Poem: Senseless Violence

So many lives lost,

so senseless,

the world is getting stranger,

so violent,

young people and children

just out enjoying a concert,

many peoples’ lives cut short.

For nothing,

for absolutely nothing.

May those who died in the Manchester attacks last night

rest in peace and may their loved ones find strength

at this very sad time.

Poem: History Repeating Itself

It’s sad. It’s really very sad.

 

It’s like so many humans are not able

to be kind,

welcoming,

understanding,

are so scared of the unknown

that they mock

like childish babies.

 

Years ago, they had a problem

with someone being gay,

now a progression has been made

in that line

but it took thousands of years

to know one simple thing,

being gay is alright.

 

Now the pattern is happening again,

with pansexual, trans and non-binary people.

Will some humans never learn?

Is it going to take many more thousands of years

to know that

being pansexual is alright,

being trans is alright,

being non-binary is alright?

Poem: Fuck The Labels!

 

 

Fuck the labels!

 

Oh but still I’m proud of my labels darling,

my god my mind is in conflict,

the times in which we live.

 

I am me,

I have the feelings of the labels

but have no idea why that’s reason

for a divide my dears.

 

 

I am female,

I am cisgender,

I am white,

I am pansexual,

I am an atheist,

I am an androgynous dresser,

I am a hippie,

I am Irish,

I am a nerd.

I am also human

but did you know

that at the start of time

I would have well,

that I just was?

You know divides are inhuman,

power crazed is inhuman,

and those who do divide

are immoral,

uneducated,

acting in an abnormal way

to being human?

and, though I can’t stand them,

I pity them so much.

 

 

In modern life we are our labels

but in truth we are all just us

and bigots are just them,

that’s the real us and them

that exists,

they have made it so

which is unfortunate.

Power crazed has happened,

people have become crazed to win

against other boxes,

sounds silly

but then bigots are immature,

power crazed and in love with themselves,

their problem occurs when too many labels

that they don’t like spring up

but when labels were made for their feelings years ago

they were chuffed,

and continued to be so,

no complaints.

I am proud of all that I am

but I also think it would have being beautiful

when there was no labels,

maybe it will go back to that

hundreds of years from now

and you know

that sounds pretty cool.

 

 

 

Poem: Rudolph

 

Staring through the railings,
animated chatter
and lots of activity,
people coming in and out,
take me home
but not just for Christmas.
I might be a pug
with a fierce face
but my heart is full
with love
and Christmas cheer
to last the whole year ’round.
My name is Rudolph
so I’m festive
throughout the year.
A family stop,
my heart beats,
they decide to take me,
we are each other’s Christmas present,
a present for life.

Poem: A Dot

Look around at
the trees growing,
the flowers blossoming,
the ladybirds crawling,
the butterflies fluttering,
the dogs waddling,
the cats sleeping,
the fishes swimming,
the birds flying.

Watch,
a tiny orangutan swinging
through the trees,
a baby bear climbing up
a tree,
horses galloping,
donkeys trotting,
tiger cubs running,
what do you see?
what do you realise?
Us humans are but a dot
on a varied earth
full of beauty,
isn’t it nice to be
a part of it?