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The Farmers Prayer

The Farmers prayer 

Tired days and prosperous nights
Stretching forward like an endless flight,
Towards the hour and through the night
In cascades of energy and bursts of light
My day is drained I long for night,
Give me rest from my toil
The power to rise and till my soil.

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On the Mother Moon

On the Mother Moon

Between the lipatospace and terrloid of two techtronic plates, great fountains of terrasawl pour from a captured dormant lake,
Crimsondands of cluster clouds, and seep oily resin amidst, smoking craterlike angulated compact pressing fleeing corralmist.
Giants shift as if anger was a pledge, where anglights spear trogalights in a nightmares purple wedge,
Hematite between two gifted globe’s, motionless she slips, dombing underpasses amide horologic cliffs.
Crippled vanes compressed afar across and gaping cheels of light, scream tearing peaks encounter triapoks silent ghostly nights..
Uneven acropolis’s acrylic tombs conceive, monumental infinity in calculating reprieve.
Formulated gas clouds envelope acrid crystal mists,
Amidst aggregated life forms recriminated, encrotelamented correlated twists...
Electro formations spiral tide, escaping eraptulites risk,
Riding seahoppers that do collide, encapsulating risk.
Ruthless. And Immortal diseased micro iridescences float away, on mirrored purple sky lops corroded into apparel, Where mammoth tuskers flounder and sing alongside the screaming whale...life breathes toxic gasses in a criptalonic lung bored in senapods underbelly slung.. On this moon now encapsulating life,
Grotesque forms of female genital the size of giant hands, like tortured rubber bands, Lay naked here on tectonic plates on volcanic ancient sands.

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Gods Garden

Gods Garden

Believe it true! Seven days they say,
Seven days to create the worlds and heavens this way
The big bang men choose to retort,
Prayer no! It’s as the bible was taught.
Whatever it be, be it consciously
Could conceive a being such as thee,
Lover, destroyer, gatherer, so clever
Bright as the sun, light as a feather.
Thrown together as a pot
Wheeled direction chosen lot,
The hand of god continuously,
Melding god’s garden eternally.
God’s garden, lament evolving light
Created birth oh planetary sight,
Nature with its smiling face
Enriches life with shining grace.

Tormented, hammering wedges, incorporated plight,
Rising divergence Darwin did spy
The glory of evolution, enriching sky,
Gods gem a planet dying, the hand of man!
Searching on survival plan.
The next Blue Marble in Gods garden we seek
Evolution condemned humans so weak,
Entombed to our evolutionary spot
Destined to die on lighted day,
When natures shimmer pulses our way.
Destroyed with a glimmer, lighted reflection
Souls will cry a message in space,
A blip in time a lighted trace. The space of light in history missed
By beings across Gods planted abyss.

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Multi Ethnic Monarch

Multi Ethnic Monarch

Get it together they all say
On labours path they have come to stay
Down the social they all prey,
Social security we drew today.
Awkward stress across streets
Voice aloud a shuffle a push,
Enter violence on this day
The day our nationals were blown away.
Holding onto life’s grip, forever free
Ethnic people we will be, the British ethnic minority
Queuing depth behind banners trod,
Unbeliever the action faced
England’s police in disgrace.
Ever present the cloud of doubt
No voice now there is no shout.

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The Stench of Power

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The stench of power

  There’s a common smell of bull*****been spreading through this land 
Blair and Brown once had the power to spend spend spend out of hand
The banks as ever did no favours for the common man,
They just ripped people off for profit, right thought this green and pleasant land.
Peoples endowments for their mortgages interest stolen you see 
By greedy money men, thank you sir, living extremely comfortably.
Compensation the ombudsman said you new the risk now you take the fall
Never mind the policies were sold to generate savings for us all.

This common smell of bull*****the stench watering eyes
The tears of the poor and fragile in for a bigger surprise, 
Rip off Britain they call It, unfortunately this is true,
Government ministers fraudulently stealing expenses from people such me as you. 
Five percent of a hundred k, to the rich with plenty more k to play with,
Really is a synch but five percent of minimal pay you really feel the pinch,
And if you happen to be disabled in this common land fourth class citizens
You’ve now become benefit reductions are unfairly planed.

Our Coalition government to reduce the national debt left by Labour previously
Are now stripping from the common man any chance of a decent life,
Youngsters can’t afford a house, and gays are fighting for a wife, 
Ministers lie and cheat just to save their scrawny arse,
What a load of bullshit, this collation government it really is a farce, 

What chance in the next election can’t come too quickly?
Ed Balls and Millerand, oh! Come on honestly!
Get rid of the coalition blue and yellow they make Green.
Could green be an alternative something we have never seen?
Could they do any better what have we got to loose,
Will they be any different is their an alternative to choose?
Fresh ideas ukip offer well that’s what they will say
Could they really be an alternative to the bull*****we have today.  

This stench of bullshit, to the clergy it has spread we need lady Bishops 
For female’s logic, a lot has to be said.
The right to free speech eroded by the politically correct,
Has lead to a country tormented by foreign lands the immigration effect?
Lincolnshire now speaks polish in towns and countryside and in the Pakistani
Corner shop the Polish now reside.

Everything has turned to crap in this land of ancient times 
Can’t think of a single thing not effected, food banks are out of line
This growing stench of bull*****cannot go on anymore 
Every person should be able to live to a good standard that’s for shore.
The government give the country’s wealth away, comic relief that’s really dumb
We need politicians who really know their sums.
Well I could go on and on but end I will here,
 The common smell of bull*****ringing in my ears.
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The Poetry of Persona

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  The Poetry of Persona 

   In the shadow of persona where individuals care
Your thoughts and expectations’ abundantly declare,
Riding on infinity perplexed on colours wait
Rendering your persona on life, inevitable debate!
Richness follows you rejoice, quiet shape’s an equal glare
Contemplate fill your glow radiate be there.

With cherished riches be generous, be great!
Do take flight exude quality’s for others to imitate,
On this quest where corners exist, cherish all that is around, 
Where little flashes in the mix are strong be profound.
Blend the Hughes of life that shapes you in every way
Be just to your shadow set your persona aloof ablaze.

When it’s all said and done draw on the love we share 
In the hands of god rejoice, save a grateful prayer.
So when all has been and gone your persona will be true,
Shining through the memories and stories,
And the persona that was you. 


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Gods Garden

Gods Garden

Believe it true! Seven days they say,
Seven days to create the worlds and heavens this way
The big bang men choose to retort,
Prayer no! It’s as the bible was taught.
Whatever it be, be it consciously
Could conceive a being such as thee,
Lover, destroyer, gatherer, so clever
Bright as the sun, light as a feather.
Thrown together as a pot
Wheeled direction chosen lot,
The hand of god continuously,
Melding god’s garden eternally.
God’s garden, lament evolving light
Created birth oh planetary sight,
Nature with its smiling face
Enriches life with shining grace.

Tormented, hammering wedges, incorporated plight,
Rising divergence Darwin did spy
The glory of evolution, enriching sky,
Gods gem a planet dying, the hand of man!
Searching on survival plan.
The next Blue Marble in Gods garden we seek
Evolution condemned humans so weak,
Entombed to our evolutionary spot
Destined to die on lighted day,
When natures shimmer pulses our way.
Destroyed with a glimmer, lighted reflection
Souls will cry a message in space,
A blip in time a lighted trace. The space of light in history missed
By beings across Gods planted abyss.

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The Night Shift

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    As they rest the steely knights, gathered monsters aboard the realm of steam
Entombed behind stony walls in cavernous sheds and Steamy halls,
Painted buffed polished and clean the blackness evades this spectacular scene,
Silver copper, bronze iron and steel in motion awesome power revealed.

 Tethered to rail destination fixed, tracking through tunnels across plains they roar
From city centres to lonely shore, transporting people by the score.
Like gods of thunder rumbling along hissing and whistling their steamy song,
Yet no better beat a heart could render thundering beat beneath the skies, 
On beaten tracks no stealth just wonders where the steely knights do fly.

 Slipped through copyright in histories vein, a phoenix to die then rise again,
In the hearts of men forever free to rumble on eternally,
Tracks nothing, special the smell, the sound of a monster screaming repeal
Steam trains thundering down British rails with heroes at the helm
 Gods of majesty in this steely realm.

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All Is Well

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All is well 

On reflective traits follow this as lonely a path personal of heart
Lift the raised glory as god inspired the monk, follow be forever Christian
to you as the march undaunted leads you on.

And if the darkness crosses your path give it no heed
Shine light on inspiration that causes reflection on that inverted flame,
In a moment set the glow across this path blind the darkness with your earthly flame
Sparked by love and happiness defeat all bad thoughts,
To the mist as sunlight pierces and banishes, restore the calm and light up this wondrous day.

Become forever free that toil benefits each life and gains a future
Broken the pieces become fixed Caught up forever,
Enlarged understanding in a framework, bestowed in mankind.
If this day shall pass all will be well in the world, for mine sadly will have passed!
But on this day I wish your world well, and may one god keep you forever as on this day, all is well in the world All is well
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The Visit

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The Visit

  There in the nightlight a shimmering flame
Ghostly threads the shroud a dimming blur that no shadow bestows
Glowing crown visit me, come share your light, 
Bountiful joy cascade upon my soul
I fear not you visit renowned your wisdom prequel to the word of god.
In you excellence I am in ore
Show me the way, cast you shimmering light, 
Bestow life’s path a golden glow in the name of god
Prescribe a joyful heart true and strong,
I am at your command 
As the giver of life let no waste contaminate seconds score,
As with every breath I am joyful of you.
Proud am I of receiving your blessing
Concise thought reminds every life,
The message shared with another soul is for the living end
Your grace and mercy bestowed on less fortunate hearts.
Condemned all evil to another realm,
Only visited by the scourge of the dammed
God bless my soul as I follow you lord.