Dedicated to All those Who Rant and Rave ...Not knowing Really What They Do

Up-man-ship

words come to life

Many people it seems
Try to one up on others
Whether here or in the world
They play their stupid game

Rants and ravings
Preaching too
Telling us how and what to do
Calling us all sorts of names
Ha ha ha!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHOyPLSVam4&feature=em-subs_digest-vrecs

Listen and take note I often do
But not of stupidity
Such stuff is pretty obvious
To anyone with half a brain

A rare commodity it seems

Criticize

your bliss not mine..

Many writers  there truly are
Who know their wisdoms well
Ability to write have they
On subjects most diverse
I read and so enjoy

Then others there are too
Ignorance is bliss to them
No knowing in any way
How to write or say
Except criticize those who do

Fear-full

The written word...

Spout they do on subjects many
Soup to nuts and inbetween
Especially bible touting ones
Those with so called spiritual knowing

Piss on them all I say
I do not give a flying fk
Have had it up and far beyond

I once respected all who came my way
For that truly is way to go
Now I have had enough
Of those of you who know not how to hu-man be

Someone like me
Able to say it so
Most others
Fearful this way to go

So again I do applaud
The ones who write the written word
In ways of beauty grace and charm
Knowledge of history replete
In ways that fill the soul with joy

and so it is...

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Where Words Can Take You...Heaven Waits and Knows....

Words pour through me wherever I am wherever I go...even asleep they trickle through waking me to put on paper or my mac!!!  such a joy to see them grow into a piece such as this...so blessed am I....

Imagination

worlds without end...

I go where many do not go
A pioneer I be
Accessing worlds without end
Exist they do inside of me
And thee

I say what others will not say
No holds are barred
I write what others want to know
Not all but many
It is so

Exciting is my inner life
Imagination running wild
Skeetering here
There
Everywhere
Like fairies dancing in the trees
Joy filled

Fantastical

worlds beyond...

Magic taking hold within
Spirit twirls and whirls
Colours of the rainbow bright
More and more to see
Dervish dancers round and round

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_Cf-ZxDfZA

Opening of the inner eye
Realms of Light behold
Fantastical indeed
Yet oh so real to me

I go where many dare not go
Too scared to leave their mortal coil
That will one day be only dust
Part of the soil being dug
Across this corrupt world

Rhyme or.....

pearls on golden body are...

I wake up in the early morn
Words running through my head
Pearls strung on golden thread
On paper put us please they say
So to my mac I wend my way
To write

It happens all the time
No matter where I go
Or am
Painting pictures
Words to please
In rhyme
Or otherwise

Those in Negativity

seeing what?

Another day
Another way
Letting it all run wild
Emotions take their toll on me
Only the best I want for family
For those I love
For friends

Not easily given are these things
The Lords of Negativity
Make sure
They twist good things into bad
And stand there laughing
Heads shaking
Bodies hating

They are out there
You see them everyday
Jealousy and spite their way
No loving in them
Gone by the wayside
Left like trash upon the ground
Once so beautiful and bright

Inner Sound

clarity...

Observe I do these things
Knowing they like falling snow
Melting then gone
But first make everything so white
So pure
Clarity of vision returns again
Light breaks through
Darkness disappears

Sound is heard
Chiming bells
Ringing clear through time and space
Limitless for all to hear
Such is the Inner Sound
Lifting consciousness so high
Levels of knowing so profound

it is and always will be.....

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The Pleasures and Pains of Ego Centric People

This is a tongue in cheek piece and with an excerpt from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer' Stone just in time for All Saints....a bait of a puzzle some of this will be for some of you...especially if you take it personally.....read and enjoy...

The Farmyard

on the farm....

Down in the barnyard cocks do crow
Chickens run helter skelter
Digging dirt
Jostling heads feathers aquiver

All around on country farms
In houses all along the street
People love to act the same
Doing what comes naturally

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50N2eB0JI80

Shouting screaming bickering too
Of course I do not talk of you
On top of pile you set your claim
Your ever ready place of fame

Dream States

oh where did it go...

It takes no effort so it seems
To journey far into your dreams
Where pictures distorted are
Bits from here and there

Prevailing happenings of the day
Have left such images in your mind
Carry them into your sleep
Toss you do and turn

Some into nightmares they become
Others make your body shake
Releasing tension as you do
Could be good or very bad
Who knows....do you..

Dress Up Time

knight with shield

Halloween has dawned again
People dressed up in the street
Everywhere are sweets to eat
Dentists roaring in delight

In the food store
I did see
A giant dressed up was he
A medieval knight with shield
Fighting with a teenage child
She as a spanish dancer wore
A flamenco outfit
Red comb in her hair
They fenced and danced
Until were tired

Silly Who!!!!!!

Puzzles of the Mind...

Where doth this go
I hear you ask
Who knows it has a life-ing of its own
Pieces of a puzzle from my mind
Oft onto paper there they go

End up as a written page
Some will like
Others deride
Bless them all is what I say

With innate ability
I turn them into piece of prose
With meanings deep inside to find
Beyond the ken of silly men
And women too

Ego

oh oh oh...

Running oh so true to form
Be first not last on every page
Ego rears its ugly head
No counting for its diverse ways

An instrument is all it is
To prop up failing vanity
Oneupmanship a way to be
Oft is done for all to see

More comments
More dollars cents
Or pounds and ducats golden hued
Where those came from I'll never know!
Proving once again
How fallible mortality

as it is and so will be.....

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Writers All We Be..Doing Our Best ...As You Can See

Write

I am a fairy tale

I write for you
You write for me
We do it all the time
Mayhap in verse
Sometimes in rhyme
They call it poetry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wz_f9B4pPtg  sugar plum fairy

So many different forms it takes
Not easy all the time
To understand
Depending where you're coming from

Some enjoy the spoken word
Some the shouted one
I prefer the written words
Such pictures they do paint

Words

pictures to paint

A true artist is really one
Who knows how this to do
Takes words from deep within
Draws them in random ways

They land somehow as poetry
Sometimes as written verse
If message of good will intend
Or as a brilliant pallette enjoy
All colours of rainbow ensue
A humming sound from heart
Can change vibration
It just depends on who
Lifting you to a higher place inside

Fame

reading oh oh oh

Reams of words can then become
A book of mighty prose
Intrigue love or children's tale
Whichever you suppose
Carry will the message you bring forth
To share

Some writers make it to the top
Their name a household word
Shakespeare did this
Plato too
Nowadays its Wilbur Smith or even JKR
Whose Harry Potter became a name
Known worldwide
Such instant fame

Over again

books and books and books....

If this is what you want from life
Then sit you down again
Rewrite your words a hundred times
Over and over
Till so tired you become
Throw it up into the air
Waiting to see what lands
I hope your editor will enjoy
Your hard work and intent
If not then sit you down

Start all over once more
This time to crack the golden egg
That stares at you from afar
Beckoning you to come and stay
Play in the Garden of many delights

Acknowledgement in many forms
Some monetarily
Others your ego feed
Knowing that you have success
As an author recognized

as it will be maybe!!!!

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hereCreative Writing from the Heart
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A Dedication to Criticizing Bag Pipe Players

There are Those

baggy pipes

So interesting it can be
New writers appear
Then disappear
Soon

Then those who reflect
Anger spleen
Against other writers of esteem
So clever they can be

Wanting so hard to be
Major league
And could be
Perhaps

Non Reality

finger pointing

Pointing fingers vigorously
In such clever ways
Never recovered
From something that was
A non reality

Oh well life goes on
It is all the same
Mountains to be climbed
Depths to sink to
Ways of the world
Coming through

Keys

keys...

Expanding consciousness
Inner awareness
Joy and loving
Keys

Liquid light flowing
Fluidity of movement
Multi-faceted paths to God
We can walk upon

So many ways
All good
Even those that do not appear so
Perfection can be seen

Reaction

return..

For every cause
Effect comes around
Maybe not in this lifetime
When it arrives
Woe

Strike not against the light
Returned it will be
A hundred ways or more
Darkness everywhere

as it will be

Close this window

Bringer of Words...Writer of Writs....oh ho ho....

Magic Happens

my good friend Will...

If you are of a mind
To change your dissertation
Leaving what you wrote alone
Along another way you roam

Words will come
You follow through
Not really knowing what you do
But happy to be doing anyway

For always magic happens

Twixt skin and bone Spirit doth lie
As do words in magic race
Through imaginations minds
To be brought forward into view

Words

words ad more words

LIke raindrops pattering on the sill
Words like quicksilver run within
Pelting down inside your mind
Accumulating through your pen
Into a writ

There in rhythmic cadence they
Across the page do march
Like soldiers in a row
Pearls upon a string

What Have You Done

crossed eyes....

Day draws to an end
Your wonder what you've done
Eyes seem crossed
From staring at the screen

Fingers numb
From pounding on the keys
Again you wonder what you've done
Too scared are you to read

A knocking sounds upon the door
Startled you do jump
Running to see who's there
Perhaps a kindly friend

One who reads the words
You've placed page after page
On subjects so diverse
Of meaning though are they to you

Standing Tall

loving heart....

For when you tap into your heart
The words come thick and fast
Treasures to be pondered on
Relating they in many ways
To what you need to do

Past present future happenings
You really cannot tell
It matters very little anyway
As long as loving you can be

Standing tall in what you know is right
Experience will show you then
Words a mighty weapon are

To be used for good and nothing else

No-one can move you from that place

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6QnThPGqIQ

and so it is

A Passion for Writing...Creative Emptiness...All They Be So

My Passion

wonder I do

Hear a word
Sing a song
In this way
I go along

Filling my days with writing
A passion is for me
Out in the world I stumble and fall
But here in heavenly realms can dwell

Not really knowing what to do
But loving it all the same

Delight Occurs

then it happens

Delightful occurrences then begin
Taking me on a magic ride
Places unimaginable before
Now in glorious technicolour

Shards of sunlight filter through
Up and down and round they move
In a constant flow of time
Tentacles of light so bright
Reaching out 
Helping on our merry way

Worldly Wants

worldly wants

Creative emptiness to find
Resides it doth within
Fill it up you may with wants
Desires from a place of need

Riches power he she or it
Worldly things are these
Never satisfying you at all
Always wanting more and more
In this world for heaven's sake

No satisfaction can there be
Desire an ongoing master
Or mistress so it seems
One thing leading to another
Never ending is its journey

Creative Emptiness

creativeness

Take time out for yourself
The one who dwells within
Move into creatiive emptiness
Where no-thing does abide
But Spirit in its purity
A knowing most sublime

In that very special place
That inside of you exists
There is nothing there
But what you do create

Fill it up with lovingness
Return to you it will
Replacing what has not been good
With health and happiness and joy
Becoming the enlightened one
As everyone will do

and so it is....

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The Joy of Words or How to Bake A Cake!!!!

Subject Matter

words...making....

On all sorts of subjects I do write
Some little interest
Some a lot
If our paths one day may cross
Although most likely they will not
Much we will have to talk about

The ups and downs of life for sure
The magic that we feel inside
The loving comments often shared
And much much more

Politics lifetimes old and new
Mother Nature travel too
Oh my the list goes on and on
Neverending it does seem

The Inner Voice

bhakti

A joy to hear our inner voice
Prompting us to start to write
Take a word and sentence make
Rather like a cake to bake

Each ingredient adds its charm
A tasty morsel here and there
Perhaps a touch of spice will do
Cinnamon nutmeg are just two

Magic of Words

angel clouds

So now a-writing I can start
What is coming up inside
Perchance a tale of vampyr lusting
Or a knight in shining armour
Rescuing a fair damsel

Words are magic as you know
Sing they songs of other ages
Many not are known by man
Painting pictures shining glow

Marvellous images appear for me
Where they come from heaven knows
In the sky angels they gather
When I look their outlines see

Nirvana

nirvana

Nirvana lies beyond our senses
A state of being quite sublime
To reach it takes much practice
Tapping into the divine

Sometimes our bodies grow so heavy
Our feelings thoughts jar harmony
Time then to leave and journey
Beyond physicality wondrous indeed

Random Thoughts

no rhyme nor...

I look and wonder what is so
When random thoughts begin to brew
Inside me bloody head
Put down them I have to do
No rhyme or rhythm can I find
To what is going on inside
So just go along with me

as I have to do all the time