, cos I could see their goal, dominating women, and then, push them into dark corners make their lives more onerous beat them black and blue tell them what to do, while they gloat and glower and boasting of their power boiling their own souls. ———- It chilled my soul, cos I… Continue reading God is listening!
The Barn Owl
Motionless but for a revolving head, waiting palely, a faint outline in the brooding darkness suddenly rends the air with a psycho scream, penetrating, threatening. —— A ghostly flight as it sweeps the ground waiting silently, a sentinel of the dying light, seeking the future through scampering feet, blood for a scavenger’s brood. ——/ White against the… Continue reading The Barn Owl
New Year
Gnarled, growling, gasping for your breath, New Year grabs us and startles the earth, no one is missed, none escape the strength of a new beginning’s traipse over the grotty, grim crimes of the states. ——/ Bargaining, brainstorming the distant hope, time harries the stricken, strains their rope swinging over the murky waters of deprivation,… Continue reading New Year
Christmas Lights
He stood, stark against the bomb blasted, bleak land, His heart bearing pain, sorrow and blight of a child’s light, Abused, beaten, trafficked, abandoned, Helpless as the baby he became. ——- Tears running down his beard, from his beleaguered soul, seeing broken bone weary, loss battered women Oppressed, violated, imprisoned Faceless as the babe he became. ————… Continue reading Christmas Lights
The Evils of the Love of Money
The greasy oil barons and the greedy gas companies making dirty electricity that’s priced beyond reach. Like a sucking leech on the poor: they drain them of their last coins to maintain hidden pots of gold, and like beady eyed predators they watch and grin then spend their ill gained lolly on another new sin.
Children Deserve The Best!
I fear to look at the little ones who’ll die, I fear to look on their faces blue with cold, I fear to look on the little ones who are sick, I fear to look at the faces of those who had the mightiness to stop little ones suffering so ———– Five course dinners while… Continue reading Children Deserve The Best!
A Moment in Time
I stood and stared, the road silent for once, listening to the thumping beat of the waves on the harried shore, and the call of the wind whispered in my ear of wet weather to come, the rustle in the bushes of small birds startled by jackdaws rough calling, charging passed. —– I stayed watching,… Continue reading A Moment in Time