Sunday, June 26, 2016

874 - Two themes, not unrelated


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: taboo, taut and tattered.


Two themes, not unrelated.

We can live together
Politics keep us apart
Some things are taboo.

Suspicion divides.
Fear is something that is taught,
No-one is born scared.

We need a leader
But we don’t chose them wisely:
Herd mentality.


Our economics—
Get money now, pay later.
Nature remembers.

We reap what we sow?
No, we just planted the seeds,
Our children harvest.

Climate is changing.
Denial will not help us,
Tattered policies.

Taut social tensions.
Who will be the next boat people?
Climate refugees.

Greed makes us follow
Incontinent policies,
We shit our own bed.

Consumption will grow.
But we’ve forgotten one thing:
A finite planet.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Sunday, June 19, 2016

873 - Not the Girl Next Door


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: Quick, Raw and Sassy.

Mad Kane has a weekly limerick challenge.
She provides the rhyme word, the rest is up to us.
This week the word is ‘lease’.

So, combining the two, we get…


Not the Girl Next Door.

A harlot, a young sassy piece,
Saw her business quite quickly increase.
“The example I see
Is Airbnb—
It’s a rental and not a full lease.

The woman, well known to police,
When arrested, protested “Pul-leese,
As I’ve told you before,
I like to sleep in the raw;
The men are just visiting their 'niece'.

Like Jason and the Argonaut caprice,
Men look for the famed piece of fleece.
Their sweet offers to pay,
Make me invite them to stay
But those who slip in, I release.”
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Saturday, May 28, 2016

872 - Happy-Go-Lucky


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: Happy-go-lucky, ignorant and joyous.


Happy-Go-Lucky

We travel not for trafficking alone:
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned:
For lust of knowing what should not be known
We make the Golden Journey to Samarkand.
- James Elroy Flecker.


Holidays?  Where are you going?
Uzbekistan.
[pause] Do you mean Pakistan?
No.  Uzbekistan.  
Oh.  Why?
It's time.
Alexander the Great went there,
Genghis Khan went there,
Marco Polo went there,
They have no excuses
If they are not prepared 
For a visit from me.


People are ignorant
Sheltered from the outside world,
Ignorance is fear.


An inner conflict:
Climate change is very real
But travel is too.

In a heating world
Flying is a moral question
But camels are slow.


Taste other cuisines
Rub against ancient cultures
Spread understanding

See joyous people
From all corners of the world
One large family.


And so we go.

Bags packed.  Taxi booked.

A long way from the caravans of old.

But close, too.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Sunday, May 22, 2016

A Poetic Interlude


Many moons ago, I read and loved
by James Elroy Flecker.

Unfortunately, Flecker was one 
of the many talented young men
sacrificed in The Great War.

But I loved his poem.

Later this week, I too am taking
the road to Samarkand.

Never underestimate the power of a good poem.

871 - Bits & Pieces


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: enchanted, fanatical and giddy.


A state of your mind:
To seek out the enchanting,
To avoid the dross.


“Oh my giddy aunt!”
Swearing in a gentler age.
The intent’s the same.


The fanatical—
They come from all the extremes:
Social outliers.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Sunday, May 15, 2016

870 - The Hall of the Damned


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: damned, babble and cherished.



The Hall of the Damned

The Hall of the Damned is seething,
There’s smoke and fire and din.
There’s filth and there is misery
And the only way is in.

In this sorry hall of agony
The place is fiendish hot;
The people writhe with endless pain,
And struggle with their lot.

They have no way of knowing
What lies beyond its walls
But babble on in endless hope
That it's a better place that calls.

In this verdammt and musty hall
All faint hopes are cherished.
As those who did not grasp a dream,
Invariably just perished.

But what if this depressing place
Was reality, in the raw?
What if this is all we get—
Just this and nothing more?

What if we knew we had one shot,
Just one crack at our heartfelt dream,
Would we be quite so tolerant
Of those who skim the cream?

In the darkened Hallways of the Damned,
There is smoke and fire and din.
Is it because we have been fooled,
To let the bastards win?
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Sunday, May 08, 2016

869 - It's sedimentary, Dr Watson.


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: unselfish, winding and amoral.


It's sedimentary, Dr Watson.

An hypothesis—
It’s like a kite flown on the wind:
It can crash to earth.


That is how it works:
You launch your idea skywards
And others throw rocks.


With no agenda,
All ideas are unselfish;
Proponents not so.


You must take a stand,
You cannot be amoral,
Unless you are a rock.


As far as kites go,
You build them with gossamer.
Using rock wont work.


Knowledge is a path:
Winding, forked, heading for light.
But does it find ‘truth’?


Truth is quite fluid
This year’s sphere of molten rock
Is last year’s flat earth.


Yet, what is a rock?
Science agrees on one thing:
They make a good pet.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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Sunday, May 01, 2016

868 - Not the sharpest knife



Not the sharpest knife.

A yobbo, let’s call the boy Steve,
Was a dullard, let’s call him naïve,
When faced with a review
Where a ‘thank you’ would do
Carried on like you wouldn’t believe.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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867 - Case Closed


Mad Kane has a weekly limerick challenge.
She provides the rhyme word, the rest is up to us.
This week the word is ‘case’.


Case Closed

A guy felt he was up for the chase
Of a gangster’s girlfriend called Grace.
By the end of the day
He’d washed up in the bay—
As suicide, an open and shut case.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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866 - A Crying Shame


Sunday Whirl (Wordle #249) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

grace, join, yearning, silken, any, fire,
eggs, moment, skin, cell, light, boundless


A Crying Shame

First they came for the Socialists, 
and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, 
and I did not speak out— 
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, 
and I did not speak out— 
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—
and there was no one left to speak for me.

- Martin Niemöller

Verse Two,
Lines five and six,
Of our National Anthem reads:

“For those who've come across the seas
We've boundless plains to share”

And come they do,
Yearning a new and safer life,
Any life really,
After we, 
And our mighty military,
Have rained fire,
Mayhem,
Death and misery,
Upon them in their homes.
Delivering moments of terror
And lifetimes of trauma
Through the machinery of greed,
Thinly disguised
Beneath a skin of righteousness.

But our silken leader
Tells us not to be “misty eyed’;
Code for “toughen up”,
Code for “they are not really people”
Graceless and lightweight,
He beats on an empty chest.

How long, I wonder,
Before those who point 
At our national disgrace
Are politely but firmly 
Invited to join the others
In a distant island cell?
As eggs precede chickens 
And chickens precede eggs,
It is the next logical step.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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