I remember a time

I wrote this partly as a Soul-reminder of what reality was like in a different time/place/dimension and partly to bring hope in a time that can often seem quite dark to many. I remember a time I remember a time when beauty shone,a time that is long,ago now.I remember a Read more…

Fuck the phone!

This is a kind of song-poem that I ended up writing to the tune of my ‘Adopt a Goth’ song as it was going around in my head at 3 in the morning when I couldn’t sleep! Fuck the phone! So fuck the phone, it’s not your friend It’s notifications Read more…

It’s an ugly word

It’s an ugly word It’s an ugly word ‘rape’, it makes people squirm So like a mouth sealed with tape, keeping silent we learn But worse is the act, that breaks you into pieces And knowing the fact, it’s done by your own species Is so hard to accept, and Read more…

Blame, shame

[originally I wrote this as a facebook post] Blame, shame Blame, shame, blame, shame, we’re all playing their game. Pointing fingers,  calling names, blame, shame, blame, shame. Wait! I state, it generate more hate ….and do we really want more of that when there’s like so much of it around Read more…

Transparency

Transparency We’re moving towards transparencySo the darkness can’t be spurnedAll that is wounded must be seenNo stone will be left unturned Those dark inner rooms, deep in the psycheMust be opened with love and with careAnd all that is dwelling there withinMust be brought forth for help and repair Cos Read more…

Illuminati Crew

This is a parody I wrote to the tune of the Jungle Book classic ‘I wanna be like you’ which I love…but I’ve used it to try and raise a little awareness about some of the things going on on the planet. I know the illuminati stuff is only one Read more…

Tree time

Written in the woods Tree time My Soul needs peace from this busy busy pace,My Spirit needs release from this crazy human ‘race’Take me back to tree time, true time, me time, you timeA time where words, such as ‘time’, did not exist. My Soul longs for freedom from all Read more…

Gran Canaria

This was written after we had been wild camping in Gran Canaria for a couple of weeks… Gran Canaria poem Why am i awake?It’s 3 in the morning!Why am i awake?When i should be quietly snoring.Got a long day tomorrowSo i really need my restBut my mind will not switch Read more…