Archive for poetry

White Hats, Black Hearts?

August 18, 2008 · Filed under Political, poetry, war · Tagged , ,

Where have all the old good guys gone?

What have all the new good guys done?

Were the good guys really that good?

Are the good guys in a foul mood?

Their “White Cowboy Hats” going grey?

Who’ll live to fight another day?

If ignorance is trully bliss?

Can I give the order to “Dismiss?”

One more war, ending childrens lives?

Tanks, soldiers, rifles, guns, and knives?

Looting, murder, rape and pillage?

This was once, a peaceful village?

Mothers with babies, lost and scared?

Crying out loud “We thought YOU cared?”

A Peace Treaty that has been signed?

But will it bring THEM peace of mind?

Another day, the fog of war?

Another choice, just like before?

Another way, killing no more?

Another voice, settling a score?

Differing ways, different times?

Peace-Keepers with mountains to climb?

Miss the start, now don’t miss the end

Has the Human Race got a friend??

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Situation Vacant…

August 13, 2008 · Filed under Life, The Darkside of ME, poetry · Tagged , ,

Health, education, Social Work, and the Voluntary Sector

Sign on the dotted line, more info. please, a local inspector

A Property Surveyor, and A Fleet Support Co-ordinator

A Contaminated Land Assistant, P.A. to Chairman & Director

A Respite Support Manager, and a Business Advisor

Asbestos Co-ordinator, and a Community Neighbourhood Manager

A Director of Finance, and a Financial Controller

Training and Risk Manager, and an on-line Production Editor

Medical Field Service Engineer, A Plant Hire Controller

A Dental Therapist, and A Mental Health Social Worker

A job is a job, and you could be onto a winner

Don’t go to an interview dressed up like a dogs dinner

The winner doesn’t always take it all

You don’t really have to keep your eye on the ball

Don’t get your fingers in too many pies

Don’t expect a politician to apologise

Does a stitch in time really save nine?

Is what’s yours is yours, then what’s mine is mine?

If you spare the rod, do you spoil the child?

Do you know of anyone, really, born to be wild?

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Drive You To Drink…

August 11, 2008 · Filed under Life, poetry · Tagged , ,

I was stupid, yes I know
To drive your Ford Mondeo
I was going far too fast
I had done this in the past
I’d only had a few beers
It gets rid of all my fears
I never saw the baby
Was I speeding? Yes maybe
I was texting on my phone
I’d been drinking on my own
The car would not stop in time
A dead baby is my crime
I’d downed a couple of beers
I’m sorry for all the tears
I did not mean to hit her
I’ve had my chips and Bitter

I don’t drive now, I’m a fool
Taking chances is not cool
Now I’m sitting in my cell
In my head, I burn in Hell

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A Short One

August 4, 2008 · Filed under Life, poetry · Tagged , , ,

Poetry is not a new thing
But how long will it last
We can’t predict the future
And we can’t undo the past

 

Is poetry an addiction
Not like drugs, or sniffing glue
If there was no more poems
Tell me what would we all do

 

Poetry can’t bring peace on Earth
Or feed the starving masses
As I look all around me
I can not find my glasses

 

Poetry can be really fun
But you need to beware of the cat
I know it’s unusual, it’s not a dog
This pussy, you can’t stroke or pat

 

 

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War Games

July 29, 2008 · Filed under Political, poetry · Tagged , ,

You’re playing your War Games forever
Aircraft Carriers, Tanks and Jeeps
Fighting the warfare guerilla,
Feeling no Karma, you’re in too deep,
You can’t keep starting War Games forever

A Constitution’s good, not written in stone.
Searching for your Holy Grail
Fighting a War Guerilla
You know it’s gonna fail
Peace is my answer, and feeding the poor.
You’ve got power, but you don’t wanna let it go, Let it go!
To keep on fighting your war games forever.

The face of the future is asking you How?
You’ll never defeat the War Guerillas
You look everywhere, in the back of your mind
Your still playing your war games so clever.
Protecting your finances, while you’ve still got time

Peace is the answer, well it’s better, much better than war
So just remember, you have to, you gotta let us know
When you stop playing your war games forever
You’re playing your War Games together

I want you to make peace and not war
I’m sure you’ve heard that before
You’ve got the power to end it right now
So please stop playing your war games forever

Let little children grow up in peace,
Stop playing your war games Whatever!!
It’s better to talk, for the sake of our Earth
You can’t keep playing your war games forever
Your building a barrier, why can’t you see
You’ve got the cheek to question my sanity.
Just stop playing your War Games and blether
You know talking’s the right thing to do

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A Man

July 28, 2008 · Filed under fun poetry, poetry, war · Tagged , ,

I am a blogger, just a blogger
If you don’t like me, I don’t care
I’m a blogger a silly blogger
I’ll do my blogging anywhere.

I am a man, Oh yes I am
I’ll show you proof, if you care
I am a man, you’ll see I am
Just take a look, if you dare

I like blogging, silly blogging
Just for fun, and we all share
I like women, yes any women
I don’t get none, that’s not fare

I am a man, an ordinary man
And yes, sometimes I swear
That’s just me, or maybe not
You may be bald, I’ve got hair

I’m a blogger a silly blogger
I like a banana, and a juicy pear
I am a man, a silly old man
But my balls are still a pair

I am a man, I can understand
You may read this, then say a prayer
To your God, up in His Heaven
But when I need Him He’s never there

I’m a blogger, just a blogger
If you don’t like me, I won’t care
I’m a blogger, like any other blogger
I am a man, I’m not a player

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Real Peace

July 28, 2008 · Filed under Political, poetry · Tagged , ,

In my nightmares and my dreams
Some things are not what they seem
With my eyes I can not see
The truth is hidden from me

Am I just hoping for peace?
A No-Mans-Land to police
It’s got to be a Real Peace

They’ve all got new killing toys
Why? For killing girls and boys?
Leaders treating you with disdain
Suffering children can’t complain

When please tell me will we know
Exactly when you’ll give peace a go
Turning peoples homes into ruins
That’s what your wars are doing

Am I just dreaming for peace?
Where the Blue Caps Police
Will that be the Real Peace

You said you tried for peace, that was before
Nuclear weapons, smart bombs and more
Filling babies lungs with the chemicals they release
That isn’t the way to get a lasting peace, a real peace

I feel like a lone voice in the wilderness
Can no-one else see the world’s in a mess
If I keep on shouting surely someone will hear
I feel like I’ve been running but getting nowhere

Will my dreams ever come true?
Dr. King had a dream for me and you
Can we really hope for an end to all war?
Another question for the elite to explore

Yawning and stretching, wiping my eyes
My dreaming is over, I’m now wide awake
It’s not quite light, and my world still sleeps
It peaceful now,will it last once dawn breaks?

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Yes

July 28, 2008 · Filed under Life, Love, poetry · Tagged , , ,

When you look at me, what do you see?
Do you think that I’m living a life of luxury?
I may break into a smile, just occasionally
But I can assure my friend it’s not easy being me

I’m not bad today, life’s never been easy
Alone in my bed, wondering where is she?
You won’t catch me crying, unfortunately
I’m so used to holding back the tears lately

I come here, write a bit, I’ve given up drinking
Don’t smoke either, so all I do is some thinking
I’ve always preferred a sun-rise to a sun-set
My dreams have vanished, I’ve got space to let

No more bad dreams, I’ve got that feeling here deep in my gut
Memories are fading, doors that were open,now firmly shut
Am I justing waiting to die? Perhaps I’m already dead?
Hang on a minute, the dog & goldfish are needing fed

If I was my heart, I’d be knocked down and senseless
If I was my lungs, I’d be burnt out and extremely breathless
I’m still waiting here, and feeling so awfully old
I’m just lying here, because that’s what I was told

When the kids have left home, will that be our end?
Will we still be together? Will we stay best friends?
It’s getting so dark now, then it must be at night
Will you join me once more, and be my shining light?

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Life

July 28, 2008 · Filed under Life, poetry · Tagged , ,

I’ve come here once again
To share with you my pain
Please don’t treat me with disdain
I’ll soon be off to Spain

Another bill to be paid
More new plans to be laid
Keep trying to make the grade
Embers of life start to fade

Trying hard to generate
Peace and hope, instead of hate
The planet’s in such a state
There’s no point getting too irate

Sit and watch the setting Sun
Children laughing, having fun
Now the day’s nearly done
I’ll have my dinner for one

Take a walk down by the sea
Seagulls fighting intensely
Water keeps flowing relentlessly
The best things in life are free

Getting sand between my toes
Forgetting all my earthly woes
Times have been harsh, and it shows
Like a book, life will one day close

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Blog On

July 26, 2008 · Filed under fun poetry, poetry · Tagged , , ,

Have you seen our pussy
Our nice little collie too
They drive everyone loopy
With the fighting that they do

We have got a new book club
We also have a class in photography
If you know how a digital camera works
Could you please enlighten me

log on log on log on
It’s sitting on the bog
That I type this blog
Blog on blog on blog on

Come the Summer Solstice
We’ll be dancing in the night
We don’t get up to no good
Because it will be still quite Light

Last year there was some Hippies
All dressed up, Oh what a sight
One had got her nose pierced
A fat girls dress was too tight

log on log on log on
We’d all just get along
If YOU could sing a song
blog on blog on blog on

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