New Rhyme Resoluton

I’ll aim this year to pen a rhyme
a verse that scans and pleases
a perfect stanza rhythm in time
some cheeky taunts and teases

Writing rhyme is what I do
a sort of niggling obligation
avoiding things I should eschew
strange words like trepidation

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She was Jyoti Singh Pandey.

Stop Blaming Women For Being Women

The victim "passed away peacefully"

somehow I can’t agree

the violence that brought her down

a most appalling wicked spree

Six men deranged I can’t believe

so loathsome was their deed

inhuman foul most bestial

female hatred was their creed

In a crazy world of men supreme

where women have no say

prevented from reporting rape

to Police who say NO WAY!

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Indian gang rape victim dies in hospital

Wisdom of Yoko Ono

Silly Witch

The Flying Spaghetti Monster is proven

Helen Duncan Callender girl

from the spirited world of tedium

through sleight of hand this charlatan

at large a tricky medium

Bridged the chasm with ectoplasm

and fumbled with your jewellery

claiming other worldliness

slippery customer of tomfoolery

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These people can only get away with it with those who need to believe.

When Time Was On My Side

When life began for me

As a youngster going nowhere

not concerned about the grime

until I found a second chance

among the pendulums of time

This urchin of the London scene

became a master of the zones

dispensed the minutes ticking by

clocks amazing Frank Hope Jones

From Liberty’s to Selfridges
all the sciences and the law

Whitehall and Bank of England

I spent time in every door

Every system made one ponder
how time will finally unlock

the secrets of the everything

with a calibrated master clock

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Hope-Jones 

What a terrific break for a young man such as I. Having no real idea of what ambition and aspiration meant I happened upon a Synchronome opportunity to become useful. 

This job for a callow youth took me in and around every important London Institution. Beyond that all over Great Britain and eventually Europe and the USA. Life to me is the opportunities one takes full advantage of.

It Is So for I Know I know I know

If I told you that I have found

A perfect way to live

that all should have an equal share

where even takers gladly give

If I told you that many folk

already share this great idea

but there are those that hate it so

it gives them ice cold fear

If I told you I’d have no chance

that anyone would believe

since the thought of even handedness

is perhaps an old way to deceive

If I told you this ideal way

is really my delusion

you’d pat my head and smile at me

pitying my confusion

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Jaguar Cat

Among the finest of the felines

her movement hypnotises

overshadows twilight provinces

takes first choice of all your prizes

She prowls with stealth in silence

can get right inside your head

turn you’re thinking inside out

then feast as you lie dead

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The Blissful Journey

What is happy one must ask

sometimes when in sorrow

is happy having everything

then no need for tomorrow

Is happy just a feeling

a pleasant state of mind

a bit like satisfaction

or perhaps another kind

Happy may be many things

to find in various places

moments sought out constantly
In between the strangest spaces

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Some are denied a choice

Prophetic Pathetic

I’ve had it with these prophesies

once again I packed my trunk

left out all my naughty bits

discarded them as junk

I was ready for the spirit flight

confessing too much information

so now I must keep out of sight

devoid of heavenly destination

The Hypocrite 2012

Vigorous preachers on their perch
pointing out our follies
they moralize and guilt besmirch
whilst indulging fervent jollies

Piously proclaim their prize
upholding letters of the law
unbending without compromise
it’s for the best we must implore

The hypocrite will falsely claim
smooth-tongued standards sound
containing fools with threats of shame

with bogus promises astound

When it comes to ludicrous ideas I would have thought that free access to powerful guns was No.1. But no! Mr Wayne LaPierre  and his bullet point presentation has a preposterous solution. “Put armed policemen in schools” As Lawrence O’Donnel ‘Last  Word – MSNBC reminds everybody that’s 132,183 new police at a conservative national cash requirement of $6.7 billion. This man is a smooth bullshit presenter completely lacking in any compromise with regard to guns in the community.

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Misplaced

I put it there I know I did
I’m sure I wasn’t dreaming
it really is frustrating
it makes me feel like screaming
I don’t believe it could have moved
to somewhere on its own
it’s just a piece of manmade stuff
unconsciously alone
Where has it gone where is it now
I’m starting to despair
I’ve looked in every place but one
it’s there I know but where?

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Freedom Running Wild

This heavy burden freedom thing
without the wings of candour 
will bring you sinking crashing down
a lonely wandering bystander

Freedom is the knowledge root
where virtue’s truth is sought and found
the toughest test of explanation
illusion’s hearsay tales unsound

This freedom jewel most delicate
dulled by ignorance fear and sorrow
Demands pursuit of love most intricate
lest there be no true tomorrow

This rhyme inspired from the writings of A C Grayling

US PRESIDENT Barack Obama vowed to use all his power to stop gun massacres like the slaughter of 20 children at a Connecticut school, saying "these tragedies must end".
Gun Owners of America called for state and federal lawmakers to immediately overturn bans on guns in schools. Can you believe that?

gesundheit

I’m told I have the Asian flu
to me it feels quite British
my tongue is telling lies to me
I’m feeling rather skittish

My legs pretend they don’t belong
my arms have gone astray
my eyes have lost the will to blink
I may leave them shut all day

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Casino Nights

She was taking tricks on Friday

a kind of weekend while away

dealing stacked decks flipantly

a pleasant nights piquet

One or two counts frowned upon

some players moved along

a ruffled shuffled crazy move

when the sparrow sang mah-jong

She put away the box of tricks

a final score confusing mix

no more flourish one last groove

to the final flickering candle wicks

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The dangerous game where the loser gives it all

Eschatology Solstice Nigh

Carry on Regardless

The twenty-first not far away
The long count then complete

when all things will be wonderful
or then again may just deplete

As usual with the end of times
so the nonsense tales abound
apocalyptic claptrap tripe
so clearly quite unsound

When once again a year goes by
natural things remain on course
all the weirdo’s grab their abacus
to ride their cataclysmic hobby horse

Eschatology Wikipedia - Death Judgement Heaven Hell

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However
NASA Video will enlighten you
A film from Nasa about the Mayan prophecy that the world will end on 21 December has been released 10 days early. The Mayan calendar's 5,125-year run is due to end in 10 days, but the film – entitled The World Didn't End Yesterday – argues that the calendar should be interpreted as cyclical

Failed Predictions Table

Home Groan

I must have that I need it now

so really neat and cool

owning that will help a lot

I wouldn’t buy it as a rule

Now that its mine I’ll find a place

to put it for a while

acquiring it a master stroke

I feel it has a certain style

Well look at that I’ll put it there

Conveniently in sight

and then to have a sorting out

too much clutter won’t look right 

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A Fellow of the Royal Society

Sir Patrick Moore

The man who made the sky at night

more than a sight to gaze on

the man with a mind of heavenly light

taught the cosmos we emblazon

Around the world he’s most revered

for honesty and science

stellar words of solar luminance

who never gave in to compliance

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More or Less Once

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A hushed goodbye on Monday morning
a pendant silky breath on gentle waves

no time left to sleep in hopeful dreams

no more seeking the loving that she craves

Earnest promises turned the evening stale
falseness putting paid to many wishes
empty pages no longer needing messages

a kitchen full of empty cups and dishes

In the quiet early hours of Monday morning
when there was nothing left for anyone to say

she closed her eyes with one last reminiscing

then wore a cloak of silence on her way

In Loving Memory

of

Johanna Powell

1929 - 2012

Mother to Pauline Linda & Lesley

Grandmother to Nicola Simon Jack  Jessica

Great Grandmother to Jasmine Ruby & Meghan

Written especially for Johanna by C K Letts

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Umbra

A slow relentless covering

Moved quietly over all

Touching without feeling

A furtive shadow hazy pall

Perfect timing resolutely

Expectations calculated

Stirring up a reminiscence

A sign of time once dedicated

Alignments and allegiances

Pledge accordingly to laws

To merge in singularity

In final settling of scores