Myopic muddle
as beauty swirls
hues of heaven
yet bypasses
static statues that
pose as sentient
beings beknighted
dawn’s divine dream
seen as bland mirror
on ebbing eyewash
cathartic colour is
a universal uplift
even for low level
lustrous earth dweller
Immersed in skewed slant
I bandy icicled retort
as though taut timing
ever swayed rigid
stone age postures
elysian echo a speck
in azurite caves
to auditory aloofness
allied to blinkered
whim ‘s wanton
plight with dull
and dim twist
dispersed among
trivial terrains
alienation personified
vessel vacuous and void
rehabilitation of
the wayward faculty
a burst balloon blip
outsider ostracised
from gilded gardens
and sumptuous bloom
of ripe recrudescence
still limp laggard
on hackneyed cue
might yet stumble on
the fig of wakening
Lots of hands held over a candle
In angst fuelled bravado this Winter
No prisoners taken will there be
For many young and old will splinter
Knowing this sadness could delve deeper
With our horizon blinkered by greed
To boost the coffers of the rich elite
Whilst others struggle with daily feeds
Is there going to be a way out of this
As the inevitable carnage that'll be left
Or will anarchy be the nail in the coffin
It's not nuclear that'll leave its reft.
Goodness and mercy, Where have you gone?
Always, always that light, that light
I can see it, see it, in the distance
But it's reaching it, reaching it
On getting there, am I existance
These tracks of life, tracks of life
Continuing, continuing, neverending
Uphill downhill, downhill, descending
On getting there, to comprehending
Always, always that light, that light
I can see it, see it, in the distance
But it's reaching it, reaching it
On getting there, am I existance
These tracks of life, tracks of life
Staggering, stuttering, stuttering
In deep deeper spiraling, spiraling
On getting there, I'm guttering
Always, always that light, that light
I can see it, see it, in the distance
But it's reaching it, reaching it
On getting there, am I
Plastic everywhere,
my sight filtered to see it,
but up close snowdrops!
Detritus alleyway
A destitute
Blinkered soul
Regurgitating
Crippling, clichéd
Thoughts grounded
With a loaded tongue.
Blinkered
Out amongst the milky way
Where the planets walk in silence
There does start a brand new day
It’s an every day occurrence
Blinkered we are by the science
Nothing lives out there they say
Have to listen be compliant
Or get sent to Coventry, hey
There are other earthly spheres
Scattered through the cosmos way
One God mainly is feared
Keeps the inner animal at bay
Walk ye out amongst the comets
Walk amongst the milky way
See the craters as they vomit
All of this is yours to pay
Quicker than a lightening flash
The light ship thunders on it's way
Cosmo Naughts young n brash
Flashing hurtling there today
Finally we meet another
Yes there’s humans this I say
Pattern of one God is a looming
Other species to him pray
Don Johnson 18-may-11
If it rattles round inside your head
slap it on puter till its fed
Blinkered are we bout the cosmos
orderd planning thinks instead
makes sense some plan
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