Tag: Poetry


‘Black Knight, Dark Day’ GET LOST A strange voice talking at me Says they know all there is to know Forgetting I’m not an android Me? I’m just a one man show   You can walk me to the cliff edge I might surprise you and take the leap One thing is for certain I’ll

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‘Ignoring the Mermaid’ by Zoolon  ‘And a song I was writing is left undone I don’t know why I spend my time Writing songs I can’t believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme’ Paul Simon  I know the feeling, plus The Arsenal missed a penalty in the last minute that would have stuffed

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I got told there’s a sign in a Beijing hotel lobby that reads, ‘GOOD APPEARANCE PLEASE NO WATERMELON PLEASE’ What’s all that about? Brilliant. Somehow I’d like to see more random signs like this one. It’s like an untapped art genre. Anyway some music for a Sunday. An ambient instrumental I composed a while back

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‘And?’ I think I’m brain dead. At least that’s what it feels like. I’m getting used to it now. It always happens when I get too busy. I guess it happens to most people when Creativity says, “Stuff this, I’m off – it’s too much like hard work.” So, I’ve gone back to my old

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‘Hythe on a Friday in Feb’ BLUE ANGELS Instagram, your plucking at the feathers of blue angels They all claim a Photoshopped body beautiful She says, he says, “Look at me, see my great life, my ego flies It never ever, never ever, ever falls”   Deluded fantasy in a free gallery of wannabes And

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‘Hot Chocolate Central’ – Café Culture, Nivelles, Belgium For reasons I can’t explain I was wondering if mushrooms would grow on Mars. I never did work it out. Probably they don’t, but thinking about Mars I remembered this song I wrote. It’s one of my earlier ones. I last put it on the blog when I

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‘Good Morning’ – Embry, Pas De Calais, France I’m a musician. I’m definitely not a photographer, but taking pics helps me unwind, plus it feeds all sorts of creativity. All today’s shots have a French connection. I hope you enjoy; ‘Goodnight’ – Domfront, Normandy, France ‘Goodbye’ – Charleville, The Ardennes, France


‘Le Touquet – 2016’ PERHAPS THIS TIME NEXT YEAR You ask me questions I can’t answer I write you songs you’ll never hear Words fading into thin air Words that die and disappear   In the company of egos In the places I don’t want to be I leave when no one’s looking No goodbyes

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‘A Hill with a View’ by Zoolon Just ½ an hour ago I got stopped by a lady in the street who said, “I’m in dire need of puzzles”. True. I had no idea if this was a question or not, so I grinned a hopeless grin and walked on. Ultra odd. Early hours, Sunday.

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I would have liked to take a photograph of the sign in the shop window that read, ‘OUR BIKINIS ARE EXCITING. THEY ARE SIMPLY THE TOPS’ but couldn’t as I was told about it rather than saw it for myself. Anyhow, my new album, ‘THE FORGOTTEN DAUGHTER OF ZEUS’ is, as of today, out there

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