The Message in Me
An older poem, restructured to encompass latest developements on global affairs. Order out of chaos / divide and conquer.
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An older poem, restructured to encompass latest developements on global affairs. Order out of chaos / divide and conquer.
» Read moreA poem about cosmic connection and world events. Nevertheless, I am wishing a very Happy New Year to all who read me. I appreciate it very much. 🙂
» Read moreA saucy little festive number from Christmas, 5 years ago. It was read more than two thousand times I think. (Shame seem to have lost stats from UKA)Â Posted to show another side to my multi-faceted persona!
» Read moreA song based on a previous poem called Towers Above The Clouds: the tall office towers in LA often seem to be huge galleons of Mammon sailing above the smogs that choke the proles below. The new music video is at the end of the piece. Â THE TOWER KING Naked you arrive Into the troubles of this world And […]
» Read moreA very strange song that arose out of an old Wiccan curse-blessing (the victim sees their true soul in mirrors) from researching family history and uncovering a lineage of white witches! As Heaven Sees You To see your soul as Heaven sees you Could be a blessing Or a masque hiding feelings A disguise fooling no-one You know my heart […]
» Read moreI think I am the cool sophisticate, the PC Guru then watching the ebb and flow of micro-skirts on a Friday Night, I realise that I’m such a.. Shallow Man I’ve been searching for the Holy Grail Forever and a day All my ‘perfect’ relation-ships Weigh anchor and they sail away I’m a stranger to the truth I’m a […]
» Read moreBased on several true tales of women fighting back against mysoginistic husbands. I hope you enjoy the music or music video at the end of the enty below: HELL HATH NO FURY She sits beneath her juniper trees A book of shadows on her knees Where hell hath no fury as a woman scorned She’ll make him rue the […]
» Read moreAn old post based on snapshots and images on instagram and elsewhere which I’ve now converted into a video track. A live performance that almost got me lynched by two very fat American so-called poets at a gig! FLASH AMERICA Anonymous, eponymous, a dedicated shrine Tea trays, liverwurst, a single-engine line Archipeggio, andante, a twiddling of the pissed Sunburnt, sea […]
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