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Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on December 29, 2012 by dc

What are we to do?
As the melting faced
Fade into stutters,
Dizzy with numbers
And ill fed excuses,
All desperate
And carrion crowing.

Watch sports?
Sing for the Queen?
Hunt paedophiles?
Tweet discontentment
And shun LOL’s?

It’s a strange hell
Of sorts,

Caught in the middle
Of a riddle and a rock,

Locked in rhyming
And climbing
Through the crowds,
Short on air,

“It’s unfair!”
We all shout,

“You don’t care!”
And we’re out
Of luck.

But there’s hope.

There’s a crack in the sky
And a guy spinning round,
Parachutes to the ground,

He found it
Somewhere between
The dirt and the stars.

It’s oh so impressive.

If he can do that,
Anything’s possible,


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on December 31, 2009 by dc

Under consistent rainfall
There were shadows
Apologising for slayings,

Politicians sat forward to cry
As rebellion rumbled
And change took the breeze.

We span into numbers
As rumours moonwalked
And money fires burned,

A scent of despair in the air,
Drawn on smiles
And populist illusions,

We did it and made it,
We were there when it ended,
Then we painted it better.