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Hashtags

Hashtags.
Used to promote to get more attraction to a desired cause 
To create a movement , to even open doors
But - like most things it has its flaws
Used to manipulate for narrative control

Stories of real life trauma
Plastered on social media 
To be auctioned of and sold
To the highest bidder- usually a politician
Their favourites, those that contain stories of racism
Not because they care 
But for emotional manipulation 
Used to make them look like a 'diverse hero'
Claiming to love everyone
Yet create policies for a mandatory stop and patrol
'Coincidentally' in only black neighbourhoods 
Most hashtags aren't even harmful
If used for the greater good, it can be very useful 
A way for slogans to become a movement 
One example - #blacklivesmatter
To boost, to help go viral
To become a worldwide sensation 
After all you can never have enough people
To tackle this centuries long issue

Yet human nature makes people resentful
When they aren't the centre of attention - when they aren't popular
Usually the oppressors, they can't stand feeling inferior 
They'll twist a cause to suit their reputation
After all what's a campaign without deception

Today

How was it, have you got a slot
You ordered Lucozade, prawn toasts
And Garibaldi crisps, I thought
Your favourites, have you got those?
It was so hot today, I sat 
Behind closed curtains, overwhelmed 
With RVW full set
I passed the fens you know so well
I played the Norfolk Rhapsody
I watched the recent film of Cromer
And through that haunting melody
I saw the waters rolling over
And splashing softly at the pier
Where once you stood against the sky
I was beside, and from the rear
The seagulls cried for you and I.

When Death Decides

Death shows no consideration

No regard for age or time

No idea of inconvenience

Death will never change its mind


Death does not discriminate nor negotiate 

Has no favourites, feels no sorrow

When death comes for you

There will be no tomorrow

It’s Been A While

Welcome back,
It’s been a while
An invitation to Wine Pairing
I bet it brought a smile

Zevenvacht’s our wine
A farm from Stellenbosch
Meaning Seven Expectations
By golly, that sounds posh

I have some peeps
Tonight I must mention
Dom our good friend
Out spending his pension

Can’t leave out Auralia
She’s about to split
Rumour has it
She’s fallen in love with a Brit

On to my favourites
The gorgeous hot ducks
Looking radiant as ever
Wish I’d worn a Tux

Kerry’s back
For a brief interlude
With Catherine and friends
That table’s bound to get rude

Enough now, Barrie
It’s time to stop
The next course’ almost ready
And there’s wine to dop

locket

You keep my heart locked away around your neck 
It's value is only worth it to you, so please be gentle 
Do you wear it as you rest your eyes to sleep 
Or do you keep me locked away in a box, surrounded by your favourites before me? 

Do you show it off to others, or am I quietly tucked under your collar 
Cariad, you told me it was 'love' in Welsh 
Myriad, I told you when you asked do I love you 
I noticed your locket wasn't as good as it used to be 
I offer to pay for it to be repaired, but you told me it was still perfect 

I'm no longer strong enough to stay tightly clasped around your neck 
My chains have started to corrode, you weren't as gentle as you needed to be 
I'm sorry that I wasn't able to hold on, but I realize that's okay 
It's value was never worth much to you, that's why you were never gentle 
I'll buy you a new one if that's what you'd like, it can be a different colour 
A different material 
A different strength 
But that means it wouldn't be me anymore

Zen Mode

here we are this morning, in Australia
God plays no favourites, we see
the same magnetism pervades the air here

realms, domains, locales change
ephemeral phenomena is but smoke 
the unchanging noumena eternal

My Favourite Time As a Child

When I look back on my childhood
the pre-school days were the best
living as an only child in the country
although adopted was treated as a guest

In my bedroom, I played with my toys
lots of farm figures were such fun
felt like I had my very own farm
took a break when I went out to run

One of my favourites is Betta Build
to build little houses just like new
also loved my Meccano set
spent endless hours doing all I knew

AS a loner I loved my own company
spending quality time with just me
such sweet contentment to enjoy
gives you a feeling of being free

Having a stammer caused to be alone
but don't regret it, no not at all
for learned such a lot about myself
years later, able to ride over many a fall

(This is about autobiographical account of my childhood. The life I remember from my pre-school memories which were my favourite years.)

Zen Mode

holes in form at vortexes are now visible
energy gateways connecting with aether
each portal syncs to a specific frequency
yet communicating as a collective whole

we have no favourites although we notice
toroidal heart and fontanel lead the pack
of course the vertical grid that loops form
may amplify as of need any energy centre

continuous trickle of sublime soma nectar
an ever delighting seductive tease divine
whilst the potent hum of bliss magnetism 
embodies within us essence of living light

Gently, Gently, Be Careful Where You Tread

As he looks at all the stuff
that‘s stored inside his head
he marvels at how randomly it’s all been packed away
“Gently, gently, be careful where you tread”
he reminds himself to move about with care  
although he’s been up there many times before
and knows his way around
there are some dodgy places up there on his attic floor  
as he looks about him with wonder and delight   
there are things up there that he’d rather just forget
that he wishes he’d never done
that are cause for deep regret
but, when taken as a whole   
he is pleased with what he finds up there           
a veritable hodgepodge of life’s travails and pleasures 
admitting that at times he should have paid more care 
he considers it all to be his very own box of chocolates
he has his favourites that he wishes there were more of
and there are those that he vehemently wishes
he could quietly just get rid of  
I wonder what it’s like 
to be inside your head 
would you like to spend some time  
in somebody else’s head instead
even for just a moment
perhaps an entire day
and rummage through what they have there 
all secretly stored away.

Entertainment

Postman Pat and Fireman Sam,
Ballamory and Desperate Dan,
Thomas the Tank and Winnie the Pooh.

Hours of fun that entertain you.

Bob the Builder and Rolly Mo,
Rosie and Jim as they come and go
Georgie Shrinks and Tigger too.

These are the favourites that entertain you.

Little Red Tractor and Fifi Flower,
Dora the Explorer and the Troll that glowers,
Swiper the Fox and Lions in a zoo.

These are the things that entertain you.

Mind War

I've tried a million times to reach the same stage
Facing the same lights 
Burning at the same pace

Whatever was left of me, got designated to your happiness. 

Can't go rest 
Can't take a step
The air choked the life 
Out of my breath 
And here I am standing with a bouquet of roses—
On my death.

I've never been through this.
The confused mind, the unstable kind.
I would lose myself if I was fifteen,
Straight through my heart, the rupture, the hurt that's hurting-

Didn't close within four years that's been chasing;

Me and my favourites set on those fires
Where the flesh felt alive but the mind went numb...

Things wouldn't go the same as they should 
but sometimes we all speak from where we belong.

Clandestine Closet

       Never advisable to be naked! 
       Unfolding ability to assume changes
       Depict funeral mesh opaque 
      
       Wobbled iron lock conjure 
       Wakens particular persona to inhabit
       Wardrobe wonder honours

       Peter Pan collar innocence
       Embellished bow breasts for bombshell
       Rhinestone on satin stimulant

       Deceptively deep, spacious 
       Dark wood doors swing away to exhibit 
       Dresses with waves vivacious 
 
       Forest of newfound favourites
       Frocks rustle, slide, beg to be fondled 
       Fascinator lavender fragrance 

       Mysterious occult conspirators 
       Ultimately select pretty arrangements 
       Musty garment rots ambiguous 
  
       
      

               19th January 
       Happy Birthday Keri ( Mum ) 
       - see, I fashioned my life
                to suit me!

You and Me, Again

too original to accept flowers
your love tank fills by the hour 
'tis I, the wonder of your dreams
confessing to a bed of such steams. 
You, of milk chocolate-like coloured eyes 
mesmerize these thoughts of mine,
I could never neglect all that we've become.
My oh my, we're still quite sparked to flame,
who knows when we will be put out?
But before then,
could you do me the honour,
cherish this moment in time
laced with clothing of pure-white
lie here in candle-lit paradise
all food favourites and the dry red wine
televised scenes just like old times,
indulge with me, on me, this evening,
as my Valentine.

16 December 2022
'Valentine Gift Card Creation' Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Bobby May

Trouting

At times I’d take my fishing rod,
Get in my car and drive
Myself straight into Paddy’s Pond
Through summer’s countryside
And there beneath a sky of blue,
Beside small lapping waves,
I’d fish away an hour or two,
Content my trouting craves.
Then sometimes on the Access Road
I’d take me to Gull Pond,
There sit upon a boulder’s edge
And fish three hours long.
Down in those waters some did say,
There’s trout of awful size.
I know; I saw one caught one day-
A good two feet - no lies.
Then too, some other places show
Good fishing for to do,
Like Soldier’s and Triangle Pond- 
Other favourites too.
Yes, just to get away at times,
Alone with just my rod
And fish for trout in inland ponds
Is pleasure - “Thank you God”.

A W.C.Hull Poem © 1980-2022-117 (B)

Smoking Roots

Programs about extraterrestrials are a hoot
They are always my favourites without dispute
Some say it's fantasy
To me it's reality
Could it possibly be coz I'm smoking roots

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