Slippery slope

Just so you no-I now do poetry, its a slippery slope now. Bring on alcoholism, pretentiousness and all the other shit that is now happily expected of me

Cause and effect

Ode to Dutch Gold

This is my ode to Dutch Gold
Royal blue, wrapped in gold,
Tall glistening and cold
You are my favourite
Dutch Gold

Dutchy, you are so good to me,
Dutchy, you are so kind to me,
Dutchy, if only it could be
just you and me
oh Dutchy

Pretentious?

Blank screen blues, and tired eyed truths.
A sudden realisation of my beautiful situation,
blocked up it flows out cryptic contagious.
Its outrageous how we do this, lose this and abuse this right
to write free, forsaken so easily is
the inescapable inexplicable truth
that threatens the liars and tests the saints;
Democracy’s infallible propaganda

Ag Stealladh Báistí

Ag Stealladh Báistí

Lá fliuch don file bocht,
Ach nach file achainn duine,
i dtír mar seo

Ní thuigim cén fáth, i dtír
gan difríocht idir an solas agus an dolas
a mbeidh siad tógthadh inár measc

Tír gan sioc is gan ghriann,
Idir an ghaoth fuar
agus an fharraige mór

Tír fuair, fliuch is míchimpórdach,
Spéir liath os cionn sráidenna liath
faoi foirgneamh liath taobh istigh do saol liath

Ach scríobhainn siad fós,
Feiceann siad dathanna Dé
sa spéir folamh grey

Alors…..

Je n’ai ecrire pas en Francais pour combien du temps? trop de temps, je pence, parce que mantinane il ya beaucoup des faux sur la texte-c’est terrible et ennoyez