my poem for today

June 30^th

The shameless counting king couldn’t sing

Today the scream of silence forbade a sound

The quiet anger did turn and not meander

Goodly folk did much to deftly warn the rest

Who can know which way passions will flow

Like a ducal army upon Sisyphatic hills

We will proclaim our unity without shame

Our love for each other is more than words

The stolen throne disgraced by lying tone

Defiled and robbed of dignity too long

Topple the pretender and end Caesar’s render

We’ve outgrown the need for figureheads

So rise up the banner of freedom’s manor

Not a physical thing it lives in hearts & minds

As one we defy and make it their turn to cry

No more needing others to control our fate

Probably Poetry released as an e-book

my first collection of poetry has been adapted into an e-book, with better formatting and everything (so it scans easier on an e-reader) so buy it if you want or not, I don't expect anyone to buy any of my books so it's always a pleasent if someone does.

Would You? - A Poem

Would you walk on by as someone was beaten up?
Would you walk on by as your neighbour was mugged?
Would you walk on by if some got stabbed?
Would you walk on by if you were asked for help?

Would you laugh at some with a disability?
Would you laugh at the mentally challenged?
Would you laugh as an immigrant is abused?
Would you laugh at some with a genetic defect?

Would you cry if you didn’t get your own way?
Would you blame others for your mistakes?
Would you wonder why people don’t like you?
Would you be too wrapped up in your hate?

Would you care more for the criminal than victim?
Would you punish the innocent for being weak?
Would you stamp on the fingers of the needy?
Would you put your book on their face for ever?

Knickers - A Poem

Cotton, lace, silk and satin
Standing, lying or sat in
Soft and feminine clinging
Plain, patterned or frilly

A whole drawer full at least
Wearing them a visual feast
Pull them down with your teeth
Your actions won't be ceased

They define what is there
Sexy and naughty not bare
They hide the waiting lair
Come expose me to the air

They hit the floor so softly
Come on then, come and boff me
My ideals are high not lofty
My eye is open but doesn't see