Simple History
This is a simple history, Reading between lines and Under the meanings. Mad emperors never existed. Their Plans were always to rule all. In all the ages, these men Simply… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
not superstition
we lend the land to the humans in return they abuse it and us without thanks or thought believe their artificial divisions make their pathetic parcels sovereign when they’re all… Continue Reading
The World Order
Betrayals have a way of succeeding at first, Until the betrayed have the courage to stand Together against the betrayer. There is always a Risk when weapons are involved, and… Continue Reading
One Last Thing This Year
For all the darkness in me, I am a bright light, and that Negative impulse a minority Of me which I have taught myself To laugh at and banish Most… Continue Reading
Norwich Library
You couldn’t even say it was local, This library a 40-minute walk away, When another’s closer by half the Time, and yet to be visited. This one, Here, at the… Continue Reading
Reminisce
Is it worth even saying or thinking That we’re not the people we once were? Tennyson said it, probably in a different Context, but the same. To reminisce is Not… Continue Reading
Haptic
In the lost library, a secret room holds A secret hoard of books lined by any Manner of skin, animal, alien, human, And their clasps are fashioned from Finger bones,… Continue Reading
Old pic, new poem – jmwt
jmwt mad sketch inside life burn cast rip tear apart what is skew existence angles perspective and all boundaries blur light cuts air bends carve rock into uncertain flesh life… Continue Reading
This is what I want to say
It is entirely appropriate that a poem I wrote in 2016 after the advisory referendum on the UK’s membership of the EU should still be relevant now, in a week… Continue Reading
Origin
Take science or faiths, all Often rightly maligned, to Explain where humanity Came from, and all branches Of these disciplines, beliefs, Superstitions, take us back To one singular point of… Continue Reading