A Fight For Your Life!
The super alien spies are all from Mars an’ bugger
By god they masquerade as coloured sugars,
An’ even name a chockie bar after their planet
Then cross the oceans on the back of a gannet
When you’re a youthful twenty
And live the life of plenty.
You think your body is invincible,
The enemy loves every part of your body
Aliens attach their weapons around you
To wear you and your heart apart,
Very clever to disguise their weapons as fat
Not just ordinary fat but wobbly jellified weapons
To fill your jeans an’ make you look full o beans.
This woeful plot the aliens ply for your heart to attack you
An’ die; don’t be fooled with those coloured sugars.
Run for your life buy some joggers an’ walk from the buggers
The irony is when you walk, those alien dormant sugars
Are forced from the tum to the leg muscles for power to kick those aliens In the butt and get you healthy wealthy and wise.
You see the light?
Get up from the couch and rise Sir Healthy Lot!
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AAA......Please free Betty Please.....NEWS FLASH....AAA
The world’s largest fast food chain is to move its
Australian operation toward using free-range eggs.
McDonalds has already started using only free-range
Eggs in other countries and now its Australian arm
Has confirmed it will happen here. They use 70 million p.a.
Retail giant Woolworths reaffirmed last night it
Was reducing its reliance on cage eggs in line
With customer trend toward free-range and
Barn-laid products.
This is not a Poem but poetry to my ears
Finally the most dumb statement from the
Australian Egg Corporation
“The scientific world had still yet to form a
Conclusive argument that the welfare of chickens
Suffered in cages” and “we shouldn’t humanise
These things”..................... My answer
Ken e Hall
My Haiku Animalist
Animal cruelty
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A Beautiful Morning Begins
I must paint this scene a surely pleasure for all to see,
My pallet full and canvas white let me think of what’s so bright,
I’ll crown the hills mauve’n’white with yellow gleam,
Thru triple shades of dancing green
Sketching silhouettes gliding so high in the sky,
Who sing and call a new day is nigh as,
An owl’s eye’s blink, close and settle to sleep,
As the distant cock crows to earn his keep.
A dash of dew on petals of a rose,
To twinkle joy to dry that grows,
My brush for wind instills natures
glow
Helping footless tree’s sway too and frow.
A master stroke to portray nature’s potent night worker still,
As he leaves his web to a leafy hill,
I’ll thin this early morning mist as deer emerge,
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Poetry in Me.........
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
Anger writes the feelings in the speed of thought,
I swing the axe to split the block of inspiration
Mind Pictures in my words sleeping under dreams.
Happiness and sadness hold hands in the whirlpool of words
Metaphor movies flicker in my brain,
Venting feelings to flow from my pen,
Celestial images punctuated live as
Syllables jostle for rhythm’s flow.
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
I find comfort deep within as we write together
With your silent guide my friend,
In the cutting room snakes strangle the ‘odd’ word
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
I find comfort deep within as we write together
With your silent guide my friend,
In the cutting room snakes strangle the ‘odd’ word
Then wonders mark unfolds, originality leaps forth.
My eyes close feeling tired the hour is late
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Dressed in Darkness...
Born again darkness dressed in
Nature’s monolith cloak moved
By the slow sinking sun becomes alive,
In its blackness...complete.
Daylight gently banished
Chimney pots, roof tops, forests,
Mountains and valleys fade into submission,
Nothing escapes the nightly darkling.
Every eye of man and beast welcomes
The evening’s lifebuoy of the sky,
Changing scenes to a different state with the
Silver moon painting shadows on reflection
Cities rebel as the electric light orchestra
Swings into its powerful show,
A trillion lamps applaud the Neon rainbows as
City lakes ripples twinkle silver winks,
Bright green glows allow tired workers home
To windows inviting, cosy for their rest,
In the night slumber comes to everyone.
The night commands its recharge will
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Human Bondage
The echo’s of beatings and abuse
Seeps thru the bedroom walls,
I wear the skin of your life inside me
Festering wounds,
Floating in a sea of abuse.
Why can’t I leave you?
Why am I so weak?
Is it the children?
Am I afraid of making it alone what do I seek?
Jeckal’s of your kind seep in alcohol
To make their life hide
Do I see a glimmer of hope, will you change?
I feel no way; I am a fool’s fool
Living with your unrequited rule.
My love for you was born from the seeds of youth
That died, drowned in tears I’ve shed.
I must heed my families call to leave
Mum down on her knees to beg,
I just know she has experience and insight
Hoping I make it thru another night
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I’m going to Paint my Best Picture Ever
As soon as I wake before my coffee
I’ll grab that canvas brush and oils
To paint a fantastic sky,
With a couple of crows squawking in the blue
Then a mountain with snow on it top
An’ the sun shining on it
With a little road at the bottom,
Now for a bus stop with a little boy waiting
With his dog on a lead, then a little puddle
For boys love to jump in em’.
Just finished lots of black and white cows
Feeding in this huge green paddock,
With horses frolicking fresh from the stables
Running and kicking chasing, hope I get it right
Better paint a fence near the road an’ add a few sheep.
Now let me see ah....Trees lot of trees green as green
To the left and to the right with birds flying all around,
Oh in the distance near the foot of the mountain
I’ll paint the school bus coming down the road
That boy has been waiting for ages.
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Love Is 2
Nann ‘n’ Pop
Love is
Fighting against the withering tick of time.
Knowing he is not in his prime
Looking down with a perplexed frown,
He can do without sex only clown
But can’t do without his glasses,
He needs them to find his lassie.
Love Is
Trying to kindle a sparkle calling her lovey dove,
Trying a sixty-niner an’ falling out of bed
An’ breaking a leg, now that’s true love.
Every morning a kiss ever since wed
She smiles with no teeth, there still in a tin,
He smiles back with porridge on his bristly chin.
Love is
Looking into the enchanting mirror deep,
To hold that grandeur pose and keep
Just for him if he can stay awake
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Home, I Stand Alone
I stand alone I am yours
My beauty held in awe the anchor,
The place to get back to, my pad, home
A Reflection of self images covers my walls,
The colours are me, my comfort my likes.
My door closes behind me
Security seeps into your mind,
Keeping out would be strangers
Beggars and would be sales ladies,
It will only open by invitation.
A kettle whistles singing its invitation
Cleverly standing next to the tea caddy,
I obey with no restraint addicted
To the command... armchair tea tasting,
Carries air from my mouth...aaaaaahh,
A political doorknockers knock receives deaf ears,
More air leaves my mouth...aaaaaahh.
My door opens two children run in
Followed by a big man smiling
He smells the tea; he will get his just desserts
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Oh Monday Morning
Old moon drops from sight,
Light travels thru an echo to
Calmly awaits its bounce,
Sea obeys and leaves the sand
Linnet sings, a new day has begun.
The central station of the heart
Slows the motion trains,
Corpuscle freight awaits the start
Between the pulsating refrain.
To blackness void of starlight tone
The body clock ticks a wake up call seems,
Conscious sleeps in twilight zones
Suspended in the lane of dreams.
Blink of an eye forget and wake
Evolving today’s way to feel,
Playing the yo-yo game of happy and sad
Masking happy for the social deal.
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