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The Blue Way
Slowly, shifting our stumbling minds they open Pandora’s box, letting their principles die, their seeming petty crimes bloat their egos and blind the people to their continued gaffes, grim groping and giving lies instead of truths in quantities, too many to number hoping to confuse, discombobulate, muddle and distract, thinking the populace too thick to…
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The Eternal Pilgrimage
I’ve walked the ways of curlews and grasshoppers, through meadows and pine trees, muddy lanes, valleys of mists and cliffs where choughs called to my soul and saw sun gilded branches and great ocean waves holding the glory of gold. === I’ve walked hospital corridors, shared shed tears, watched the light go from a sick…
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Waiting in the Night
Twas evening, when the fishermen sail, the sun shifting to shine on other seas, Faintly glowing the far off stars herald the approaching night. —— the light slowly recedes from the shore, as somewhere a wise owl calls from a wooded glade, where rested roosting birds ready to wake the dawn. ——– The silken skin…
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The empty House
The For Sale sign hung expectantly for weeks, til the joyful hurrying agent slapped ‘Sold’ on and had ages of paperwork work through while a loving couple who lived there were truly gone. —- It was their cosy home and garden, built in peace around their chattering children now moved on, loving hands that cleaned…
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Guantanamo Fear or Victims
—— He hides face in his arms as they grabbed him, twisting, hurting his already rope burned skin, innocently he had travelled to aged Afghanistan, guilty by colour and creed he was violently taken, not arrested, nor accused like hundreds of others. —— Guantanamo Bay, a cruel place of tried and tested torture criminalising good…
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The Gower Pilgrim
The steps of ancients have walked this way, searching out for easement of earthly sorrows, seeking souls to bring to an earthy paradise or expiating their sins with hunger and sorrow, opening a way for newer treads of modern soles to journey through the patient places of Gower. —— Weary living brings the purposeful pilgrim,…
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Fascism
Generations crippled and controlled, controversially, cruel governments count the dead and silence the poor; while the elite count their moneys and parade themselves fortuitously in roles designating fearful fascism. Comprehensibly overtaking press and media manipulating and monitoring until the oppressed seek redress. —— Painfully the demonstrating populace, face the potential ruinous choice of punishment, to…
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Children matter more than guns.
The once kissed face unrecognisably their chlld, tiny hands, they touched, covered in drying blood, their little lungs filled with blood, their future stolen and their once loving hearts, overwhelmed died, sacrificed at the altar of the ‘Right To Bear Arms.’ —- Mothers broken by the news weep inconsolably, fathers fury chokes the tears back…
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The Partygate Dance
He danced for the scribes and the hypocrites, He danced for a tune taught by the oil rich, he danced for the women and danced for lust, he danced for the wealthy and danced for glee. === He danced against the laws and the protocols, he danced against the poor and the vulnerable, He danced…
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