My Writing Stuff

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So I've been getting better at writing since the site went down. So here's some examples.
It's the late 90's! The Millennium clock is counting down. "WHY ARE YOU STILL SINGLE?" propaganda more or less 24/7. I didn't have the Internet back then. Just an inflated sense of Rock God in waiting.
Hahahaha! Oh I can laugh about it now...
So this is from late January/early February this year. When encouraged to confront demons.
If I was exactly the same person as below. Then yes! Be deserving of your pity.
Bolded my favourite line.
If only more people got that message we'd probably have less miserable, violent people!
For your consideration... And things get better!


BIRMINGHAM PIZZA

What am I thinking?
Which subliminal propaganda
Deceived me?
The success inflated
Attempts to be favour
Was it the distance
Gambled to cover tracks
She wore a beautiful summer frock
From the station her Dad picked up
Introduced to her own child
From a recent split
Detail was his Dad fled
A hand across the country
What is my thinking?
A tick list before millennium clock
Reached her flat
Underneath electric pylon
She offered to cook
Quick subject change
Thank you for your poetry
Your piece of paper up in the Cafe
Ignored or derided by clientele
They never got back to me
Listen to each others whinging
Feel short by comparison
But subject change listen
Fourth album by Kevin Ayers
To become sound-tracking
Of continuing problems
Sat on comfortable leather settee
Once again she raised wanting eat
And pizza suggested now freeze that second
It was on me to speak up
And offer alternative grub
Due to dislike for pizza
You can guess what happened
At the weasel cage being hit I stared
Caused by child and shouting
About Kevin Ayers
The pizza was in oven
Ten minutes before aware
And that desire and findings
Researched in my home walls
Crumbled yet so far to walk from
I cannot fault the hospitality
There were no claims of
four star cuisine
But still could have prevented
This happening
Dinner was served on folded out table
Metallic swirl on chairs and capable
Of reaching drink and whatever piece
I could pretend to enjoy through acting
The only noise once record stopped
Where the pylon buzz and bangs on cage
To lips I took knowing watching me
A bite of pizza for solidarity
So the moment of truth came
And I stuttered my confession
Pizza disgusts my taste buds
All could hear was my home walls
Reminding why I should be at home
What did she begin thinking
If I were of her blood
Or smaller in size
Would a smack turn into punch
Then yelling and crying
None just internal
The silence got colder
Smell of the weasel cage
Merged seamlessly with my own
Every penny owned I handed over
She ate in silence I stared into space
I was only wrong thing in her life
Her child had stopped hitting
The cage for a second
For giving me present
My Kevin Ayers record
"Look, Mum!" he deafened
"I've put lipstick all on it!"
A coda in December
Telephone call
With her mutual friend
Who knew me better
You can guess they never stopped laughing
Luckily before great electric connecting
So nobody outside would know
That was something really happened.

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And here's one from August I'm looking forward to reading/acting out to an audience. It went down well my last guest Poetry Zoom session.


I AM AN ASTRONAUT

I am an Astronaut
That's quite accomplishment
So why I'm being interviewed
On national television

"Welcome back and time has no meaning
Every applause and caller is fake
My next guest
Quite famous
For training and returning
From outer space
Welcome! Tell me!
Do you own a smartphone?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
I went into outer space
Was all I've known
And never shown
I don't know what that is!

"Well nevermind, I have
In hand a Tamagotchi pet
Purely digital triggering human guilt
To care for protect and kept fed
Do you know what this is?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
I traveled towards stars
I've never saw this before!

"Well you aren't doing so good tonight
But you can still turn around
This is a Penny Farthing bicycle
One huge wheel balanced
Did you ever see this equipment?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT!
I have been in orbit
I don't know what
My senses are telling me

"Before we go to
A commercial break
I forget the name of Tribe
Resignation in the morning
But can you see from his hands?
He's making fire?
Have you ever saw flames?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
They put me at the front
So wouldn't see the engulf
Still haven't shown me
The photographs yet

"Well as special request
Booked your favourite Jazz
Who are going to play one chord
Over again with continual screaming
But tell me have you ever saw paper?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
NOT A ROCKET SCIENTIST
They promised me cake
If I kept quiet
About NAZI FLYING SAUCERS!

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Rad! And thanks for sharing.

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Rad! And thanks for sharing.

To give an idea what those Zooms or readings are like. Here are the five I managed to rush through on my last Zoom. Number 2 is about my hometown being flooded in the near future. And I'm convinced I've nicked the bit about the bottle from somewhere.
And 4 was answers to a prompt in a Zoom meeting I arranged to be easier on eye.
Most different lengths. Great this place back!


1. My Cardboard Sign
2. Plenty Of Lawyers Defend Seas
3. Humanity Is Not A Polaroid
4. Answers
5. Victory Lap



My Cardboard Sign

Will work apart from team
Just scratching at flesh
And screaming out in periods
Of attentive silence
The instructions come
Through a speaking box
And when breathing in
Will think of self
And how got to current situation
Will work and demand waged
But denied wish of stockpile
All that could dream
Was to blow it away
Prize of leaving paper trails
If world insists on balance
Make sure we control the scales
Will work as it's evident it's doing
So pressure on to not just stare
Into a space vacant picturing just words
Disappearing into aisle
Back to ground by customers
If there's one concession to beg
Stagger days of employment
But still inevitable put off
The nest egg that ate itself
Will work but complete affronted
No interest in what offered
Dragging closer than wished
To have tolerated of feel
But psychopaths being interviewed
It's supposed to be scales
Not a spinning metal coin
Will work because carrot and stick
Have shown the gibbering behind the curtain
Still asleep in the poppy fields
The gibbering pulled curtain across
Like if nothing happened
Will work because put out signals
Compromise will operate windows
To complete some hideous transaction
Knowing every penny earned
Will be taken out from hands
The nest egg a pipedream
How appropriate.


PLENTY OF LAWYERS DEFEND SEAS

The consequences
Of not staring into face
Once good days
Hearing determining
Which are your screams
Take for granted washing hands
But then back turned
In the dark and building up
Somewhere else was able
To position high enough
To look out and deduce
Above coral green in sunshine
The sea actually is blue
So not the river of home
It was always grey
Thick and dull
What left to answer
When did not own chemicals
Or the smoke from boats
Pretending solved
If waste just transport
Both surviving poisoned
Humanity and the sea
Those at the intersection
On graphs count the days
Let a town just get engulfed
Poor aware ladies
Stop throwing messages
In bottles corked
Don't bother if cannot throw
The codes of it's antidote
The sea a purpose of just being
If people drown not caused from evil.


Humanity Is Not A Polaroid

Humanity is not a Polaroid
As much claimed identical of
Whatever program to alter stares
The continual onwards after capture
Humanity is not a Polaroid stupified
Unable to progress because a record
Chemical setting on card of what
Happened that instant forever
Worse left in daylight fade
But it all seems wasted time
An image of an ideal
That slowly fades away
Until repelled back to photograph
Of all saw people as they were then
Disappointment if level obtainable
Do you cover your face?
To save from photograph take
How different when it seemed
Exactly as still and ordinary
Humanity should leave something
For guesswork be alarmed
Changes behaviour activities
Humanity is still not a Polaroid
Or any image taken on cameras
Light composure even infra red
Walking around in circles
And one bed
Knowing the past is just photographs
Without a mirror it seems continual
Humanity is not a Polaroid
Those are of their occasion
And unable to change what happened
According to Polaroid
When they attempted
Making all life still.


Answers

The moon is a spaceship plugging us down
I wish I was as high
Love is past
Wow, been burnt
We are all surviving
Was hoping to meet a friend
My words and ability to say to them
Bit tense enjoying present future grim
Time is heavy or light depending on view
Just been over crash at tunnel so no visit
The sun is the friendliest killer
Voice without crackle
Doing nothing and peace.



VICTORY LAP

As always cradled the lunatic
Sides planned or peaceful lies
Usual ballet of politeness loved

Perhaps orderly enable done
The runes and Magik
In steps renege fabled cooked documents

The federal maze proved fake immunity

Click open dangerous if never trained
Planning sides until deceit cries
Made a fantasy of peaceful
Enough from the sunlight
To watch ballet recital
Mask ornate hidden guilt inflict
Report says made up of establishment
With more ways able start asking it

Sides had learnt both the steps
Recital around played out
Usual love kept apart on sides
When talking escape proof certainty
Last choice made failed to what soothed
Or could fix
The ballet recital taking you out
From the sides indoctrination defined
Usual single out dismissed for changes
As always thought of as lunatic
Polite full love cook document
Immunity deceit cries
Guilt inflict establishment it steps outside certain
Soothing none but victory lap
Just taken.

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I was going to post next after filming a gig near end of month. But this one has a total of nine likes. Do you need background of knowing Liverpool has Scousers?


Dad, Can I Have A Pet Scouser?

Kids...
Stop teasing your pet scouser
That's not why bought into household
Stop making them confused
Explaining situations
That are out of their control
And have not met their
Standards of acceptability

Kids...
Stop asking why they look
At their own hands
Now don't listen to their stories
We got all the CCTV
Easier to pinpoint exact lies

Kids...
I have to complete my tax returns
And tomorrow a school visit
Self employed scouse handler
Every time I hear children scream
When scouser walks across furniture
To stare at television screens
In a James Bond film
Performed the stunt myself
Have a scouser crawl across chest
On Blu-ray you can see the Moon glint
In their eyes

Kids...
You can't take your pet scouser to school
It frightens the head staff
Your school friends are cruel
I know close up photographs
Terrified when you were little
But there's nothing to fear
Especially when hand reared
An outer shell crumbles so brittle

Kids...
I'll attend your school assembly
But there's a couple more forms to fill
Your presentation of how dangerous
If scousers bite your hands
And the children scream:
"I heard if you live
That's because a scouser is behind!"
"Saw a film drunk opened sack
A scouser climbed out from coffee stack!"
The actor recalled:
"Well I was covered in scousers
All clinging hardly moved
So they draped a female's trousers
And suddenly they knocked out my tooth!"
Main thrust of a Movie
A wine bottle from 1852
But it's trapped in a cellar
With a lone wild scouser
Point a camera
It jumps out at you!

Kids...
Release Director's cut
Radioactive scouser in New York
This version has motivation
With actual how scousers talk

Hey scouser...
My kids are away
Oh you are a beautiful thing
Let me take you out that cage...
"Reports suggest the owner's pet
Turned and violently killed the man
The scouser has been recaptured
And waiting to be humanely culled!"

The circle of pain continues blows
Scouse farms selling more embryos.

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And here's one from August I'm looking forward to reading/acting out to an audience. It went down well my last guest Poetry Zoom session.


I AM AN ASTRONAUT

I am an Astronaut
That's quite accomplishment
So why I'm being interviewed
On national television

"Welcome back and time has no meaning
Every applause and caller is fake
My next guest
Quite famous
For training and returning
From outer space
Welcome! Tell me!
Do you own a smartphone?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
I went into outer space
Was all I've known
And never shown
I don't know what that is!

"Well nevermind, I have
In hand a Tamagotchi pet
Purely digital triggering human guilt
To care for protect and kept fed
Do you know what this is?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
I traveled towards stars
I've never saw this before!

"Well you aren't doing so good tonight
But you can still turn around
This is a Penny Farthing bicycle
One huge wheel balanced
Did you ever see this equipment?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT!
I have been in orbit
I don't know what
My senses are telling me

"Before we go to
A commercial break
I forget the name of Tribe
Resignation in the morning
But can you see from his hands?
He's making fire?
Have you ever saw flames?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
They put me at the front
So wouldn't see the engulf
Still haven't shown me
The photographs yet

"Well as special request
Booked your favourite Jazz
Who are going to play one chord
Over again with continual screaming
But tell me have you ever saw paper?"

I AM AN ASTRONAUT
NOT A ROCKET SCIENTIST
They promised me cake
If I kept quiet
About NAZI FLYING SAUCERS!

I'll post the video later. But this one KILLED last night. Near end every line got a laugh. But from different parts of the room.
If I'd known I would have done more comedy stuff. But obviously I barely write comedy.

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Ha ha last time posted was October! Well I've been overlooked for two huge local poetry events, and one for a competition judged by Mersey Poets Roger McGough and Brian Patten ended with rejection.
This was began early January after MRI scan. If I'd done it freeform I probably would have finished it quicker. But it's taken an entire month to get this down in the rhythm I wanted to keep hold as best possible.
Thanks for reading. Hope things are manageable for you and yours. I'm fine, they would have contacted if anything serious.

what? MRI Worry?

I've got magnetic resonance imaging
And it's balletic evidence pillaging
I've got a headrest temperature increasing
And it's going to explain what's happening
I've got some gadolinium compounds
That makes nuclear protons slow down
And if I drink enough liquids
It gets out from my body quickly
Escorted through doors removed glasses
Belt and my key and metallics
Thought Nurses were listening to Hardcore
But was the machine I was guided towards
Headphones attached to quell deafness fears
Enjoy listening to splashing around my ears
Told "Scan will commence for ten minutes"
Then pause just heartbeat sounds of my innards
Then noise a drilling echoing of cosmic
Eyes closed didn't want to see it spinning
Thought internally pictured heroes of filming
Cliffhanger mentality of Commander Koenig
If needs of scanning then give the best one
Against drilling resonating against vibration
Repetitive jarring concentration
Not even Purple Haze music drowns out
Lost count as gave up on recognising numbers but
Not just their values but entire concept
With eyes closed tight and still at pauses
Concern over antiseptic headphones "Are you alright?"
Process enough to raise thumb as close to my sky
"Scan will commence in four minutes" replied
Even as prepared for the dome teleported workmen
If eyes opened what dizzy lights saw?
And now end of the month still not had results.

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Here's everything I've written from February.
The first thing was rejected, but published the one in the last post.
Second was inspired by a Zoom prompt.
The third took all month to write about hearing aids.
The rest massive insults to the Ukrainian situation.
Thanks for reading!

1. Prover
2. Saw Online Before Explain
3. The Long Path To Hear
4. Kidnapper Magician
5. Life, Women and Children
6. Avoid Suspicion Act In Continuity
7. Don't Make Me Get Out This Chair
8. Propaganda As A Hand Weapon

PROVER

Let's not lie
Prevent or change the lives
"Expendable" should always be met
With horror and disgust at sacrifice
Delusion ingredient of having it
By your own hands
Not just shadow or flea
Completely helpless outside the fitting
All there for your squander
Gratitude afterthought disregarded
One small flicker and personal marks
Give comfort to know what's going on
Kid as their child are still in charge
Both plentiful and yet as ground between stars
Kept thin razor to influence partner
Or cast across globe forced partnership goals
Everything with power still has control
It all comes back back to what you repelled
I reject sport broadcast talk
Herded sounds in dark nightclub
Assuming lies whatever told
Realise on knees but kept in thought
Of that power to manoeuvre
Around powers big
And powers falling over
Those smaller than my power of tall.



SAW ONLINE BEFORE EXPLAIN

So all over and online
Before chance to explain things
It wasn't just control of informed
But my standing that came of above
Even at disintegration of truth
What had once existed for myself
But taken further than my success
Out from a circuit of shouting it
Along each road of neighbourhood
The obsession when remembering
How it was possible technology worked
Now there in the present day
Everything built knocked down tarnished irreparably
By that one piece of information
That caused all snapping of communication
More a misunderstanding of processing emotions
And it highlight to whole circus my lack of coping skills
Those search engine opened window in attempt to follow web
Right back down from the cause of the poisoned
Such importance to limit available options
Or that argument blocked or deleted to a secret
Mainframe and lack of understanding computers
Assumed the digits just broke away deleted
Wiped to never again backtrace
Now panic the only action
Becoming of all possible to do
Driven to negate rumoring
Equivalent foil bank raid of nuclear
In the eyes of those who didn't care
And the public
That had forgotten or had own minds they'd made up
It appears never saw before
And yet knew the man from old
Remembered had nothing else
In common with
Apart from once
And still thought of a different thing.




The Long Path To Hear

Give the child a chance
To hear themselves masturbate
As long as there's ones
Going constantly on
"Hey, I'm really going to escape!'
But walk the roads and footpaths only

Give the man whole truth
Born deficient and little use
To hear creak of legs
When attempting their youth again
But give the adult padded boots
To crouch outside in respite of storm
Drying through concept of feeding
Ran down underground flooded
Sitting balanced and caped warmth
Boots protecting from the water

Already what is not is the stirrer
Deadly cross business decisions carrier
Steady broke the loss without risks observed first
Ready to control the rent
Knife flicked or gun trigger of calcium snapped
From after standing back up
Bought to attention of nightfall

And masks when it falls to pavement
The kindness of man when it happened and oblivious
Took a while now hearing at normal service
Except for one maybe two conversations
On those occasions neglecting own plans

So vulnerable steps a perfect disguise
That's not to harm all existence gone past
But know what is gone leaves more remenents
Pockets of survivors when looked through magnifiers
During sunlight all dreaded being watched

But the inevitable never seemed careless
Just now hearing a world
Cheating the roadmap.



Kidnapper Magician

Hey kids do you want to see a magic trick?
Close blinds and the door
So between just you and us

No further interruptions silence
Holds through my control
I am going to use this item of clothing
This is furthest got for a long stretch
So acting faster to close on target
It cannot seem to just accept
Plans for games or community met

That fear of Dreamworld until murder weapon
And wasn't that all lost to open space?
Kept flame away from cloths
Retreat to studio for wood absorption
Light through frames on the books closed maintained
To dust encroaching on shelves

Maybe some volumes have magic tricks in them?
Never guessed it's wooden farm
Stretched back centuries
The initial trick came from a bridge
On a bench outside railway station

Hey kids, do you know questions relapse
Once made out are being attacked
From just a simple magic trick
Inverted rage of not understanding this
Don't assume striking out
By just reading the contorts of mouth

Hey kids, but realised there were none left
And was just adults in the conversation
The magic trick surviving parts
Only the ribbons

Hey, do you invite others to parties?
Nothing but junk phone directories
Hey, did you get the remaining messages?
Hate that a circle then suddenly it's outrageous.




Life, Women and Children

The most they know from television series
Still more informed from who remembers
It being

When life became a Movie set
Instead of connecting direct
Realise disconnection more futile
Stare gasping at wonder of eternal
Life and sciences abounding

Those words still not bringing justice
For those never pictured
But the horror of the recreation
Professionally touched
Was enough to show around world
Of what thought preferred was taught

War in the Movie set and right there
A privilege never second guessing
The casualties marching through exact area
What compassion rags bundled
Away from population feeding on

Know if War then defeated by Lies
Still doesn't help with fight or
Avenges the cost of the lost for
The history book only has one voice
The physics always phase of rewriting

And those who flee such taught
Moved from home before lunch
Alphabet display left behind
And burning up on the walls

We only know as going on
As much as displaced from bombing drops
Only a slow motion inside the aggression
For the moment no option needed
Of fleeing

Who has sided with that?
Found the bottle now the lamp
Throw it back and promises
The whip thrown across
Different Movie set

This one has dying and bombing
And still being written
A gloom to watch markets crash
On television in a drawing of factory
Daydreaming at components of missile construction

We let our guard be run by corrupt
Everybody thought had voted up
Go about your busy day
We can never bring justice
To a dying and then one
Even thought could be sold on
If framed around film set warning

But real life casualties
Life, women and children
And nothing can bring them back
Can only write of incident

A Poet less than women, children
In War
Still more than own government.




Avoid Suspicion Act In Continuity

To have kept continuity
Made it appear functioning
Far too willing to accept proposal
Turning inwards towards own home
Knowing not to shout just yet
But silently counting resources

Another day tomorrow at this place
It Doesn't Happen Directly Here
If warmer sun a Carnival atmosphere
So quiet hostility seems last century
The good blue shone down between or around
White outlines of silent greying clouds


The gusts have stopped and refuse dropped
No longer fired across into road
Even if not what everybody wants
It was still at the mercy
Of what they feel it should
And raises another volley of questions

But is this not just living in denial?
The status quo seems to be accepted for now
How quickly will they feel the change?
Once upon a time it's speed could be controlled
Have they decided who could be in charge?
It will always be some anonymous

Mistrusted, but competent and informed
Never saw a glimpse before
Yet still insists they are local
Even if you question their credentials
On instinct a panic over hearing word "Plan"
Such thoughts own and useless as

The neighbouring took such in
And queued to complain
And what have the plans for a year?
Not to worry about submarines
And who is left to afford the bill?
The nature assumes computers will follow these

And what has just happened really?
Only a demonstration the continuity
Is still working on the unassuming
And if they become unamused suddenly
Enough resources to waste on uprising
And who is the leader to follow the plan?...

The script gets changed
But the actors still have.



Don't Make Me Get Out This Chair

Don't make get out this chair
Don't you make me

The green in the back
I've cleaned out the trash!
By taking credit for another's labour
I need money to buy the wood
The nails, fixtures and tools
Going to make a messy afternoon
Ignore the plans that ask for concrete lined

No don't make get me out this chair
Warn don't you make me

Back from stores with everything bought
Did you listen to wood banging harder?
Stopped for a chat with a neighbour
With their obsession in wooden garden
Assessed my skills were being sized up
Productivity, stage plans and end results
Built and resting apart in the back yard
Useless but storms were forecast

No don't make the chair get me out
Seriously don't you make me

The rain bought the hail which
Hardened to snow and the gales
A force of atomic sneezing
When sun returned the hurricane
Blew dry whatever survived
It's covered in gunk
The parts are sodden with mud one side
And wet, marked and moulded the next
There's a knowledge about
How to clean it over

No! Don't make get off this chair
Really don't you make it

What a glorious shine despite fear
Keeping enough behind windows
Banging the wood no cares alone
That afternoon greets what constructed
Again that meddlesome knowledge
Whatever is missing from task
And the knowledge of where to get them

Why don't you not make me get off this chair
Anything don't you make it

Good morning now outside as the day rises
Look in the garden at my creation
Walk out and touch circle installation
Then walk up the steps built into the side of them
Following behind can you step on the platform?
Now your hands being tied
Want to say around the neck
Think of the fortune offering this?

I want to go back to my chair
Don't make stand for a minute
The world needed more giant catapult
No, won't use your community gallows!
Prefer to die asleep in chair...

I'm now being laughed at by my neighbour!




PROPAGANDA AS A HAND WEAPON


Tales of sacrifice became a currency
So concerned reach for these first
In reassurance from cupboards
And taken hurriedly
Completely surrounded military overpowered

Last person standing insignificant named
But through actions taken
A stone against giant
Evening out a table crowded
And watching Magician's hand

Propaganda as hand weapon
Inspiration always first step to recruit
A chance to change their history
Or a bedtime story for the abused
First it was a Captain

Last officer standing
This occasion heroic victory
Surrounded in corner of a bombed city
Final radio call to green light strike
From above precision on remaining life

Now another tale of an outpost
Defending against incoming onslaught
Holding strategic positions and those listening
Try imaging for how long for
Communication device key to story

Final beleaguered request
Hold off approaching with curse
And resources turning worse
One final yell against missile shell
Any photograph essential for tell

In translated languages
Across time in battlements
Propaganda first over evidence
The point stands whatever sides
Needs each heart and mind

Given the cause is the bigger lie
The reason investments to Cinema
To make audience feel victims first
To help them all picture the visceral
That sacrifice against the odds

Peacetime comes and goes
People remain enthralled
Probably happened but worse
When you can't tell "Up" from "Theirs"
A squadron of heroism made legends

Kept the propaganda the most expensive
Salute that hero and sacrifice took
Because next year and once again
We'll get inspired by the false
The ministry of propaganda and how!

It just pays for itself!
Manipulating
Recruiting
Instilling
To become a faceless hero

Giving more comfort than results.

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OK, I get it! One at a time!
This is my favourite from last month. Went to some Jobcentre one day session where I was given a presentation on the STAR interview technique. (Situation Task Action Result).
It seemed very modern!
Until I went home, Internet searched and discovered it was developed in the 1960's. Huhhh...


The STAR Method Bettered

SITUATION developed from system
Of contributions and taxed for labours
Which fuel a contrivance opulent and elitist
That denies access and goods above
This increasing poverty line

TASK came back to choice
When realised they won't leave alone
Conditions made accept terms
And everything back to own hands

ACTIONS to join in without researching
Ways to bring contrivance to it's fall
That never being done all is on
To join work force get wage
Plan around time which now became
More desirable than fitting in

RESULTS it broke apart
What little use witnessed heart
Always colleague and distance put
Watch them got on with rest of their lives

The "STAR" method... But what if was "STIR"?

SITUATION complete oppression of public
Limited information and travel options
Forced back into homes both owned and stealing
All looking for whatever's next chance

TASK organise numbers for revolt
Inspire share tactics develop code
Designate strengths and weaknesses
To know of fodder and of friend

INSTIGATE made attempt forward
No warning overwhelming
Worked out how to avoid being caged in
RESULTS a civil war at minimum

The "STIR" method... But what if "SOUL"?

SITUATION love cornered
Or sucked out heart
Following propaganda to stay informed
That forgotten limits around the nose
Always singing of love internal

OPERATE with a dance
Sing one word just once
Nothing can see just done
To feel less enclosed

UNIVERSAL from the body and whoever lived
LEARN shapes and moves
Keep the sequence of a hand

The "SOUL" method... but what if "STOP"?

SITUATION look for head of anything
THINK it's finished nothing left to add one thing
OPINIONS need waterwings but none understood
POSITION at the end still never rectified

The "STOP" method... But what if "STRIP"?

SITUATION consent or darker predators
TASK stimulate to gratitude or another victim
RIP apart fabric roll around limbs
INVOLVE hands and mouth across them
PLEASED asleep or asked for twice

Oh!!! The "STRIP" method?!... But what IF IT'S "STUPID"?

SITUATION complete denial and left adrift
TASK is a path never taken gone so fast
UNIVERSAL yet all different flavours
PARADED to flush out for latest cameras
INSPECTED all pockets found little traces
DIRECTED to consequences or away from premises

At the START were two blank pages
TASK of writing not just words but something
ACTIONS took a while but writing happened
RESULT is you have just been reading this

The STAR method but to remind...
...many people just mime
"So?!!.. ".

[Norus_Rebirthed]

GREAT NEWS!!! 10 minute slot at a new open floor "Upstairs At Jimmy's" in Liverpool I've never ever read in this Thursday. Will post set after night. Naturally doing "King Kong Tour Wrong" and let it be my Smells Like Teen Spirit I can't shake off!
Anyway, this doesn't do justice to the dead. The horror of the war. Or even psychological horror.
This is how I comment (ineffectively) against Putin.


Dictator In A Corpse Of Tsar

Enough the score bring down from ground
One last gasp to break the grasp
All of it then! Begin with this
Power to bring down a psychopath
Already yelling angry over insults
Defended with "Never knowing him"
From records who can really stare
Into eyes standing by a flag
Assigned to- No! That's blindfolding
A bigger coalition just cut out by pricing
Huge clue of incompetence
Thanks American propaganda
Kept nations fearful of anything Russian
When it finally came down it's replacement
Left bigger scars and lost fragmented
Worse that can happen is control is demented
That rage again defending that he's never knowing
What is fuelling his disregard
That legacy of taking hard
Did he fall off a horse?
Is there something in his blood?
Growing up how seemed a joke
New statesman for taking charge
Job description bending limits
Opposition never far
Just stop it!
Just a Dictator in a corpse of Tsar!
End this now
Be the domino
That proves the gun's silence!

Putin is defeated
Putin kept repeating
Until Putin began weeping
When Putin thought nobody hearing.