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Age Of Reason

Age Of Reason 
Building characteristics 
With no nonsense 
Knowing right from wrong 
Growing into your own 
Become vigorous 
Age of reason 
A change to find your own way 
Write your own journey 
Lead by example 
Find hidden talents 
Shine through the stars 
Don’t follow the corrupt world 
Just down to earth 
Slow to anger 
Become your own man 
Take a stand for what you believe in 
Strive to improve 
Age of reason

Premium Member This one's for Blue'

I used to say come to London.' Yet not now.' The violence
Is spiralling.' There is less value wow.' Not of tawdry glam
And glitz and such.' Yet of life.. and futures they don't seem
Worth that much.' I know Blues familiy.' No nonsense folk
Now living a nightmare.' Delivered by the social enrichment
Joke.' In 'sad-diks london...Or londinistan.? Its violence in
The morning.' Afternoon, evenings.' Who's the next target?
There must be a plan.? As it seems systemic yet some dystopian
Action
Slam.' Against the values that have endured.' Through times
Hourglass sands.' As Christianity has been mocked indeed
Reviled.' So has lawlesness exploded.' Perceptions run wild.'
Rampant violence.' Has entered Englands womb.. And things arn't quiet..Nor will they be anytime soon.'  Will there
Be justice by the authouritys.? The people require redress.'
Just look back three decades..It was never like this mess.!!!
If you live in Britain.' I advise raise your voice.' Or perhaps a
Finger or two .? Email inspector Christina Jessah.' Let the reckoning start with you.'


Premium Member Bob Katter, is at where it really matter's

Thank the Lord..' Katters on the job.' Father of the house..
And solar housing systems..This legend is worth every bob'
A straight talking hero.' Who has his country at heart.'
Who will stand; with with his no-nonsense manner.'
It's time; and well past..Get to the line, be ready to start.!

Premium Member Small

I refuse to languish in obscurity
hiding parts of my personality.
As a target I stood. 

Verity will always light up the dark.
A white lightning rod, an electric spark
as what’s solid is viewed. 

I am the woman with oneiric eyes,
the one who’s focus is the far off prize. 
No nonsense attitude.

Shrinking yourself back into a bubble, 
sounds to me like a whole lot of trouble. 
Small is never selfhood.

When Everything Is quiet

When Everything Is Quiet 
No sound 
No drama 
No nonsense 
Submerge in water 
No anger 
No chaos 
Just solitude 
Keep life simple 
Turn off the news 
In one ear and out the other 
I like peace and quiet 
A man of very few words 
Disconnected from society 
Turn off the noise 
No electronics 
No conflict 
Confined 
Darkness is mine 
Creative writings 
When everything is quiet 
When writing poetry, I’m alive.


sink bucket

A sink bucket
Today I forgot to buy milk, drank black coffee 
it is easy to remember the past shines like jewels
It was the winter of 1952, and my brother carried
a big sink bucket, I was the smallest one
 and we were on our way to the coal depot to 
 find a hole in the fence to steal coal.
We were caught by a man who wore an armband
 of the new people in command
 they were taking no nonsense from
anyone least of all seven-year-old thieves.
I have often seen that you put a uniform on someone who
who never had power, they behave like little Hitler sprats.
On the way home with two empty buckets, we came across
a wooden fence that had partially fallen, we took as many
planks as we could carry and had a warm Christmas Eve

Create Something Beautiful

Written By:  D. Collins 1/25/25


Create something beautiful while you're on this earth.
It will still be here when you're long, under the dirt.
Create a masterpiece molded from your own hands.
Inject the juice that extends your family Clan.

You take that seed and give it nothing but good.
Tell them the things you'd change, if you could.
Then, they go into life with some experience.
In knowing Daddy ain't taking no nonsense.

Create something good before you leave this earth.
Show the whole world your value and worth.
Give something back to show you were here.
Give them a Meika overdosed in high gear.

Premium Member Food finders hub dot co dot U K

Food thats good i beleive you'll find? raw milk
Not the usual, therm-ed out kind.
Link up with farmers, you can volunteer!!
Supply some spirit, spread more cheer
The bowler hatted farmer knows'  his
Onions along with dear old Vobes' 
And Brooks no nonsense Chris is in.'
That people power is starting to spin.!
A couple of million will do for starters 
You can now show the world..
Who are? the real'
Useless farters.)

Premium Member No Nonsense

I read The Raven in its entirety,
I must admit it's kind of creepy.

If some big ol' bird with devil eyes
Came tap tap tapping to my sitting room,
I'd be leave leave leaving for the refuge 
Of my mother's house.

Mother's house is a house of safety,
And if that bird dared to follow 
It would bow and say "Milady,"
And nevermore forget it's place~
'Cause Mom don't brook no nonsense
From neither man nor beast!

Premium Member Christmas in the Sixties

Christmas day seemed to always land on a Sunday, when I was a miss.
Weird, but church is what I always remember every single Christmas
We would wake up too early, and get sent rapidly back to bed.
Our parents took no nonsense from any of us, their rules in lead.

We were told when we could come out, not one minute before.
We did not have seventeen presents, or hundreds of them galore.
We usually had three or four presents apiece, this was not grandma’s house.
The cookies left out for Santa had been nibbled, as if there had been a mouse.

We tore open the wrapping and got something we never saw coming.
This was before TV showed us what was valuable, or what was slumming.
We liked whatever it was, or at least pretended to like it.
For to do anything else would have caused a huge parental fit.

We thanked our parents, and helped set the breakfast table.
We had to call our great aunts Dorothy and Miss Mable.
To say thank you for the hand-knitted stuff they sent to us.
They loved hearing from us we gave them such a big fuss!

Premium Member Cami the Inventor Witch

Cami is an inventor, a genius, a marvel said the witch
We let her do things her way, never used a belt or a switch
She grew up knowing she was the best of the best
School was nothing to her, she out tested every old test

We let her come home and spend time being a tinker
She is a philosopher too, a model creative thinker
Cami is on her way now with things from an estate
She said she has found the best spell book to date!

So are you all witches then? I asked the old hag.
Shh! She said to me. I do not disclose my doctor’s bag.
Cami rode into the compound on a motorized bike.
Pulling a trailer full of books, and birdcage by Mike.

She is a unique figure, no nonsense, knows what she is doing.
Cami soon had an enormous bonfire and cauldron both brewing.
I sneaked away, but not before giving the satchel a quick look.
She has her hands full now, for she has a witch doctor’s book.

Premium Member Terrific Choice

Teacher leaves me no instructions.
I am a last second substitute
I will be here an hour, and I have no idea what I am doing.
One of the six-year-olds begins twerking.
An obscene dance, if you know something.
At home it might be considered funny.
I call him over and ask if he wants to sit with me.
I am old school, no nonsense, no play when you are in the wrong.
He decides he does want to sit with me.
Terrific choice.
This eliminates any chance I could have had for my own playtime.
Oh well, I did not need free time anyway.

On Sunny Days I Work Less

On sunny days i work less;
My little Lord God shall bless.
On sunny days some light dress
My body heat helps to press,
Electronic iron men’s guess,
For it wouldn’t look a mess…

Sweating Noon save your muscle,
This doing through no tussle
You halt hustle and bustle;
I’d stop a paper’s rustle.

Somehow, I find a way to keep calm
Sometimes, reading either palm
But I would near not a balm:
Hot like heat hits one a “Bam”

Sunny days wear a grim look
Like one who’d no nonsense brook;
One could choose to read a book
But better fast food you cook.

Impress With Words and Wine

In his speech always some difference,
Even while it is tea conference.
Often for the No-Nonsense Meeting.
Where one must check Effusive Greeting;
Raising the notion of deference:
Stanley’s robust search for reverence.
And for quotes to minds a reference…

But Wit is beginning to Ear ache,
In the past served and much was cake ;
Wit changed to Dollar had dropped naught,
His speech ready, he’s with eyes fought;
“Talks are better ended with French wine
And the population, here, needs nine.”

Premium Member No Nonsense

Bonny orchid, yesterday I longed to see your face 
It's radiance beamed out to me from some unspoken place
Outside on a cold, dark night
A million stars for candlelight 

Then all at once a shooting star line-danced across the sky
Spelling out your name in cosmic ink, illuminescent dye
Once again inside a dream
My memory of it agleam

A quiet picnic dans un pré, music everywhere 
A moment where I caught your eye through flowing windblown hair 
You stood up and led me down
A cobbled path into a town 

We dined on bread, raclette, and wine
You held my hand, yours lost in mine
The moment ceased to exist
When on your cheek I placed a kiss

Then you vanished into thin air
Now all alone and in despair 
I called your name without fail
I searched for you to no avail

Then walked I back the the path alone
My tears fell on the cobbled stone
Sure you no more I would see
But there you were waiting for me

I ran towards you, my arms stretched wide
A warm embrace you then supplied
Not a word between us spoke
We disappeared then I awoke

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