Category: Human Truths
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Mumma’s Christmas Madness
Mumma’s up first, still rubbing her eyes,Three kids charging like they’ve won a prize.Wrapping’s flying, dog’s got a bow,Mumma’s stuck smiling through “Ho Ho NO!”The turkey is still frozen, the sprouts won’t cook,One kid’s crying, one’s lost his book.She sips her tea – it’s cold again,Then laughs so hard she forgets the pain.There’s glitter in…
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Marriage its Ups and Downs
Marriage its Ups and Downs We have been married a long time, 54 years to count in linear mime. We have had our ups and downs, But we will not act like clowns. The first period was getting to know, The second was enjoying the snow. Third was framework for us to glow. A new…
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Intelligence
Intelligence What is it? Intelligence, what does it mean?Something to measure, something to gleam.Where do we find it? Do we really care?Or is it something that does not pair?It’s not brightness or speed, or even correctness,It is orientation and discarding fluff, earnestness.You may see less, speak less, conclude later,Change your mind quietly, still understand the…
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Grandad Was My Rock
Grandad Was My Rock I was six at the time; Grandad was my spine.I never saw him much – work needed to survive.But when he took me to the country, it was sublime;Nests and birds were explained, never contrived. Catapult in back pocket, special stones at the ready,Went hunting, hungry belly – fill the plate,…
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The Dyslexic Misfits
The Dyslexic Misfits They sat us at the back,To hide us from the factWe were slipping through the crackBetween the cage and the track.Indoctrination was beginning to show.We weren’t stupid, we weren’t slow.Letters dancing began to flow,Words of nonsense would not bow.We saw their system and took it apart,Sideways spelling that made us smart.We had…
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Ring the Roots, Wake the Sky
Ring the Roots, Wake the Sky The moment when tools will not suffice,Mind takes over, becomes the device.Fertiliser won’t do the job – enter ancient technology,A copper coil and a stick, that was their philosophy. Plant the crop, lay it down, build the grid in the ground,Mark the corners, in between – make it so…
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The Wrong Question
The Wrong Question Is the Earth flat? Or is it, Globe? This is the question to unfold.Wrong. It is both at the same time. It’s your perception as it is told.What is the correct question, you ask? Are we still, or are we moving?Are we liking a flat Earth, fixed, or are we hurtling forever,…
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The Censorship lament
The Censorship lament We have a thought and wright it down,We Work the thought into the ground.Work is done and we had so much fun,I will just sit back and enjoy the Sun.Off it goes to the editor, so proud,100 pages that sing out loud.The editor cut with all his might,32 pages squeaky clean and…
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Bullet Point Jockey
Bullet Point Jockey Take a word throw it outMix it all about The same word can be heard As something that is perturbed Mix it with another wordNow you can be absurdAdd another and you will say That looks like a BPJ Note BPJ = Bullet Point Jockey BPJ = The Bullet-Point Mind BPJ takes…
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Welcome
Welcome Come in, come in, and warm your toes,Where memories hum and the old truth flows.Come in, come in, beyond mere prose,The facts ignite, the blindfold goes.Come in, come in, it’s dark out there,Step to the light, shed every care.Come in, come in, the path is clear,From buried past, the veil draws near.Come in, come…