Best Apprenticeship Poems

He worked at the local newspaper office.
I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper.
He had served his apprenticeship 
and was now a full fledged printer 
earning a magnificent sum of eight dollars a week.
My wages were three dollars per week. 

Mrs. Miller found...

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Cry for the human race
Cherubs borne equal; loving, we look the other way

Cry for the human race
As we reach for mistrust, envy and greed

Cry for the human race
For we are one; brothers; sisters. One family 

Cry for the human race
For trust is gone.



Cry for the...

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Tick, tuck the clock is ticking,
Time wasting to much debating,
Cultures dividing people hating,
Nation crumbling Politician’s bawling.
 
Youths rampaging mothers crying,
Cash decreasing poverty rising,
Fathers departing children waiting,
Communities uniting parties deciding.

Quick fix job wanted education needed,
Discipline crucial apprenticeship essential,
Change necessary walls collapsing,
Growth dormant economy crying....

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It's conventional thinking unravelled,
Waiting on the horns of a dilemma
With brand new ideas : the road less travelled,
Takes me back to sixty-five – the summer.
	Exams completed, leaving school behind,
I took a different route from friends and peers.
Engineering was what I had in mind
Instead of academic...

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I remember living in one room dingy and dire 
with old lino on its rotting wooden floor. 
I remember crystallised spit dangling from guard at the fire; 
as mother cleaned, he'd only honk the more.  

I recall how we went hungry, waiting for the...

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Ardent galleon cutting foamy high tide
Each sliver born to venture yet farther
Captain and lady, stout crew by their side,
Still hailed by stalled gray frigate in harbor

You’re bailing water again, foundering
Says the unsubtle, frantic semaphore
Wan efforts to stay afloat floundering
Desperate colors, guilt cannot ignore

Ours not the...

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Chiraq

Date: Sun, Nov 15 2015 at 9:22 PM

("Killings")
("Victims")
"Imprisoned"
Highest ("Statistics")
In the ("System")
And of ("Disease")
Feeding the belly of the Beast "Obese"
Separated from Fathers & "Mothers"
Become "Hustlers"
Of the Streets Become "Brothers"
They Judge US by "Colors"
Only rightfully Almighty God Judge Can "Conduct"
"Poverty"
"Animosities"
Against the "Society"
Of the "Rivalries"
"Fighting" amongst Each "Other"
Mothers...

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Leonardo more than a Renaissance man
artist? yes but - 
sculptor? yes but - 
musician? yes but - 
anatomist? yes but - 
cartographer? yes but - 
scientist? yes but - 
engineer? yes but - 
inventor? yes but - 
no boundaries, no demarcations
with holistic views of arts...

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Those that went before him
Were promised an orphan
By the brutality of the elements
The pestilence of society

They were the pleaders of history
The wounded veterans
Of internecine strife
Victims of little prejudices

Whose faith in the probable
Had been shattered 
By those profound revelations
Woe the iron-bound skeptics

When he- a dreamy scholar
Intellectual...

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Edward ( Bud ) Atfield
Brother / Uncle

There is little to inspire this,
a day of reflection, but loads of hope.

There is a brother / uncle I will miss,
who has reached the end of life’s rope.

At the end of the Grim Reapers noose
his spirit, his soul to...

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Have you ever found yourself stranded in the tract
between what you think is fiction and what you think is fact?
And whipped so hard with the bible belt, your minds a welt of doubt
throbbing in confusion as you try to sort things out?
Do you ever look...

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No longer at work
 now in retirement
 having worked since school
 many a task I was sent

 Began apprenticeship with electrics
 blew a fuse I'm colour blind
 then work in sweetie store
 before redundancy not too kind

 Worked in many a warehouse
 looking after many...

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When I was young I thought I thought I could Fly,
Off the roof of the garage without a jet pack.
Life experience taught me different.

But even when only four I knew I could not get to the top of the garage,
Without a ladder or a helping...

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A few of the famous had their preferences.  Jack
Kerouac went on the road with his Underwood early thirties
portable Royal Standard.  Isak Dinesen, the Danish Dinosaur, 
(said with love, she was my hero) used a 1918 Corona No. 3 
to serve up "Babette's Feast"....

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Battle of the Sexes

Date: Tue, Jan 19 2016 at 1:14 PM

He's not just Battling her Mind, Heart, but Spirit
Her Heart & Mind, and Soul to Triggering 
If there's any Conflictions, Afflictions, To Endearing
Her Soul, Heart & Mind to Cheer Within
Through Her Flaws & Blemishes
To Love...

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