dangerous encounter

dangerous encounter

The Feast

The Feast

Ex. seafarer

Ex. Seafarer

As a former seafarer, I have been to most countries that

have a harbour, but I have not been to Nepal or Tibet and

I have never wished to meet the great Lama a man wearing

handmade boots. Once in Japan I went to the movie and

heard John Wayne speaking Japanese, I laughed out loud

and was politely asked to leave.

There was a time when I thought of settling in Costa Rica

but it didn’t work out a love story gone awry; no not so

it was too far from Europe and there was much more to see.

I lived in the industrial belt of North/west of England for

a time and never got used to the social life of pubs, where

it appeared to me people took pride of being   ignorant.

I live in Portugal now, we sometimes drive to the coast and

ogle the tourists who pay too much for everything.

Start Go, start again

Start Go, start again

To understand the past is not easy historians of the time

writes about power and might, but little about the people.

Yet, within this confine art existed painting and poetry
which

will be a good guide for those who want to know, alas, most

folks live in the now washing machines and freezers is more

interesting then computers.

The future is a clean slate we write on it to our own peril,
yet

we who have not been there - how could we- and since human

emotions do no change overnight that democracy are ideas of

the past we going backwards in ambition, and peace it is
about

building a wall around you property

Socialism is against human nature, experiment by
philosophers 

that failed in the net of human basic instinct, is about
strength

 and the sword, the
cry of the battle will always ring in our ears.

Modern science is met with scepticism, there is no Darwin,
we

are back to the Stone Age, and our collective
consciousnesses,  

which will be called religion and it will have many
followers till

 our self-importance
rejects the idea of God and the whole gory

story of humanity starts again. 

war and peace

War & Peace

 After the war in Norway and the German army left, income

and employment they had brought such as building

roads and airports disappeared.

It was a time when my brother and I stole coal from the train

depot’s supply, potatoes and other root vegetable were     

and the fish in unpolluted water was plentiful.

We were caught by the police they let me go because I looked

small and innocent. My brother was sent to a youth correction

centre for two years- it still makes me angry thinking of it-

peace had done us no favours.

My mother was doing two newspaper rounds my sister and I

helped her, the morning round was the worst, Norway is a

cold country it was me who found the dead man he had frozen

to death, drunk and falling asleep in a snow drift.

I’m sitting here as an elderly man remembering the old days

and “not good old days” we had each other and family love.

 I sit here ancient man with house, car and a modest success,

oh, my why wouldn’t I give to feel the love again, but they

have gone now- all of them- and I’m the only link to our past. 

the sky | Write Out Loud

the sky | Write Out Loud

The Sky

On the flatland on the western coast where the wind

blows unhindered by mountains and forest, I think for

the first I saw how limitless the sky was.

I was by a milk ram, waiting for the driver from the local

diary to pick up the two milk churns I had brought.

This was long ago and if the driver had a puncture the milk

might turn sour and only fit for animals. Even though I was

young the sky instilled in me an understanding- a forgiving

nature of man-basically we all want the same a clean sky

free of hate and racism, because every morning wherever

you are we see the same sky, sometimes bright and at times

dark but it is always including.     

the black-winged bird

the black-winged bird

The Black winged Bird.

A bird with enormous wing span is darkening

the sky over the Middle east and there is much

bloodshed as always when a new nation is born

a good example is Israel it cost the life untold by

the losers, living in camps far from home.

thousands of young men are finding adventures   

and the order the seek so fervently waving black

flags knowing their nation will win no matter

who many headless corpses it makes take, but that

will be forgotten; we only remember the winner,

the Caliphate, which altered the map of the world

and made it a safe haven for undiluted Islam.

court case

court case

Court Case

They found the murder pilot on the slope,

a bit here and there and he was stitched together

there was a court
case, he had a devil of

an advocate and nearly escaped, a story of a difficult

childhood, some felt tearful.

Nevertheless, he was found guilty and hanged.

Buried in an unmarked grave, why mum, asked

a child, is there no flower on that grave?

aircrafts

Aircrafts

Pilots are spied from the moment they sit down to fly an airplane

and till they land the plane. This must be a heavy psychological

burden and for some pilots intolerable, so they plot a way to avoid

all Seeing Eye, these constant observations. Wish is to navigate

a route that has not been staked out by the none flying expert

Airline pilots are not brain surgeons to flying not a big deal, but carries

a great reputation yet they are not free hands tied  by rules, so they

plot courses to avoid the eye that record the tiniest of farts.

One pilot succeeded he altered course and so far he has been able to

a keep his secret. To pilot a modern airplane is as easy as to drive 

a  smart car, we now this but we have to keep up the illusion after all

when a plane falls out of the sky the pilot too dies.