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Thursday, April 24, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 24


THE HONOURABLE THING


You’re not going to name names
You won’t point any fingers
That would spark more confusion
Create more speculation
Denials accusations
Produce even more sour grapes
And reopen even more old wounds
In turn that would lead to
The settlement of old scores

So with actual regard
To who was really involved
And who did precisely what
And the when, where, how and why
And with respect… and by that
We mean the greatest respect…
To those unnamed people who
Found themselves in the same boat
The very same boat as you…

Do the honourable thing
And let those sleeping dogs lie

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 23


RELIEF


If you’re aged ten years or less
And your sheets are soaking wet
You must report it at once
To your Bedpan Monitor
Who will in turn refer you
To an uneducated
Unqualified Mind Reader
…Who will fully understand

In emergency cases
The level of chemicals
Entering into your brain
Will be altered by doctors
Who will cheerfully prescribe
A strong dose of Tricyclic
Antidepressants for you

Any thoughts of suicide
Will be dealt with severely:
You will lose your right to drive:
Operate machinery:
And drinking of hard liquor
Will be rationed or denied

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 22


THE SAME NEG


I didn’t want today
To be the day I’d have to say
‘I didn’t want today’

I wanted yesterday
To last forever and a day
To never pass away

If I could take away today
I’d pay to re-live yesterday
The way it could have been today
The way it should have been today
The way it would have been today

If only I could say
I’d wanted yesterday to stay
As much as there’s no way

I want this day today
To be the day I have to say
‘I didn’t want today’

Monday, April 21, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 21

NOTHING


Sitting here wasting away
This beach life is bugging me
Overhead the sky is grey
Underfoot no place to be

So much sand I see no sea
No ships come to rescue me
Nothing gets done but the day
Nothing to do but decay

It’s nothing to do with me
It’s nothing to do with ‘I’
It’s nothing to do with Him
It’s nothing to do with ‘He’

It’s nothing to do with Her
It’s nothing to do with ‘She’
It’s nothing to do with That
It’s nothing to do with ‘It’

It’s nothing to do with Them
It’s nothing to do with ‘They’
It’s nothing to do with Us
It’s nothing to do with ‘We’

It’s nothing to do with You
Nothing to do with all you
It’s something to do with you
Something to do with just you


It’s only to do with you
Everything to do with you
It’s always to do with you
Don’t know what to do with you

What to do… what not to do…
Nothing to do… Do Nothing…

Sunday, April 20, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 20


Wordle words from Sunday Whirl: Bones, Twice, Stolen, Water, Sink, Rocking, Open Mess, Aches, Bridge, Sway, Limb, Sharp.

STAND AND DELIVER


Sharp exits in stolen cars
Troubled water sink or swim
Wide open to twice the risk
Out on a limb you’re rocking!

Rebel life is in your bones
The law holds no sway with you
Body aches to burn that bridge
Try not to leave any mess!

Saturday, April 19, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 19


COUNTING


Beginning to have my doubts
About your sincerity
Your level of commitment
Is non-existent at times

Starting to lose my patience
With your inconsistencies
‘Trustworthy’ information
In a constant state of flux

Your decision making skills
leave a lot to be desired
As for communication
…Just going through the motions

I’m living on hopes and dreams
Faith and trust in short supply
Counting broken promises
Is like counting down the days

Friday, April 18, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 18

IT’S ALL GOOD


Good Friday
Thank the Good Lord it’s Friday
Good Friday
Not just any old Friday
Good Friday
It’s a Roman holiday
Good Friday
‘Greatest Story Ever Told’

Good Friday
“Truly” Marion, ‘The Duke’
Good Friday
“This man” never Roman “was”
Good Friday
“The Son of God” died today
Good Friday
While on Channel 5, ‘Ben Hur’
Good Friday
That Centurion again!
Good Friday
No racing is permitted
Good Friday
But I’ll wager you can bet
Good Friday
That he’ll take his chariot
Good Friday
Down to Lingfield, Mussleburgh
Good Friday
While his kids stay home from school
Good Friday
Eating Vegan food; no meat
Good Friday
Hot Cross Buns served for dessert
Good Friday
Watching Romans on TV
Good Friday…
We interrupt this broadcast
Good Friday
to bring you some breaking news
Good Friday
All banks will stay shut today
Good Friday
Even the Stock Market’s closed
Good Friday
Neither cost nor value known
Good Friday
Good news for you non-gamblers
Good Friday
Now over to the weather
Good Friday
“Not bad… for a Good Friday…”

Thursday, April 17, 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 - Day 17


GRUDGE


A pair of gutsy fighters
A bit of an argument
A scarlet sky at sunset
And a makeshift boxing ring

A crowd begin to gather
Expecting punches to flow
Hardly an A-list showdown
Just a routine village brawl

The first blow struck is gentle
No more than a soft caress
Not quite what you might expect
If your grasp on fights is good

No need to pluck up courage
He won’t come back from behind
This boy’s not really the type
To save his best till the last

A steady stream of punches
To the body and the head
A victory by knockout
With plenty of time to spare

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