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I don't call it poetry or prose,
I know it lacks good timing.
It's certainly isn't a rose,
It's more like whining while rhyming!
But as long as I say it first,
It stops all the others from same.
It slakes the insult thirst,
And only plays into my game.
But maybe that makes me the loser,
And...
I need a cure to stop this rhyming,
Or up the wall I'll soon be climbing.
What's the cause that makes it happen,
Even sometimes when I'm crappin'.
If I'm out and walking roun',
Then I cannot write it down.
Within seconds it's all gone,
But replaced by another one!
Is it a curse or is it a...
The muse is with me once again,
A shame for you it just means pain.
Today my thoughts have all been pooling,
Reading that lot must be grueling.
Where it comes from who can say,
I absolve myself that way.
It's not me, I vainly plead,
Stab me not, for I do bleed.
It's the voices, they're to blame...
Who likes going on journey's?
Queuing with luggage on gurney's.
Getting the squirts,
And how that hurts,
And needing some legal attorneys.
A holiday's bound for disaster,
Just ask a weather forecaster.
The airports will strike,
The prices will hike,
And the bed's will be cold alabaster.
And...
There once was an autistic man,
Who came up with a useful plan.
He climbs up a steeple,
To avoid all the people,
Staying up there as long as he can.
The problem with neural diversity,
Is it causes too much adversity.
Cognitive conditions,
Are neural munitions,
For those who live in perversity...
I shed some tears,
Down the years,
But really not all that many.
Not nearly enough,
I seemed to act tough,
Like I just couldn't give a ha'penny.
But reality is,
The more that I whizz,
Thru emotional moments sans feelings.
I get in a tizz,
No analysis,
Will help the pain with some healing.
How...
I'm struggling now to think somehow,
Of a topic on which I can rant.
And I need a new metre, before my rhymes peter
Out 'cos my talent is scant.
I'll try something new,
And maybe it works,
Or maybe it's bound for disaster.
A turn of the screw,
Plus a couple of quirks,
Or hit rock bottom much...
Had my one-to-one with a very talented medium this morning. So much wonderful information confirming my path as a healer and light worker. She also said I was in the right job, and that I should look to step up to a team leader position; as I am more than able.
I then enjoyed a visit to Ely...
I was going to clean the house today but i dont feel the energy really. I had a dream about my ex friend again and coupled with the stress of the last few days it was the last straw. My stomach was in knots all day and i cried a lot.
I am feeling a bit better but i think i will do the cleaning...
I never did. When i was a Child i dreamt that my family was not my real family and that my real family died in a fire. They would someday come to get me.
As an adult i taught myself everything, things that my parents and school system never did. I relied on myself to change myself so people...
A ballistic missile,
Is somewhat fissile,
But mostly it's fusion it uses.
A two stage device,
Is really quite nice,
It's what the scientist chooses.
The Soviets and US,
Tried to progress,
A one stage device at first.
But Teller and Ulam,
And those before 'em,
Said this made a better airburst...
It's been several years, but tonight I decided to go for a long walk in the Fens at night. The first and last 15 minutes of the walk are along lit streets. But the 90 minutes in-between is out in the Fens, with no lights. I don't use a torch, as I like to navigate in the darkness. The moon...
Tonight's medium was excellent, and I was lucky enough to get a reading with her.
For me she took messages from her guides, as opposed to relaying information from dead family or friends coming forward. She delivered new topics unprompted by myself.
She spoke of my deep love of art. And how...
The end of it all,
Must surely appal,
So much, we must reject it.
Just like our death,
And the waters of Lethe,
The loss of our thoughts subjective.
But without our end,
Of which we forfend,
Our birth could never have been.
So why do we fear,
When the end comes near,
The terrors that are...
I hate all the philosophers who tell us how to think,
In fact the very thought of it has driven me to drink.
Why can't they mind their own business instead of minding mine,
Then surely they could think of something verging on sublime.
For in my head my thoughts are dead and buried don't you...
Pretty polymer!
(Hmmmm..., maybe I'd best go back to rhyming? 🤔)
There's a new eco-warrior group been formed, consisting only of farmers!
It's called Just Top Soil! 😖😖
The title kinda sounds like the start to some self-aware joke. I wish I could say that it is... it's not.
I have been looking at behavior patterns with myself. The things I do and how I behave in the worst moments. It all wreaks of attention seeking. But like, juvenile attention seeking. All...
I had to put it out of it's misery with a Coup de Grass! 😖