Poetry, songs, rhymes

The world through word

By Ian | 11 December, 2012

This section contains a couple of poems which I have written to capture how I felt or what I have seen.

Sometimes a rhyme or a couple of sentence fragments come into my mind and then I feel the urge to write something, or I just want to describe something in words.

Some of the poems are from my youth when I had a mad binge in poetry writing. I have been in clinch with myself whether I should include them here or not, as my style has changed over the years, however I have decided to included them for documentation reasons.

A bit of background as to why I write can be read here.

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Sky - Blue

Flying high above the ground,
In the wide blue sky,
Only sight and sound,
When you fly by....

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Slaughter

Atom bombs dropping,
Foresters are lopping,
Peace on the earth
For the trees with a girth?...

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Snow Walk

I walk along the street so quiet,
With passers by, trudging on,
Through the slush, so wet and cold,
I make my way, and then upon...

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Star - Trek

Well, let’s leave this place upon the earth,
It’s about time we started another birth,
We will go tripping across outer space,
Even though I don’t like the open space,...

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Storm Before The Calm

Well who is this bloke,
Who sits here with his coke,
Perhaps he is sane,
And lives in the rain...

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The Call Of Love

Today I rode a star from light to darkness
At the speed of death,
I was in full flight for the ending of my life.
Despair crept into my bones as I layed on the...

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Walking

Walking through a crowded street,
See a girl I’d love to meet,
Walk up to her and touch her hand...

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Whalers

Travelling to the sea,
Whales there to see,
Trying to find out
If they are now free,...

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Epiglotti

Epiglotti are not raisins but fingers insert them.
Climbing horizontally through mazes we come to
Monstrous entities of pith-like minds.
Vineyards never green hypnotise or destroy each...

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Race

What’s the point in bringing the doctor in here,
What’s the point in showing that tear,
You smile when it’s funny, the theme is your charm
You look very settled and calm....

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