The Journey (the 4th in the Tube Traveller Diaries)

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Where I arrive and leave…

Where to start

maybe at the beginning

Train was late

Left my head spinning

worried about the underground

headache on the way

change of plans in effect

Taxi – is now the order of the day

missed the rocking and rolling

the warm stuffy atmosphere

missed the close proximity

of not being on board there

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exit St. Pancras

waiting ages for mr. black cab

we debated the scrouge of Mr Uber

the conversation was anything but drab

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heading for a Brunei owned park lane hotel

I only do upmarket you see

the doorman open my taxi door

there I was, out stepped, little old me

the deed was done

the return was now planned

Green Park Tube was calling me

for today however; the tube was banned

green park

The name actually makes sense…parks are usually green…

maybe on another day

me and my TFL travellers will unite

enjoying the flexible JOURNEY

that operates any day and any night..

All together now?

Are we really?

Doesn’t seem like it any more

Words cannot express how;

To save your life you play dead on the floor

Are these events last week Paris

The tipping point in this thousand years war

The undercurrent simmering like a now erupting volcano

For which we’d better find an ice cold cure

Are we really all that different

Aren’t we blood, veins, muscle and sinew?

Do we vent like Andrew Neil

In an verbal attempt to not let this madness continue

Are we preventing rather than cure

Getting to the root, planting the right seeds

A careful, meticulous response is a possible thrust

In hopes of developing non-violent, religious agnostic deed

Are we the last generation to consume

Such vociferous, rabid disdain and utter hate

The mind boggles at the inhumanity displayed

There’s nothing we want to eat now that’s on our plate

Are we going to find answers in; bombs; bullets; diplomacy?

Whatever shape or form they might be

Look to the US, UK, China, Russia, France, the UN etal

The eyes of the world have been opened for all to see

Are we to view the horizon with genuine hope

A conglomeration of the best minds, tactics and strategy

Getting to very heart of a fiercely religious, dedicated group

A solution lies in educating the youngest of babies

So are we really all together?

This HAS to be resolved in the time to come

Every facet of human existence must be exhausted

We all deserve to walk freely and not have to run

Are we there yet?

There is much strength and endurance in a feather

A whisper in the right ear can be heard across the globe

It’s message rings out loud ‘We are ALL together’

Dream Girl

Out of the blue it seemed

I saw a beautiful girl, or was it a dream

If this is real I cannot wait

Must pluck up courage, ask her out on a date

Plan my attack, plan what to say

Time is short, I only have one day

The time will come, and come soon

I’ll ask her to meet me at Benzaro’s at noon

As the tension began to build,

I couldn’t hold it much longer

Emotions increasing,

Getting ever stronger

There she was as gorgeous as can be

It was only a dream, and i needed a wee!!

Thank you for your response. ✨

T.O.W.N (The Overt Winter Night)

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What does it mean when the temperature falls?

What does it mean when you are cold?

What does it mean

To the man

In the hall?

Does it mean

He is bold?

What does it

take to find

Heat. What

Does it take

To have flight.

What does it

Take to admit

Defeat. All it

Takes is an

Overt Winters

Night.

A Taste for Life

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To Love, to Leave, to never Forgive

The Taste, the Chase, the Forever to live

My Rock, my Thread, my ultimate Saviour

Your Mine, your Fine, your my only flavour

The Flight of Dance

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Eyes transfixed, looking from the top down

Mesmerised as bodies intertwined

His with hers, hers with his

They were only of one mind

An expectant audience drew breath

As her head hurtled towards the dance-floor

A safe pair of arms and hands

Could not deny her aura anymore

Two turns, bodies completely in sync

Her hypnotic sweet odour consumed

For him to never let her go

As though they were the only two people in the room

She slid furtively across his back

He spun on his toes to face

Inches apart, hearts beating

They drew closer, ready for their embrace

Intensely their fingers interlock

Gripped by unbridled emotions

She leaps like a gazelle

It was poetry in motion

The final curtain call arrives

Finely balanced like a bird on a beam

Did time fly palpably so fast?

And was this dance just another dream…

Thank you for your response. ✨

The Faceless Crowd

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They seek to be seen

Invisibility is their shroud, their cloak

Oh do not our eyes deceive?

The throat of a hand, the hand on the throat?

Who can touch what is not there

Can you mingle in their midst?

The soft of shoe move stealthily minus a jingle

And steals the gifts, by giving gifts to steal

The fight to be recognised goes on and on

Anonymity can reign supreme

Stand up, get noticed, let them see the whites of you eyes

If we can see you, that you can certainly see me

EARTH Mother, LOVETH Other

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Spiritual holiness does she emit

Patient, comforting forgiveness pours out

Oh how blessed is her radiation that atomises us

Powerful, uncompromising tenacity imbues the mind to turn away from the pit

Righteous discipline, voices quietly, without

Alas, through biblical motherly love we are saved, thus

From a Man to a Woman (Valentine)

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Take my hand

for all to see,

You do what you want with me

I am now yours

I accept these chores

As I propose to you on one knee…

Present name called nothing

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How do you ask for me?

Or would you do ask for a phone

Right away you would look silly

Accept it, otherwise its now yours to bemoan

Count your blessings i’d advise

Eat humble pie if needs be

Cook it for 20 minutes is to be wise

Apple is my favourite, yes that’s the key

Roll on then, as your present gift oozes heat

Lets be of good cheer, as the man with no name is who you’re about to meet..