unaware
of things
out there
you build
your beliefs
collected
and divided
by day dreams
hoping
they’ll come true
somehow
one day
searching
for the right
or left path
on your
mystic
earthly
stray
Nature
Polluting pipes
hot damp
bouncing of
cold asphalt
polluting pipes
of vehicles
driving
economy
thriving
smoke
all around
we slowly choke
seriously
it ain’t no joke
To the forest
rising damp
steam and smoke
misty sunlight
like a faded lamp
gazing upon dead wood
covering moist soil
the earth breathing
through snugly moss
trees waving
wandering gust
I should go to the forest
I really must…
The clouds are crying
there’s no denying
the clouds are crying
acid rain
is here again
a polluted stain
on all our forsaken lands
whilst we hold our hands
walking into extinction
You sea I see
calm
and wide
you come
and go
with the tide
guided by sun
and moon
your vastness
filling in
the voids
the depths
connecting lands
you sea
I see
we connect
somehow
you
and me
Footprints 👣 in the snow
you absorb
my footprints
as they leave
an impression,
capturing them
in quick succession
a transitory imprint
sustains
afore your
graceful retreat
when the sun comes up
and turns on the heat
Continues drizzle
gently
steadily
drip drip drip…
I may
just have
another kip
Bipolar
M2 gay bears
were dancing on ice,
playing a game,
rolling the dice
The ice began to melt
as the heat was on;
all the love they had felt
had sunk and was gone…
My beautiful English rose
she
was born
with many a thorn
prickly
yet blossoming
in my light
not to clamber
over yours truly
much to his delight
holding reds
fragrant and fresh
she stands firm
with puissant pose
now stuck
in me
I embrace her sting
my beautiful
English rose
A Nonymous
A Nonymous
was a shy young man
who came up
with a perfect plan
bought a cabin
in the boonies
to keep away
from all the looneys
glued his postbox
shut the blinds
build a fence
and planted mines
he removed himself
from internet
and stayed at home
all day in bed
turned his phone off
night and day
and put a sign up:
“Stay Away!!”
Go with the flow
go with the flow
said one tumbleweed
to the other
let the wind carry us far
so let’s rock and roll
my dear brother
Can we go back
can we go back
a little
maybe a thousand years
when there were other fears
rough but pure
a disease
no cure
when trees
were green
and forests clean
all in balance
almost good
no climate challenge
can we go back
No more
No more petrol
No more plastic
No more transportation
No more farming
No more deforestation
No more fertilizers
No more drilling
No more garbage
No more ignorance
No more talk
No more humans
No more pollution
We need a solution
Slug trail
the mark
the trail
the path
it took
to stain
my glass
with slime
Sublime!
The freedom of a fence
with air
passing through
you stand firm
and often tall
a borderliner
exposed to elements
weather
and dog piss
sat
and shat on
by birds
you witness
all
suspense
excitement
and the rest
the freedom
of a fence
The sun makes dust dance
it does…
Happy Sunday!
Do not rattle my cage
“pet me little one,
but do not rattle my cage”
said the lion at the zoo
or I may eat you up
and turn you
into poo
Screen door
aluminium and mesh
held by squeaky hinges
welcomes
a gentle entry
of air
frequently fresh
oft carried
by a soft summer’s breeze
passing from porch to pantry
keeping bugs at bay
backing the back
and the front door
all seasons
night and day
ANES
Witty words 