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The Jellyfish Chronicle

Beneath my tendrils,
The sea has many secrets
And I am the last witness

To ships that sink
To gulls that die
To hear the whales that cry
To see the births,
Far away from man's eye

Drifting under frozen seas
A last paradise where man has no welcome
Let nature be our shield
The Cold our government

This place where
The Northern lights dance
In honour to the ancestors

For we came before man

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No More

(To the unknown boys killed in the the First World War)

No more will he look into the eyes of his Mother,
No more will he see his Brothers smile,
No more will he feel love.
No more will he fish, and climb the trees of England
Or marvel at the voice of the nightingale.

For he is Sixteen and a Man,
He has done is duty by his Country,
Taken the shrapnel, which exploded over him
Like a Bright light sent from an avenging God.

He sees the dark approaching
But he can take it, for he is an Englishman
No more will he hear the whistle to advance
No more the frost and Snow
No more the fear of being killed
For I am no More
Remember me Mother

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Old Bill

Old Bill died today
He was a grumpy old sod said Mrs. Grey.
Fool thought me,
For you do not know what memory is

He was a decorated soldier who,
Courted beautiful women
Argued with royalty
And dined with the Aga khan

For Oscar Wilde and Keats was his tipple
But women cheated him
And his money cheated him.
And finally time cheated him

All gone now,
Just silence echoed by a distant memory,
Interrupted by Coronation Street, and East Enders
Is this the legacy of modern Life

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A snowflake passed this way

Fragile is the mind
That cannot see a friend
Fragile too is the snowflake
Seeking sanctuary on my window sill
Both are anonymous to the world

The dreamers will see many snow flakes
Whose beauty we can only imitate
Within this gift, there is a place
That reminds us of the summer days to come
A garden for the soul
Where Friends are bees
That pollinates the spirit with love

For you too are part of a fragile world
Seeking life’s journey
A visitor within a snowflake
Beautiful and Unique
Born to melt away
In the heat of time

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My immortal Love

Hiding within the feathers of an angels wing
My love waits, shy to the world
Content to fly, never wanting to stay
Until I met you

I have traded immortality for your kiss
A mortal kiss soft, moist, like the birth of a rainbow,
Leaving me with no fear
My sacrifice to love,

But love is a feast
And illusions dance in its shadow
And temptation has a price
For my angel danced with destiny
Now I stand on the precipice alone
An outcast from heaven
With broken wings that can fly no more

My dreams lay in the salt
Of a billion tears

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Enslavement of a lesser being

Freedom won on a distant battlefield
Gallant words to remember them by
Unspoken tears for the old to cry,
A game for the young to play
Never a thought for freedoms way

For tyrants are easy to spot
Peaceful takeovers not,
Look through the haze
For when wheat replaces
The meadows and open spaces
And forests are felled, our oxygen smothered
Your fate is complete, it now belongs to another

When TV calls caressing your soul
With the next discount, and
“Yes its free fitting”
Without a shot being fired
Your future mortgaged
And your rations of bread and water

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Revised Enslavement of a lesser being

Freedom won on a distant battlefield
Gallant words to remember them by
Unspoken tears for the old to cry,
A game for the young to play
Never a thought for freedoms way
.
For tyrants are easy to spot
Peaceful takeovers not,
Look through the haze
.
For when wheat replaces the meadows
The birds have no home
When forests are felled,
Extinction will come
You are a commodity,
For globalisation has won
.
When TV calls caressing your soul
With the next discount, and
"Yes its free fitting"

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A Northern Night Out

A voice in the mirror,
God your good looking
The gladiators chin
And the eyes of Perseus
Captured in the energy of youth
This night belongs to him

But love has many players
Its Intoxication is addictive
Saturday night on the town
Wildlife on display

From the liar bird to the labra doodle,
To the lion and the jackals
Each eyeing the herds of Wilder beasts,

Displaying their courtship rituals
Dancing round the sacred handbags.
Ready to stampede at
The sound of last orders please

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Tremble

(Ode to a True Love Lost)
She kissed me under the lamp post
A kiss so soft that my lips trembled

I felt her being entering my heart
And my soul wrapping itself around her
Wanting to keep for eternity

She looked into my eyes, my body trembled
Life had only one meaning, and it was she
Suddenly I was afraid.
I longed for her to be my destiny

But relationships would have to be sacrificed
And Love cannot be sullied with such things,
And then, she was gone.

We both knew it could never be.
She was the Earth and I was the Moon
Orbiting on the outskirts of her Life,

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To whom it may concern

As the moon argues with clouds
In winter's tormented sky
A frail life lingers in the shadows
Waiting for deaths hello
To glide over the river of Styx
On the spirit of his funeral swan.
.
Through frosted windows,
A whispered orb appears
Hovering over mortal conscience
Mirrored in masked apparitions,
Around the candles flicker.

Voices fill the room
Calling the cemeteries dead
Calling witness to this passing
And In the Rocking chair a figure

Speaking, plumes of mist
Looking from a dark abyss

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