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THE DEVIL’S SCORN
This is a Post-World War II poem written in my book by lovely Ms. Green Eyes entitled ‘ONCE A SOLDIER, NOW A GHOST’. I enjoyed penning this tome as well as this single rhyme from the book. Here it is… ~ Springtime mist masks the destinyof a summer yet unbornfast forward to the autumnand feel the beginnings of the Devil’s scornBack then the thought tormented mewhere will I be when springtime’s…
WANTING SO MUCH MORE
Summer died on a SaturdayShe was always heading for a fallA rosebud in a cloak of thornsNo fuss, eyes shut, no curtain callThrough the window of addictionA cloudy glass impedimentA crumbling headstone, premature?Just tough luck or heaven sent?Ashes to ashes, dust to dustGoodbye to all that's gone beforeI keep memories of you under lock and keyYou left me wanting so much more Copyright © 2025.…
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A SILHOUETTE BALLERINA DANCING
I’ve never known loveand I’ve never known hateand charcoal letters on the wallhelp seal my planets fateBallerina dancingand she’s just a silhouettean offer to the condemned manof one last cigaretteAll I know is all I knowand all I know is reallike a scarecrow on the gallowsit is not a major ordealI’ve seen that writing on the wallsin shadow land todaytelling of another placea place of no night…
BELLA'S STORY
“There is paradoxical privacy to be found in the heavens above” Bella quotation In all of time and despite folklore’s traditional beliefs, there was only ever just the one unicorn. It was thousands of years old. However, only a pure as the driven snow virgin could capture that unicorn. In that regard prehistoric legend had it right. Regardless, the sole unicorn in question, despite his renowned…
ARTISTIC GHOST TALKS TO A SIGNPOST
See what happens to the old brick wallswhen the ghost comes out at nightshe screams and howls at passers byunder a crescent moon's half lightthe sign said 'Graffiti is illegal'the sign said 'Just go awaythis is no place for a ghost to be'she just smiled and had her say"I may not be allowed herebut you can't deny me of the chanceto dress up all forgotten bricksand set them free to dancethat way…
MAGIC TO THE EYES OF SMALL PEOPLE
Carried on the East windThat freezing cold EasterlyCocky springtime overlookedSilent snowflakes as noisy starlingsA murmuration of cloud shavingsWhirling white, swooping, nosedivingUnited, they put on the gig of all gigsHypnotising a frosty festival audienceMagic to the eyes of small people Copyright © 2026. All rights reserved, save for the the photo. Unauthorised copying, reproduction, hiring,…
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HER TRADEMARK COSTUME
From the native girls, I sought comfort After having sailed all the seven seas Yet back when I first cast my eyes on Matilda Her delicacy dropped me to my knees Of course, that was so long ago now The year 1925 But my time with the lovely Matilda Was the only time I felt truly alive I courted, wined and dined her From Saigon to old Mandalay On horseback across the Silk…
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DARK SIDE OF NOWHERE
Stay away from the entranceshut your eyes, you're immuneon the dark side of nowhereyou're a charcoal cartoonLike nightmares and dreamslookalikes never look backthey say there's no in-betweenwhen you're just one of the packI'll write a brand new melodydedicate it all to youwith words you can't count onif only you knewA heart full of hurtdon't mend on its ownyou only find yourselfinside the…
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THE SCREAM OF THE FOX
Fishing for rainbowsUnder dark cloudsNo antidote for dreamingin the daylight hoursYou've captured the bird songThe sounds of the seaCaptured the silenceOf infinityCaptured the galeThe scream of the foxCaptured the earthquakeThe tick of the clockYet now when you're huntingThe old sounds they've freedAll that you're hearingIs a human stampede Copyright © 2026. All rights reserved, save for the the…
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DARK SIDE OF NOWHERE
Stay away from the entranceshut your eyes, you're immuneon the dark side of nowhereyou're a charcoal cartoonLike nightmares and dreamslookalikes never look backthey say there's no in-betweenwhen you're just one of the packI'll write a brand new melodydedicate it all to youwith words you can't count onif only you knewA heart full of hurtdon't mend on its ownyou only find yourselfinside the…
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AN AUDIENCE WITH THE EMPRESS
This is a scandalous little story that commenced the beginnings of a book my wife and I were writing while drinking bottle after bottle of red wine each evening outside of a wonderful bar in France a few years ago. As to the complete book itself we called it ‘Whatever Happened to Eve?’ That said, I live in hope that you might relish this opening short-story of ours. ~ AN AUDIENCE WITH…
MOSTLY RAIN & POOR EXCUSES
In this land where the sky knows mostly only how to rain I wondered if and when I would see the sun again On this planet that mostly knows only how to fight The clock is ticking down to toward dark midnight Bombs and poor excuses feed the hawk In return the broken innocents get sweet talk From the leaders in ivory towers faking distress The same leaders who created this evil mess The jazzman's…
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NOT GOOD
I am ill as of now. Not good. I hope I can get back soon Regards, Mike
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THE EVIL SULTAN
JEAN LEON GEROME HIS PICTURES1824-1904~Years ago back in schooldays I found that history was for me. I lived it and to me the Ottomans became my favourite subject. Even with time long gone those where magic days and still are. I never thought I'd be telling my story here on a blog, yet these days It sounds disgusting, yet what I say is so, so sad but it's true. I hope it doesn't offend you, but…
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THE EVIL SULTAN
JEAN LEON GEROME HIS PICTURES1824-1904~Years ago back in schooldays I found that history was for me. I lived it and to me the Ottomans became my favourite subject. Even with time long gone those where magic days and still are. I never thought I'd be telling my story here on a blog, yet these days It sounds disgusting, yet what I say is so, so sad but it's true. I hope it doesn't offend you, but…
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THE MOON HAS HAD ITS FILL
Behind a cloak of man-made clouds a worn-out Moon takes time out for a break it's lost its faith in Planet Earth a place of tears and of heartache Below politicians swear by national anthems philosophers on a line of coke priests get off on looking skyward the poor, the poor just hope Let the birth-rates tumble let time and tide stand still don't look back in sorrow it's just the Moon, it's had…
THE MOON HAS HAD ITS FILL
Behind a cloak of man-made clouds a worn-out Moon takes time out for a break it's lost its faith in Planet Earth a place of tears and of heartache Below politicians swear by national anthems philosophers on a line of coke priests get off on looking skyward the poor, the poor just hope Let the birth-rates tumble let time and tide stand still don't look back in sorrow it's just the Moon, it's had…