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“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”
When you speak
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth
galaxies you produce
musical incantations
that I listen religiously to
I watch your lips
form glistening cupids’ bows
they spread wide open
like the subtle legs
of a forgotten nun
whispering vesper wishes
before priestly sermons
and John Donne
your hushed and salient
remonstrations, you now
plant me in your
sentence,
no, that this should
never have occurred at all
we are irreverent
in our choices
forming new begottens
you usher from the
pulpit of your world
eloquent reasons
to justify wrong from right
right from wrong
as if your internal fortitude
consists within a
mirror universe
deep and soulful
it promises
more than heaven
those curves
and waivers
contracts we signed
some time ago
souls sunk in a
bad marriage
and hushed assurances
of ‘til death do us part weatherin’
kissing the skin
against my throat
the very place
my comeback is primed
to be launched, yours
deliver that kind of
loose compensation
lathered in snake oil
and a clear path
to redemption
that tie my hands
make me mute
I was launched long ago
from safe harbour,
now
off sure
to lay down all my
naked vicious antigens
I have grown in
the petri dish of my
muddy life to fight your
viral love
like diamonds
your words
they sharpen and glisten
cut through
the thick tempered
glass of me,
through the epidermis
of a close-packed woman
you laser your refined tongue
eyes viscerally undressing
you address the wide open
tableau of me, knowing
you adroitly twist your points
penetrating through
to the now
all too familiar
subcutaneous
safe base chakra of me
within a short space of time
I am sold
into
your chicanery
wanting little of the
life that was before
the unfortunate
taming of me
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"What it Feels Like for a Girl"/ Madonna , Paul Oakenfold (Remix)
https://youtu.be/tbtt0WTKqnQ
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/8-steps-that-explain-why-_b_9143360
http://www.hiddenhurt.co.uk/domestic_violence_poems_1.html#learned
https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/7940/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What_It_Feels_Like_for_a_Girl
Beyond what’s said and be done,
Lies the hideous Black Sun,
Whose aim is to run a’ground,
To tear and destroy all around,
Plan in the years passed away,
Silent this Dragon appeared to stay,
But behind this stillness insidious lay,
When all were not bothered, they’d party and play,
This ‘Anti-Christ,’ a unity diabolic,
Worked against his foe that frolic,
Rumors spread but silenced all,
Tis’ Dragon’s besieged the saints that out-said,
What horrors run amidst this land!
The Truth has beld upon this sand,
And when it saw, it’s peril’s woe,
They plotted against their powerful foe,
Cowards! They couldn’t face the West,
Call a meeting, their devilish best,
‘What to do?’ They all did ask,
Endlessly thought! A diabolic task!
One stood up and said ‘I know,’
Send this enemy a cowardly ‘Sore,’
But first they test amongst themself,
Found a cure and hid it shelf,
Behest WHO to withhold so,
To spread this Bioweapon low as low,
After breakout, they cried a’foul,
‘Blame the West!’ this Dragon growled,
That Ignorant WHO, really need ask,
‘Who is WHO?,’ an investigative task!
Must be done, to further protect the West,
From this Dragon and its scum-behest,
All are hostage to this Marxist-Mao,
Rise up O’Hong Kong, do not bow,
Show the world how wrong they are,
About this Dragon and its reach afar,
It must be said, that once this done,
The Dragon stretched its arms a’help,
Confused the Cause and its Spread?
After all, ‘Who can contend against it?’ it said,
But Wisdom sees this trick a’play,
It does not give in all the way,
But I urge cut all the ties,
Till it starves, burns and dries,
Rise up and hold siege this accursed beast,
I implore you O’Saint Michael put a leash,
Hurdle it to the bottom-less pit,
Where in torment and pain its sit,
For what it has done from past be seen,
Only blood shed wherever it’s been,
Crushed its head already be,
Satan lies defeated under ‘Our Lady,’
Don’t be afraid my people of West,
Rise up and confront this Beast that thinks its best,
I assure you that, its tail it will tuck and run,
When it sees your Armies come,
And on that day China will know,
With the west, don’t play tick-tack-toe,
All your intimidation is useless O’Chin,
You will be defeated; this War the West will surely win!
Mao’s China must fall!
Good Morning 2/2
East West North & South
And only those would survive,
Who have peace in mind and love in their hearts and the understanding
To live and let live
Rest who have
Guns in hand, powder on face and hatred in hearts* are likely
To see soon one day, their own created all designs lost or would vanish
In their own erected world of violence and war.
But alas! then, nothing may leave on earth
To say Good Morning O Beautiful Almighty God
In the far far west a tall, dark and mighty man was still working
While leaning back on his working chair,
To find solutions,
Solution of many of his own country’s problems
And many of the world unique problems, his people too
Were getting impatient and time was running from hands
On the other hand the black smoke problem of the world
Was getting worse and worse, which had earlier engulfed
His own nation shaking the entire world
He know if it is not taken care of, it could wipe out the
Humanity for ever from earth
And now it was bursting out at different places on earth
Even blocking the Sunlight to reach on earth
The Sunbeams were far still away from his place
And the solutions too were not visible anywhere
He was lost so much so in his deep and perplexing thoughts
That he could not see the messages in the form of blinking lights
Were calling him to pick and press the right knob
To see the solutions too, which so far could not enter his mind
He was trying to mark only already marked some black spots
On the map and missed those, which were blinking low
Due to too many pre tried strong notions, which were hovering in his mind,
Leaving hardly a small space for the new solutions to come in
The tall man fell asleep in the early morning hours, when it was still dark
And the Sun beams and morning glow were still far far away from him
His Good Morning was still to come from him
And many in the outside world were waiting for him to wake-up,
So the tired world may get some sound sleep
Ravindra
Kanpur India 11th March 2010
• ‘Guns in hand, powder on face and hatred in hearts’.
These words were once spoken by the late President
of India Dr. S. Radhakrishnan, who was also a teacher
of philosophy in UK university and was a great thinker.
I'll never forget the date, the nineteenth of November
It's etched firmly in my mind, and I'll always remember
It was the day that I had my spinal decompression surgery
And hopefully it would put an end to over a year of misery.
I was struggling to walk, and it was depressing for me
And it was especially frustrating for all my close family
I couldn't go cycling or for walks in the countryside
I just wanted to stay at home and from the world hide.
My journey started with physio, but exercise caused me pain
And I couldn't help but wonder if I'd ever be the same again
My MRI scan showed trapped nerves at the base of my spine
I opted for surgery and the surgeon reassured me I'd be fine.
I arrived at the hospital and was under the care of a surgeon
A renowned Consultant Spinal Neurosurgeon, Mr Faizul Hassan
They put surgical socks on me, along with a hospital gown
Then a porter arrived at nine o'clock to take me down.
They put a mask on my face and then I went to sleep
And it was a quarter to one when I was woken by a beep
A nurse then asked me if I wanted a drink of water
And I thought I'm having an op, maybe I'll have it later.
But I'd had my operation, and I didn't feel any leg or back pain
I was so relieved I'd had it done and I could live normally again
The porter took me back to ward one and the nurses were there
It is their kindness I'll never forget and their excellent care.
And all the surgeons too who performed my operation
They've given me my life back; for them I'm full of admiration
And all the porters, admin staff and auxiliary nurses too
They all play a vital part in making dreams come true.
I'm recovering at home now and post op I've got slight pain
I'm so glad to have had it done; I have plenty to gain
My three daughters and my wife are now looking after me
And I consider myself lucky to have such a caring family.
In a fortnight I've got to have staples removed from my back
Then my back won't feel so stiff, and I'll soon be back on track
And I've got to take it easy for a few months and watch what I do
No heavy lifting of any kind and in six weeks return for a review.
Written on the 23rd November 2023
Dedicated to all the staff at the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital in Birmingham. UK.
Turned on the TV to see what they'd say
There's crowds in the streets all around the UK
Shelves being ransacked at Tesco all day
It's happening too in the U S of A
My TV depicting an end, clearly near
With Donald Trump there and Brexit right here
Then back to the masses, although it’s unclear
Whether it's panic or madness or fear
They're showing us scenes of emptying shelves
With mobs going frantic, all out for themselves
TVs get lifted from where they were racked
It's easy to see that society's cracked
Hoarders are scooping up baked beans and bread
Brand names all gone, own label instead
'Food for my family', is what one said
'I've got to provide for fear they'd be dead’
Coffee and alcohol, biscuits and cakes
Sausages, burgers, bacon and steaks
Folk grab at board games with ladders and snakes
And luxury watches, both real ones and fakes
And now the news treats us to Donald Trump's face
He's saying he's set for a nuclear race
He's gonna build brick walls all over the place
Cos the US is full and there ain't no more space
So they're panicking far and they're panicking near
The whole of the western hemisphere
The Ruskies have nukes and they're all pointing here
It seems that the mobs are in justified fear
Then back to the markets and bustling streets
Shopping bags bulging with with copious eats
Vegetables, fruit and myriad meats
All crammed into car boots and on the back seats.
Now we view traffic jammed up standing still
Ambulance racing to someone who's Ill
Drivers attempting to show some goodwill
No room to manoeuvre though sirens are shrill
Then back to the clambering hands and shelves bare
Frantic swipes reach for the last items there
Desperate housewives all pulling out hair
Their trollies still holding a square inch of air
As fighting breaks out in aisle number eight
Some fellow bought milk... An entire crate
But what made the other bloke really irate?
The last crate was grabbed by the first bloke's mate
I turn in shame from my TV
Can't bare to see the things I see
Where once we had humanity
This war has brought depravity
But as I turn, the room to leave
I hear the words I can't believe
Do my eyes and ears deceive?
This is not war... It's Christmas Eve
Turned on the TV to see what they'd say
There's crowds in the streets all around the UK
Shelves being ransacked at Tesco all day
It's happening too in the U S of A
My TV depicting an end, clearly near
With Donald Trump there and Brexit right here
Then back to the masses, although it’s unclear
Whether it's panic or madness or fear
They're showing us scenes of emptying shelves
With mobs going frantic, all out for themselves
TVs get lifted from where they were racked
It's easy to see that society's cracked
Hoarders are scooping up baked beans and bread
Brand names all gone, own label instead
'Food for my family', is what one said
'I've got to provide for fear they'd be dead’
Coffee and alcohol, biscuits and cakes
Sausages, burgers, bacon and steaks
Folk grab at board games with ladders and snakes
And luxury watches, both real ones and fakes
And now the news treats us to Donald Trump's face
He's saying he's set for a nuclear race
He's gonna build brick walls all over the place
Cos the US is full and there ain't no more space
So they're panicking far and they're panicking near
The whole of the western hemisphere
The Ruskies have nukes and they're all pointing here
It seems that the mobs are in justified fear
Then back to the markets and bustling streets
Shopping bags bulging with with copious eats
Vegetables, fruit and myriad meats
All crammed into car boots and on the back seats.
Now we view traffic jammed up standing still
Ambulance racing to someone who's I'll
Drivers attempting to show some goodwill
No room to maneuver for sirens so shrill
Then back to the clambering hands and shelves bare
Frantic swipes reach for the last items there
Desperate housewives pulling out hair
Their trollies still holding a square inch of air
As fighting breaks out in aisle number eight
Some fellow bought milk... An entire crate
But what made the other bloke really irate?
The last crate was taken by the first bloke's mate
I turn in shame from my TV
Can't bare to see the things I see
Where once we had humanity
This war has brought depravity
But as I turn, the room to leave
I hear the words I can't believe
Do my eyes and ears deceive?
This is not war... It's Christmas Eve
Spoken Word Poetry: A Groove Through Time
Man, you’re just a real gone cat/breaking the habit and diggin’ something new/
Your world spins fast with the beat/ your music collection—a limited edition on the Acid Side of the Jazzy beat/
a gold standard Acid jazz kaleidoscope of sound/
Acid Jazz LPs dance like shadows in the street/ so you are hip to Acid Jazz, a genre born in the night, Funk, soul, and hop intertwined/
a rhythm that pulses and ignites, elements of funk, soul, and hip-hop, as well as disco, started in London’s clubs/
it began to unwind with drugs sex, and the deep beat of percussion that flows from the spin tables and the DJ mix into subcultures, including rave, acid house, and jungle that flooded the superclubs like the river’s current,
Man, it was a nu British sound that had its own records shops, and music producers/
live performance, an electric embrace, a tapestry woven with the threads of the past, an anthem for a nu sound/
ain’t it cool, man, to swing and sway? Acid cool, with words that play, each note a story, every beat a fight, against the social and political realities of the day/
from the UK to the States in the ‘90s/
broken beats, deep funk, a hip new sound, born in clubs/ a deep history resurrected/
Hip hop producers diving deep in the trunk of
old town bump de bump funk/
Electric Rhodes, guitars that gleam, Jazz-funk—triple threat, the dream, steppin’ out to that new Acid Jazz sound, Brand New Heavies, where vibes abound. James Taylor Quartet, Jazz Hole, Jamiroquai, spinning out of control all deep into the show/
Eddie Piller, the architect, of Acid Jazz Records—music to reflect/
Disc jockeys, producers, crafting the groove, adding percussion, making the old move, sampling the past with a sleazy intent, Old Skool mentality, a love that won’t relent/
Lofi vibes ride the waves of the scene, A boost of spoken word slam jazz, a dream within a dream/
So dig on brother and let the music wrap you, let it break your square mold/
In this young history of Acid Jazz, let the stories be told/ step into the rhythm, and let your dancin’ feet fly/
In this world of sound, we’ll never say goodbye, for there is always someone to meet on this Acid Jazz ride/
"Small Wars in Paradise"
A small war in paradise
where the walls
are dripping
hearts pinned
with golden words
A ghost behind
the eyes of a Fate
shines a light
on the self-righteous
misinformed deux Moirai,
advocatus diaboli -
what remains,
The Devil’s Advocates
blinded in the eye
the dull intentioned
Assizes
Intervention
comes at a small cost
for the Soul
they think is lost
Tomorrow always delivers,
The Goods.
Small wars in Paradise
where sharp swords cut
blunt forked tongues
beating tattoos in time
to a betrayal of trust
a banshee assassin
it’s a relative choice
Won
Lost
A ghost behind the eyes
haunts the hallowed halls
of manipulative minds
holding black diamonds and spades
digging what was, is now dust
in both hands
bloodied,
murdering the past
one day at a time
slowly smiling
holding the crass dead
in a deep holed heart
now becomes the
smoking refined blunderbust
executing sentences
orchestral manouvres
in a dark knight mind
a banshee assassin
it’s a relative choice
The Woman Won
The Past Lost
all in good time...
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Tomorrow" / Ozzy Osbourne, Ozzmosis
https://youtu.be/isnqz-aJe4c
https://www.biddytarot.com/tarot-card-meanings/minor-arcana/suit-of-swords/knight-of-swords/
https://www.biddytarot.com/tarot-card-meanings/major-arcana/magician/
https://www.biddytarot.com/tarot-card-meanings/major-arcana/strength/
"A Tryal of Witches"/ Sydney University -
https://library.sydney.edu.au/collections/rare-books/online-exhibitions/modernity/tryal.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bury_St_Edmunds_witch_trials
Bury St Edmunds Witch Trials:
https://www.visit-burystedmunds.co.uk/blog/2018/bury-st-edmunds-witch-trials
https://famous-trials.com/salem/2059-pleadinnocent
https://famous-trials.com/salem/2031-accused
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kangaroo_court
LYRICS/ "Tomorrow", Osbourne.
https://genius.com/Ozzy-osbourne-tomorrow-lyrics
"....if I wanted your opinion..."
Surreal, often not right just abstract.
half of something done for something
else seen as away of needing, but
being wanted from the position, of thought.
This the rhetorical rhetoric spoken by
the Prime Minister of Dolphious, the
Place where mean People Dwell.
They mocked the people's fear of Creatures
from another world, by creating a Hoover Craft
to look like a movie version of a space ship.
They'd use sleeping gas, they tossed cans of the
stuff into the crowd and when the people would
fall down, they'd walk among them in alien suits, hooping
that the foggy eyed people who see them and create
a vision to tell the stories.
They took some of the people to a ship, while they
were unconscious, and kept them sedated. while dressed
like aliens, they would say things in this foreign tongue,
they said things like, sqibble, squibble,uk, peek eye noad:
anything said double would be taken as a command, and
who every was in charge would point to the instrument
they wanted them to use. when they were finished they
use more sleeping gas, and take the people back to were
they found them, they used a giant painting at the ship
loading dock, they painting was of a alien space ship,
they let the people think they were in space or something.
when they stories came out that aliens had taken several people aboard their ship, we couldn't contain our laughter.
Would these people allow us to be creative or would they be angered and cause problems, either we were gonna do a scientific fictional movie, or a documentary on bad film ideas.
"They Crazy ! " a story about a film company that used people not contracted in a stunt to get attention for a movie. It is contriversal and these people used cameras hidden in their shirts to record the event. days after the news came out the film had already been done, and most of those who had been involed in the stunt, were as closed mouthed as Lottery winner at a prostitues home. when the people uncontracted began receiving checks, and contracts to stars in the film, some became angry, most signed the contract, but one Auddance Deintrey, tried to use some leverage to apply a hold-up suplex, and get more money out of these people!
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