Mumblings
A collection of mumbles
Thursday, 30 October 2025
Sunday, 29 June 2025
Swi/FTs
The swifts are here
Fighter jets in the sky
Pointed spitfire wings
Whirling in the dog fights of long ago
Twist and turn as if avoiding the enemy’s guns
Swooping on their prey
Their whistles calling in victory of another successful sortie
Whoosh to the nest
Disgorge the bounty to hungry mouth’s
Then off on the wing
In an endless slaughter of the army of the innocent idly fluttering but venturing too far aloft
A brief mastery of the air
Before off again to Africa
Leaving the Autumn to engulf those left ,
Just a ghostly memory of summer soon past
Of long lazy days ,dreamy suns, scented fields.
Goodbye too soon
Fly well , take care, let your hearts beat with joy
Return with hope
Return, for I will wait
22/06/25 18:15-18:54
Saturday, 12 April 2025
BO-nEs
In the woods
Up the mountain
In the sea
There is a signpost
Pointing me in some direction
But it’s lost
I wander
Deep into the shadows
I have hope I’ll find it
Lit by stars
Guiding me to sunlit fields
With long shadows
Sun on my back
Warming my bones
That have lived in me
Supporting me through my journey
Holding me steady
Helping me against the winds
That have blown me here and there
I hope they are strong .
I need them like never before
To weather the oncoming storm
If it comes to my door
23:00-23:12
11/04/25&£
Wednesday, 1 January 2025
70
3 score and 10 takes us to the end of Autumn
Clinging on to the the vestiges, waiting for the cold dark days to arrive of Winter
A period of reflection , routine ,
Shutting down of mind and body
Serenity in actions
Slow and deliberate, conserving what we have left.
No final push
No Indian summer.
The summer has gone and post along with the youth of Spring
Picking through the chaff and stubble waiting for the moon to light the way to eternity
Rising in solemn orange
Calming the cool twilight
Illuminating the mists of vision and thought
The tiger in front of me
Sleek.
Powerful
Master of all he sees
Merciless,
has come
I’ve no chance
No negotiation
He will carry me lifeless through the door.
17/08/2024
22:10-22:55
Monday, 18 November 2024
tH inn
Take me to the fields where the honeysuckle grows
Where evening birdsong echoes round the breathless meadow,still in its majesty
The sweet scent envelops my soul cloaking the hollow
As dusk lays its hand gently on my shoulder
Walks with me as a fading friend
Reassuring before morphing into night
Leaving a ghostly mist as a shadow
A gift of cool
To fill my lungs with calm
A silver sea lapping at my feet
Where from here?
Forward into the unknown
Leap into the void
Float on dreams
Slip into the Thin
09/06/24 21:15-22:10
Thursday, 18 April 2024
QorA
Is there an answer
if so what is the question ?
Who has the answer ,
and who has the question
What is the question
and who will answer ?
Sun sand , ice, oceans Moon
Why
For what, for whom
Where are we going ?
To the end, my friend
How long?
We rose above the menagerie of life, of earthly issue
To destroy it .
Relentless in our questioning
To what end
Where has this trait led us
We had the answer ,
But it slipped away
Lost to memory
Gone the day
We scratched the surface
To see what’s beneath
12/02/2024. 2040-21:12
Saturday, 6 April 2024
Ate billioN
8 Billion
Who will win ?
Murderous mankind
Super species
Sweep all before
Leave a wasteland behind
10 Biblical plagues have nothing on us
A billion locusts , a drop in the ocean.
What will stop us?
War, disease, drought, fire , greed , fear ,?
Natures weapons blunt and useless
Against the tide of filth we call mankind
Scoured and hollowed
Carcasses of the compatriot animal kingdom
Screaming ,staggering ,perishing in our shadow.
But we march on spewing our way to oblivion
Let’s hope we leave a vestige of life
To rebuild their earth when we’ve left
For one Green Man is stronger than all.
27/04/2023. 23:00-23:25
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A book of poems on the shelf That cannot open by itself But needs a hand to turn the page And read words from another age It’s been sitti...
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Mustang Freedom , speed , power ,beauty Silhouette against the sun The water hole he drinks from’s muddy paws the soil the droughts begun...
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He comes again to me Peering through my window Penetrating my mind Taking over my body He was rarely there before But now stands beside me...