LEADERS - not followers

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 16


HEARING HEARING DOUBLE


Spirit level, spray bottle, grinder and file
Split level, space shuttle, spider and fly
Listen… there’s an echo
((( echo )))
Tell me, tell me whywhy…

I’ll level with you
When flies start to catch spiders
Then it’s time to split
START THE SPACE SHUTTLE
Must be time to split
Spiders being caught by flies…!
Low level of wit…?

Or just a low level of volume…?
Because what I thought I heard you say
was that on a clear and sunny day
you can almost see my shadow
but much more often than not at all
I’m difficult to follow... follow?

What all of this means, to be exact
I’d know, if my hearing was intact

Do you understand me
get my drift, my point, my meaning?
If not, I’ll repeat it
for the hard of hearing, hearing

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 15


MISSION


Think before we synchronize
otherwise we’ll miss blast off
Cast off late we stand no chance

Enhanced map readings confirm
murmurs gave the wrong answer

A chancer you never were
No Sir… Integral training
pertaining to directions
tell us sections in a tint
…slight hint… of lighter colour
need fuller exploration

Expectation is sky high
that’s why we’re aboard this ship

Take a tip from one who knows
…It goes, comes back, it lands at sea
Free falls softly in the swell

…or burns up… sending us to hell

Monday, April 14, 2014

NAPoWriMo 2014 - Day 14


THE NEXT ONE


I thought she was an angel
And a perfect pair they’d make
Till I watched her snatch his chest
A simple, fatal mistake

Apart from anything else
Her flaw would have no quick fix
She made waves with the devil
When she stole his box of tricks

Under cover of darkness
On a night when no moon shone
He buried her in the clay
Crying ‘Here lies the next one…’

Sunday, April 13, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 13

Wordle words from Sunday Whirl









MIRAGE


A magic moonlit moment
She turns towards me briefly
Perfect porcelain features
I swear I’m deeply in love

I’ve died and gone to Heaven

Then my heart takes a tumble
And I want to slash my wrists
She’s not the girl of my dreams
What the papers said was true

Has she taken me to hell?

“Limbo Bimbo Strikes Again!!!”
The front page headline today
“She’s just a gaudy Geordie”
It’s even a football chant!

No, it’s that place between… Earth…!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 12


THE SCORE DRAW


In the pursuit of pleasure
Pain can become the rule
It’s a cloak and dagger world
Where consequences are cruel

Don’t lose your beloved cash
On a wild night with some skirt
Who doesn’t produce the goods
Only hits you where it hurts

As once the damage is done
you’ll keep going back for more
Prison bars won’t keep you from
Chasing the imperfect score

Friday, April 11, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 11


FALLEN


Your razor slash of a mouth
leaks rumours… on whiskey breath…
that those lanky legs of yours
have run in their final race

Your one good eye… once silky,
now a murky marsh puddle…
fails to isolate the pain

Thursday, April 10, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 10


THE OFFICERS’ MESS


Despite their plight, the border forces
had the insight and the resources
to cover their flanks, whilst giving thanks
to the ranks of men on whom they depend
to end a crisis as it arises

No prizes for guessing who’s pressing the issue…
A tissue of lies can be heard as the word
is passed round the fire by liars and cheats
you’d rather not meet on a dark road at night…
bestowed as you might be with hatred and spite

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 9


CIVILISATION


Don’t ever make the mistake
of thinking that you’ve chosen
an easier way of life

You know they’ll always make it
harder and harder to live
but not so easy to die

When it’s time to pack your bags
no fatted calf will await
the prodigal son’s return

Just a hammer and some nails
to attach you to this cross
they call Civilisation

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 8


IN YOUR DREAMS


In visions you navigate
the humming drill of routine
stride with dignity and grace
through years that last an instant
but never miss a moment
to reap the respect you gain
as worlds buckle before you

Monday, April 7, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 7

IMPULSE

Far in the distance

whisperings of creation

A new beginning…?


Infinite rhythm

emits invisible code

Timing is precise


Clenched fists of rumour

hit our unbelieving ears

We kneel on impulse

Sunday, April 6, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 6

ROCK ‘N’ ROLL
Wordle words from Sunday Whirl: Strap, Swing, Power, Zip, Tough, Barrier, Waterfall, Pleat, Diamond, Detail, Suspend, Unit

Band suspend hostilities
Form a unit once again
Welcome back guitar and voice
Play some Rock ‘n’ Roll

Strap on that sweet axe and swing
Power-up un-zip the noise
Intro riff, rough, tough and loud
Sound no barrier

Vocal cascade, waterfall
Smooth as silk, no crimp or pleat
Flawless diamond pitch and tone
Perfect, every detail

Saturday, April 5, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 5


BENEFIT


We’re writing to inform you
we’re stopping your allowance
with immediate effect

According to our records
the information given
has expired; is out of date

The evidence submitted
must be revised/updated
as quickly as possible

Medical certificates
pertaining to your illness
will re-activate your claim

For further information
a premium rate number
is provided overleaf

Friday, April 4, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 4


BEST LAID PLANS


He notices everything
as he stands with open mouth
and a vacant expression…
Brick wall this side, steel fence that
Gravel and trash in between
Nothing in the right balance


Thursday, April 3, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 3

HEAT

Where is the warmth we yearn for,
the welcome promised to us?
Still safe…? Or does time erode
honourable intentions

like a river’s constant flow

turning pebbles into clay?


Will flames of friendship shield us?
Or will they turn against us,
burn relentless, scorch our flesh
and reduce our bones to ash?

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 2

IS NOT WAS

With insufficient data
in your random access tank
archives inaccessible
and all vaults locked and bolted
you won’t need to remember
things that happened yesterday
won’t hunger for memory
just new experiences

You’re living in the future
and the past… died, in the past