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A NEW BLISS
A New Bliss

Just when LOVE
Seemed to
Passed me by…..

And my ‘ HEART ’
Sank to an abyss…..

I found a new BLISS –
I went on the PISS…..

A NEW CHILD BORN
A new child born
Is something to adorn…

The New Creation
Is the mere equation
A unique revelation
The complete expression
Between Love-makers…

The NEW CREATION
Is a moment’s conception
Of a lifetime’s realisation…
Is the ideal reflection
Of parental aspiration
Is the coveted celebration
Of a Vested Heritage…

A New Child born
Is Nature’s PERFECT PRESENT,
A Prize to Adorn

A SHATTERED PEACE
I remember a Mid-June day
When words of beauty
Escaped from my vocabulary,
A moment’s shattered peace-
A blast of pointless hate –
Showered upon my dignity…
Scattered my trust…
Scarred my hope…

I remember a sunny June day
When the ‘Elements Cried’…
And a Town’s Civility died…
When Humanity froze
In a sinless debris…

I remember an August Day…
When the Spirit of Manchester
Arose from the ‘Ashes’ –
In a resilient stride,
To restore its Pride.

A SLAVE TO DRUGS 3 D’S
DEGENERATION……. DECADENCE ……DYSFUNCTION

Don’t take Drugs
Drugs make people into mugs……

I saw a Yuppie start a joke
by floating ‘ Coke’ on the Stock Exchange,
A ‘ wheel of Deals ’ broke his Hope
and wrecked his life.

I saw a Singer ‘spaced out on speed ’
chase an ideal dream, to escape a ‘ bum-deal ’
I saw raw talent
‘washed down the drain’.

I saw a Mother, on a needle jab
In a quivering mess…..
who sought Love, and bought Aids-
Now her Baby cries ‘oceans’ of Tears.

Don’t take Drugs…..
Drugs make People into Mugs.

I saw a Lad looking for some fun,
trying to impress, the Leader of the Gang….
I saw a Coward turn Hero, as he ‘ Dropped a Tab ’
to become ‘ KING ECSTACY ’ of the Scene,
As he tried to win the heart
of an ‘ Acid-House Hip-Hop QUEEN ’.

Now, ten years on –
I see a MAN - of ‘ cabbage mind ’…….
HOOKED on ‘Crack’
Like a dog on the street, scrambling for its next feed,
Like a Poisoned rat, spreading an infectious disease
I see a Desperate Animal
ready to KILL FOR A FIX……

DON’T TAKE DRUGS
DRUGS MAKE PEOPLE INTO MUGS
DRUGS MAKE PEOPLE INTO THUGS.

A SLAVE TO NICOTINE

Puff the Magic Dragon
You’re on a rolling Wagon…..
You are a SUCKER!
I am a HOOKER!
Eager to Prostitute Your Cells;
I am a MUTANT MOLECULE , Looking for a Home –
Give me a Shelter, and I’ll give You a NICOTINE ‘ BENDER ’
Keep puffing and Puffing, and I’ll give You a CANCER!

At my ADDICTION BAR ,
You’re BUZZING and BONDING on ‘ TUMOUR – TAR’……..
You’re Stuffing Your STOMACH, Your KIDNEY,
Your LIVER, Your BLOOD….
With a million Molecules of TOXIN TRASH………
You’re Trashing and Crashing Your BODY-IMMUNITY!
With this Meandering mist of Poison & Filth …………………

And One tranquil Sunny Day
You AWOKE to a STROKE!
You once Loved to ROCK and ROLL
Now It’s Wheelchair PUSH and STROLL,
As DEMENTIA takes its Punishing TOLL;

And One tranquil Sunny Day
You AWOKE to a DESTITUTE CALL
A PREGNANCY STALL !
Your New CHILD BORN Forlorn…………
Condemned to a LIFETIME of HOUSEBOUND CARE.

Keep Puffing and Stuffing Your LUNGS with NICOTINE Sludge –
You’re Puffing & Stuffing & Wheezing & Sneezing
& Coughing & Choking & Groaning & Moaning…….
Sighing & Breathing no more ……….
You are a SLAVE to the NICOTINE-GUILLOTINE
KILLING MACHINE;

CELEBRATION (the Irish way)

A drought
A thirst
A trickle of water
The root is revived…….
Today the ‘Shamrock’ rules OK!

As the Violins play –
a traditional Celtic Tune,
SAINTS & SINNERS
Lock arm in arm
To jig upon jig
With a drop of the ‘hard stuff’
To Celebrate
Side by side
From Irish Sobriety
To a United Sublimity…….

As ‘Cultural kisses’
Heal all broken trust

Happy St Patrick’s Day

CHRISTMAS MESSAGE
To wish you
A Merry Christmas and
A Happy New Year

CONGRATULATIONS

The Sunshine
has broken
Through...

Now, You’re on
‘ Cloud Nine ’

TODAY
You can ‘ Touch the Stars ’

HAPPY BIRTHDAY...

COSY IS THE COMFORT
Cosy is the comfort
Being bonded to your flesh -

Cosy is the comfort
Being cemented to your soul –

Cosy is the comfort
Of having you
To share my deeds
In the space and time
Between
The first & last day:

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DEAR DIARY
DEAR DIARY

DEAR ........

Dear Special Day
Bringing you
Special moments,
To treasure
For the rest
Of the Year...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY...

DIAMOND FRIENDSHIP
Good Friends are
Like Autumn leaves.....
Scattered everywhere.....

TRUE FRIENDS are
like precious DIAMONDS,
ever rare to discover.....
ever rare to treasure.....

EXPONENTIAL SEX DRIVE
If a Mathematical Hypothesis
Be so romantic…
That an Equation
Be deemed to express
The Mating Process…
Then I propose

That a MAN + a WOMAN = e sexpower

The ‘Calculus God’ deems ;
That Integration of this Equation
Yields – Sexual Intercourse…
The 'Calculus God’ deems
3 options prevail ;

If e=0, zero ejaculation occurs…
If e tends towards Infinity,
Multiple Orgasms occur;
If e fucks off, no shagging takes place.

ETERNAL BOND
Cuddle me in your arms
till break of dawn…
till all today’s wounding sorrow
is rendered forlorn by tomorrow…

till Time no longer measure
this fleeting clench of pleasure
till this whole World stops turning
& alone remain…
Two ‘Lovebirds’
Full of yearning…

& Love’s breathtaking flame
flickers on immortally
and Life’s timeless burdens
are driven beyond Eternity;

Cuddle me in your arms
till break of dawn,
Till no entity can up heave
These seeds so deeply sown.

FIRST MEETING
First Meeting
First Touch
First Kiss…..
My world stood still.

The Mastery
Of Love’s Burning Power,
Drove me wild…..
And mellow with Pride.

And Now, each meeting
Reveals new facets…..
Of your ever – changing
Beauty…..

FUNERAL TRIBUTE

IN TRIBUTE TO…….

A REMEMBRANCE…….

LIKE A ROSE
Forever Pure…

YOUR DIAMOND SOUL
Lives on
Forever Sure…
The Happiness
You gave to us all
Remains in
Our HEARTS

FOREVER To Adorn

GLOBAL TIMEBOMB
Somebody told me
We had to build
A technological Dream –
To transform our precious land
Into a factory of production lines …

Somebody told me
We had to burn all this fossil fuel,
To propel a money-spinning wheel
And drive the Planet to its knees…

Somebody told me
We had to build a concrete Jungle
And germinate a ‘Material-God’,
Omnipotent to Consumer Needs
Oblivious to Nature’s Deeds…

Nobody told me
Of this Pollution ‘Beast’
Breeding a famine feast…
Fermenting a Global Time – Bomb…

Somebody told me
Man could tell Nature
How to run a more efficient show…
NOBODY TOLD ME……….
THAT Man’s ‘Techno – Monster’
Could bring Epidemic and Extinction
To so many Species of Distinction…..

SOMEBODY TOLD ME
MAN COULD WALK ON THE MOON

NOBODY TOLD ME
MAN COULD RUN FROM THE EARTH.

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HOLDING A DREAM
I wish I could Touch
And Hold a DREAM…..

Of our MINDS and BODIES
Fused as ONE…..

Then Day
Could fade into Night…..
And each moment
Could stretch
into infinity…..

If only Time could stand still…..
All tears could evaporate into laughter
If only Time could stand still…...
My LOVE for YOU
Would never die…..

IF ONLY TIME
COULD STAND STILL.

IF ONLY TIME COULD STAND STILL
In this moment of bliss
when sensual pleasure be so wonderful....
Only Time can erode this treasured feeling
and lustful seething....
If only Time could stand still;

If a Yearning be a journey.....
Then a passionate kiss be Eternity.......
If only Time could stand still;

To know beauty is to suffer at the climax -
Every wistful moment leaves a scar....
When you come down from a high.......
If only Time could stand still,
there would be no lows......

I wish I could Touch and Hold a Dream...
Of our Minds and Bodies fused as ONE,
Then Day could fade into Night........
And each moment could stretch into Infinity...
If only time could stand still
All tears could evaporate into laughter....
If only Time could stand still.........

My LOVE FOR YOU Would never die,
IF ONLY TIME COULD STAND STILL.

INTUITIVE TRUST
Yours is the gift
Of Patience
And Understanding…

Of taking the Time
To Listen
And Reassure…

And I Have
A ‘Jewel in the Crown’
Of a Mother’s Wisdom
To draw upon…

An Unselfish Trust
that never Tires

LADY LUCK

May Your ‘Guardian Angel’

Guide YOU...........


Through the rough and smooth

of a Day’s Obstacle Course......


GOOD LUCK

LEAVING … ON BAD TERMS
Goodbye Twathead…
Glad to see
The back of you…

An Arsehole,
Knows only one exit.

LEAVING … ON GOOD TERMS
You will be missed…
Sober or Pissed,
A shining Star…
Your beacon Quality
Will shine through,
Wherever
You lay your Hat.

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PASSION C
I want to kiss you
A million times
in a million places
in a million different ways . . . .

I want to hold you
in a million different poses
and wrap myself around you
like a million fragrant roses . . .

I want to leave you richer,
With a million different yearnings
so I can return the stronger
with a million more cravings . . .

PSYCHEDELIC ASCENSION
Feel the Colour
Feel the Rhythm
Feel the Harmony
And Peace
of the Inner Self
will grow…

Clear the Mind
Of cluttered vibes
And Artificial lows,
Treasure
This aesthetic climb…
And tune in
To Nature’s‘rainbow ride’
And the omnipotent solar beam
Absolves the reticent rain
To Deliver
The day’s therapeutic ray…

FEEL the COLOUR
FEEL the RHYTHM
FEEL the HARMONY
FEEL the HEALING PEACE.

SAY IT IS ME … SAY IT IS US
Say it is me,
You want to hold so dearly –
Say it is me,
You need to love so fiercely –
Say it is me,
You desire so completely –

Can our Hearts eternally join?
Can our Embraces forever impregnate?
Can our Purposes irreversibly fuse?

Words become so diluted
When our senses bind us strongly…..
When Destiny becomes suspended
When Reality drifts into a ‘coma’…..

SAY IT IS US, WHO SHALL NOT AWAKEN FROM THIS DREAM.

SINCERELY SEXUAL
I have an ‘O’ level in ART
An ‘A’ level in MUSIC
A degree in DRAMA…..
I am qualified to perform;

I have an ‘O’ level
In FEMALE PSYCHOLOGY
An ‘A’ level in MALE SOCIOLOGY
A BSc in SEXOLOGY…..
Am I qualified to perform ?

I have an ‘O’ level in BEER-TALK
An ‘A’ level in PORNOGRAPHY
I have a ‘Masters’
In EROTIC STIMULATION…..

Can I apply for
A PhD IN LOVE-MAKING ?

SMILE
SMILE...

And the whole
WORLD
smiles
with you....

Happy Birthday

THANK GOD THERE’S CREATIVITY
Another day begins
And there’s so much to do
So much to make
So much to say,
Thank God there’s Creativity.

When all seems wrong outside
Take a look inside
Let the mind flow
Discover that you have
Something to uncover,
Thank God there’s Creativity.

In this petty little world of ours
Where small minds rule,
Don’t let fools bring you down
Don’t let ‘things’ get on top of you
Don’t get yourself into a rut,
Or let boredom wear you down
Or take it out on someone else –
Don’t forget, there’s always Creativity.

There’s so much space to fill
And Time to kill –
And all that Matter
In our Universe
Waiting to be transformed
To take up its new existence,
Beckons Man to perform –
Nature ‘holds out her hand’
Invites you in
Because She knows
There’s work to be done,
Thank God there’s Creativity.

And all this restless energy
Must be going somewhere
Only violence leads nowhere,
Time can never stop –
So Humans must synchronize their Life
With Nature’s Subtle Drive ;
THANK GOD THERE’S CREATIVITY.

THANKS - YOU CARED

Whenever it mattered…

You were there –
To share
&
Care …

Thank You

THE COMPUTER MONSTER
Little trivial Digit
Faceless, shapeless, Artless –
Are you going to Program me to respond?
Super little MICRO-CHIP
A wonder – box of Monster tricks,

Are you gonna file away my personal Life?
Decode my feelings into bleeps
Debase my thoughts onto a disc
Debauch my Mind into a Video Game……

Silly Element Silicon,
Resourceful, durable, reproducible
Are you gonna Plug me in?
Your silly slick circuits,
Producing COUNTLESS ENDLESS PREDICTABLE PULSES;
ON-OFF ON-OFF ON-OFF ON-OFF FUCK-OFF
Computers out, Computers OUT OUT OUT ……

I will not respond ………….
To your HIGH-TECH Ego Trip –
ONE LOOSE WIRE
ONE LOOSE HACKER
ONE LOOSE VIRUS…..
And your Miracle- CLONE -MACHINE is Fucked.
Plug In Plug out
Know all Loose all
Drop a BOLLOCK
Now you are a POISONED PILLOCK…..

COMPUTERS OUT OUT OUT … COMPUTERS OUT.

THE CUDDLE
Cuddle me in your arms
till break of dawn –
till every moment of tranquility
stretches each minute to infinity,
till all today’s wounding sorrow
is rendered forlorn by tomorrow;

Cuddle me in your arms
till break of dawn –
till spring’s tepid streams
liberate summer’s glowing dreams,
till flowers blossom
till fruits ripen with age
till icy waters steam
till evergreens forever fade….

Cuddle me in your arms
till time no longer measure
this fleeting clench of pleasure,
till this whole world stops turning
And alone remain…..
Two Lovebirds full of yearning
and Love’s breathtaking flame
flickers on immortally
and Life’s timeless burdens
are driven beyond eternity…….

CUDDLE ME IN YOUR ARMS
till break of dawn,
till no entity can up heave
These Seeds so deeply sown.

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THE HEALING OF IRELAND
IRELAND, Tear yourself apart
In this Hell of Hatred
And senseless Insanity …..
Or step outside
This tarnished shadow…..

Plant a new seed of Courage –
Allow the Healing Rain
To germinate a new bud
Of RECONCILIATION …..
Rejoice in the blossom scent
Of a new beginning…

IRELAND, Tear yourself apart not –
Unite the Green Emblem
And Orange Order…..
In a new ‘Rainbow of Hope’
Invest the ‘ CELTIC SOUL’
In a common CULTURAL GOAL…

IRELAND,
Build the Trust
Build the Harmony
Find that HEALING PEACE.

THE SINNER
Many a journey
A wandering sperm has invaded a ‘loveless ovum’
YOU HAVE SINNED…

Many a journey
A blind lust has spurned a loyal lover
YOU HAVE SINNED…

Many a journey
A transit thrill has spilled a bucket of tears
YOU HAVE SINNED…

Many a Year
You have dropped A SOCIAL CLANGER,
To become MANCHESTER’S No.1 WANKER.

TIME HEALS

There’s a time to laugh and cry

There’s a time to win and lose

There’s a time to Grieve

At your own pace

In your own way…

There’s a time to MOVE ON.

TRUE FRIENDSHIP
True friends never lie
Good friends never die
Sincere friends always try
Lasting friends always stand by.

YOU'RE THE BEST (FATHER)
YOU’RE THE BEST

Yours is the gift

Of sound advice......

Of giving confidence

Without interfering

Or imposing solutions

And I have the strength
To be my true self.

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