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Fog

On misty road
Not quite yet dark

The landscape growls
No warning bark

Be vigilant
As hidden here

Inside your mind
Uncaptured fear

They roam outside
To trap, ensnare

Grey blanket hides
The monsters there

The causeway twists
Into the clouds

Boundaries draped
In vapour shrouds

Blink too long
In hypnotic mist

Mistakes will spiral
Into it's dark abyss

Already giants
Peer from the grey

Entice you for 
"a feast" they say

Hold your nerve
Be strong, be stable

Don't accept the call
To the giants' table


Samsun Scott
13th September 2023

Bayonet

Long bayonet, blood channel 
Breaks suction to pull loose
After the thrust and twist so it is
Quickly ready for its next use.
Lovingly polished, honed and whet
Of finest steel, Sheffield made
A thing of beauty 
This thirsty blade.

Seeming to quiver in the hand
As though anticipating his thrill
As he patiently waits for
The chance of his next kill.
Clothed all in black
With blackened face
Standing motionless 
In his chosen place.

The watchers watch, monitor
His dreams, read his despair
The experiment conducted 
With precision and great care.
Probing deeply in his mind
To discover why
He gets such pleasure from
Watching others die.

This tormented man
Creation of warring state
Trained to kill without
Remorse or hate.
Nobody prepared 
To take their blame
For what he did
In their cause and name.

The probes record 
His remembered hell
Tick, quiver, in his brain
As he sleeps in his cell
In his mind ready to thrust
And twist his bayonet blade
Long and shining and sharp,
Stainless Sheffield steel made.

96 Reasons - Hillsborough

96 fans awoke that day 
travelled to Sheffield to see their heroes play 
96 had tickets for Leppings Lane 
96 never returned home again 
96 people packed in, gasping for breath 
praying for life enduring death 
96 names etched on a memorial plaque, 
next to an eternal flame 
96 lives lost watching the beautiful game 
96 families reduced to tears 
still fighting for justice after all these years 
96 souls not left in peace yet 
96 reasons to never forget

Ian Sagar

At the age of 17 Ian broke his back, 
In a motorbike accident, had rehab, 
He then worked for a w/c company, 
Who showed him w/c basketball fab. 

For 3 years he played in the club, 
Of the Sheffield Steelers, and then, 
He transferred to the Tameside Owls, 
To join the British team of deft men. 

In 2009 at the European Champs,  
Ian and team won the bronze, Turkey, 
And then in Israel at more Europeans, 
,2011, the team collected gold monkey. 

In 2013 at the Europeans in Frankfurt, 
The basketball team won the lush gold, 
Then in 2015 in Worcester, East Sussex, 
He rolled his team into another gold. 

So when Rio came they were ready, 
And took the bronze from Turkey, 82-76,
Ian was born in Barnsley a 3 pointer,
On the 29th March 1982, quick sticks.

Phil Pratt

Phil is a Welshman from Cardiff, basketball,
Who plays for the club the Sheffield Steelers,
On the 2nd February 1994 he was born tall,
And wears vest 11 for TeamGB, has feelers.

His classification is 3.0, he’s experienced,
‘Cos he was a junior before being a senior, 
He first played as a senior very balanced, 
2012, Standard Life Continental Clash leer. 

In 2015 TeamGB won the European gold, 
In Worcester in England’s West Midlands, 
So in Rio in 2016 the basketball team bold, 
Beat Turkey to win bronze, third strands,

David Wetherill

David started playing table tennis, 
At the age of ten in his local club, 
Where his dad worked as a coach,
And where his brother played him. 

He was born with a bone disorder, 
Rare Multiple Epiphyseal Dysplasia, 
And is a graduate of Sheffield Uni, 
In Biological Chemistry medical.  

He attended Beijing and London,  
And won many medals in 2014,
In Italy, Slovenia and Slovakia, 
And in Romania 2015 gold, silver. 

Then the Euros in Vejle, Denmark,
And David won singles and team, 
Bronze, and then in Lignano 2016,
David won bronze and team silver. 

In Rio he made the quarter finals, 
And was born in Torpoint, Cornwall,
Just before Christmas time in 1989 -
He lives and he trains in Sheffield.

Aaron Mckibbin

Aaron was born with club foot, 
But had corrective surgery cool, 
So played tennis until aged 14,
When he changed to table tennis. 

Very soon after, at the age of 16,
He tried out for ParalympicsGB, 
Even tho’ he didn't see himself, 
As disabled in any way or form. 

He loved the thrill, excitement, 
Of competing against other folks, 
On the same level as himself, 
So entered many competitions. 

His first contest were Europeans, 
In Split which sits firm in Croatia,
In 2011, and so qualified for 2012, 
The Paras that changed the world. 

Then 2014 he won team silver, 
In Slovenia, Slovenia and Italy, 
And in 2015, in Vejle in Denmark, 
He and his team won a bronze. 

In the China Open, the singles, 
Aaron won the gold triumphantly, 
And in the Lignano Master Open, 
They won team bronze with skill. 

In Rio he won the team gold,
With Ross Wilson, Will Bayley;
Born 27th August 1991, London,
He lives and trains in Sheffield.

Jack Hunter-Spivey

Jack comes from Liverpool, lives in Sheffield,
And was born on the 11th of May in 1995,
So he only just missed out on the 2012 field,
He plays table tennis, ranked 7 in class 5. 

He attended a GB Development Camp 2006,
Where with others he did mix of his talent,
And won many county level games to affix, 
Disabled people with the title of ambivalent. 

He won the Junior, the Senior and the Open, 
In 2013 he did take the world by storm, vigour,
And continued up the ranks in 2014 so to win,
Until he took bronze, Italy 2015, for his parlour.

He did well in Korea where TT is really theirs,  
And is a staunch fan of Liverpool football club.
He inspired his sister to play and many others,
And his brother designs computer games, hub.

Cities

The big debate : “What is a city ?” –
A town created by a charter
And often with cathedral church
But sometimes with an ancient abbey.

St David's, Pembroke is the smallest,
Just twelve hundred citizens
And London is by far the largest,
Populous eight million plus.

Many sprawling conurbations
Are the backbone of our nation :
There's Leeds and London, Bath and Bristol,
Canterbury, Sheffield, Hull;
Then Cardiff, Glasgow, Edinburgh,
Norwich, Wells and Peterborough,
Oxford, Cambridge, Manchester,
Swansea, Truro, Chichester,
Worcester, Portsmouth, York and Belfast,
Carlisle, Chelmsford, Perth.

In cities there is entertainment
With cinema and theatre too,
Museum, gallery and concert hall –
A cultured way of relaxation.

A city has a green side too
With parks and gardens to explore,
Pedestrian precincts help us shop
Away from traffic noise and fumes.

I recommend a city visit,
So many secrets are in store.
Leave your car outside the ring-road,
Hop on a bus to start your tour.

The Birth of My Nom De Plume

Nakameche, my nom de plume, born on the 17th day in the month after June, a typhoon, tycoon, a disastrous, resplendent, handsome, rich dude, nothing mendacious or fictitious, a poetic bishop, an inheritance of God’s bonafide boon, the stars watch me as I watch them, they whisper graphic symbols that only Nakameche can translate with a pen, thy felt tip double dipped in Eve-n-Adam’s blood, on glazed onion skin, written in love, rainbows, waterfalls -n- warbling doves, colored in passion, sketched with graphic symbols in a design fashion, to love me is all I’m asking, Nakameche, my nom de plume, born on the 17th day in the month after June, Nakameche possess his own galaxy, his own sun, his own stars -n- his own moons, born Nakym Sheffield on the 17th day in the month after June, Nakameche, my nom de plume.

Be on the look
Out my new book
Admire My Style
By: Nakym Sheffield
Coming soon, Barnes
And Noble, Amazon
-N- Apple iTunes
Or a store near you

A Million Miles of Faithful

Venice, 2 Milan, then 2 the Congo, then 2 Cape Town
Then Hong Kong

I stay being a faithful husband, with my ring on my
Ring finger, on Baghdad, 2 the Bahamas, 2 O-ka-ya-ma,
2
O-kee-cho-bee
2
O•ke•fe•no'kee

2 the United Kingdom embassy, on a private jet 2 Bairiki, 2 Bu-run-di, 2 Burgundy, now in a helicopter landing on a yacht, traveling the speed of a 1,000 knots in a thunderstorm, going 2 Sheffield, England, then 2 Tahiti

I have an emergency, well a sense of an urgent urgency, I’m horny and so is she, my wife-n-me, so I travel home -n- turn our bedroom into a successful, gorgeous, tragic tragedy, while we climax from a sexual, exotic catastrophe, my wife-n-me, I make love 2 the only woman who owns all of me, 4 I never cheat, so no matter where I go, or who I see, in my mind, heart-n-private parts, it’s all about she, it’s all about my wife-n-me, until the death of me.

2 her I’m faithful
-n-
Tranquil -n- 4 her
I’m thankful, what’s up baby?

My Mother's Twin

Passionate symbols symbolized
Theories theoretically theorized
The semblance of your semantics synchronized
What you mean to me I wish it could be
Televised worldwide, vividly seen through
The world’s eyes, Kalani Sheffield, you’re the 
Passionate symbol, my soul has symbolized.

Good Morning

Good morning world, wake up
Today’s Egypt, tomorrow’s ancient Eldorado, El Paso, Colorado, Suzhou, Picasso, Pissarro, Pizarro, Pirandello, Paganini, Mandela, Nakym, Muhammad, Mugabe, Jabbar, Quadir, Kalani, Nahzi, Adirah, Baariq, Noni-n-Zhari, Mrs. Sheffield, My mommy, a list of cities, states, countries-n-places of wealth, influential people.

                           Prophets, Presidents, Painters, Poets
Explorers, my children, my wife, my mom, myself, a statesman, an artist, a violinist-n-an author, a man, a father, my words walk through air, and on water, my wealth fed, not only mine, but the world’s sons-n-daughters, we all need supporters, Asians, Arabs, Blacks, Americans, Africans, Latinos, Indians-n-Italians, we all need supporters, wake up the sun is shining, good morning, what would the world be without our sons-n-daughters, wake up the sun is shining, good morning, I’m here 2 wake the world up, good morning.

Huzza
Huzza

My Christmas Thank You To a Doctor Called Di,

Thank you Diana

How do you thank someone for giving you twenty-five  years of extra life


Yes twenty-five years extra, Of  being a Mother, Nanny and Wife.

How do you thank someone for being there for you
.
When you were so ill, you didn’t know what to do.

You thank them by, now being the person you want to be
.
And showing the world on live TV.

You thank them by doing all the things you never got the chance to do before.

When you couldn’t even venture out the door.

You thank them by living your life  in the fast lane again
. 
Now you are free of the nightmare, free of  the pain.

You thank them by shopping at a packed Sheffield Meadowhall
.
A couple of weeks before Christmas, you are having a ball
.
You thank them by going to see your fav’ourite singer Cliff
.
You sit there with 12,000 people just to do this.

You thank them by running a helpline for others

meeting fantastic people along the way
.
You thank them by living your life day by day
.
You thank them by just being you,

You thank them in everything that  you do.

The Human League

The 80's electronic band
The Human League
Came from Sheffield England
My home town
Phil Oakey
The lead singer
Had his hair short on one side
The over long hanging down.

He met the two girl singers
Who were dancing
In the crazy Daisy pub
He liked what he saw
and singed them up 
To go on tour.

Such hits as 'Being boiled'
'Mirror man'
'Don't you want me''
And''The sound of the crowd'
Were played in many clubs and bars
Often loud.

He is one of the reasons I play synthesizers
Myself today
Now bald as a badger
His famous long locks gone
But he still writes
And can still sing a song.



Other local bands, Def leopard, Heaven 17, ABC ,Pulp, Artric monkeys,
Jarvis cocker, Joe cocker, Richard Hawley,
Living in a box, Baby bird, Paul Carrick, Tony Christie. Rev and the Makers, and many others.





Peter Dome.copyright.2014. march.

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