Apathy.

I walk the earth, caring for none. Travelling by stealth at night, avoiding the sun
hand.

You pity me, that’s just grand

Wandering your world at will,

Hospitals and morgues I am happy to fill.

No feelings for you pitiful lives.

Your problems mean less than a bag of knives.

I spoil your days with bad news,

Cancer, dementia and murderous baby blues.

I am the dead look in a prostitute’s eyes,

The funeral of each soldier that dies.

I am the bomb, the bullet and grenade.

The million dollar deal on which someone will renege .

I am the loss of innocent child’s limbs.

I am the suicide bomber’s blinding belief.

I am this world’s broken, dieing of grief.

I am the filth you fear so much

The sleaze and the open legs you dare not touch.

I am the disease that stalks you at night

The slash of a knife in a drunken fight.

Your worst, greatest and last no hope

The the scabby hands that grope.

Around in your homes, schools and playground.

I am all that is your worst nightmare

I am the wrongs that you have no intention to repair.

I am Apathy.

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It only takes a few good men to do nothing and evil will win.

Knife Crime.

There is blood on the floor

It trails in through the door

The Nurses are tired

Surgeons sick to the core.

Another young life

Cut short by a knife

Never to mature

Or have a child or a wife.

At least one everyday

Just statistics they say

As young as ten

Injured or worse life taken away.

Gangs growing feral

Young kids leave home at their peril

No matter your age

No one is safe from knife rage.

Template: Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 141 #PhotoPrompt

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

A Final Warning.

Dead

Starfish

On the beach

Are a message

Tell me who’ll listen

The bottle glints brightly

In un-natural hot sun

It too holds a message for us

Our planet is dying as we watch

We were custodians but we have failed.

Can

We heed

The message

Is it too late

Are we spoilers

Is this our sole fate

Can we save the planet

Rescue the land and the seas

Hark the note in the bottle please

Time is galloping away from us

Stop the rape and plunder of mother earth.

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The above is my entry to Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Today is the middle Tuesday of the month and I am delighted to say it means we have a picture prompt. Thank you Colleen this one is a beauty which we can take in many directions. I have chosen a Butterfly Etheree , I feel the Butterfly is apt because I have chosen to use the message in the bottle as a warning. We have polluted our seas with plastic and chemicals, injuring and killing our aquatic wildlife. We are mining, deforesting and poisoning the earth and burning a hole in the ozone allowing climate change, It is real. I have not even touched on the ward we are waging.

We (humans) are the cause whether we intend to be or not. We must act now or lose our beautiful home.

Love to you all.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 137 Kind & Shift SynonymsOnly

I have chosen to write a poem about climate change, and the pitfalls there of . Using Type,moved, & caring.

Beware.

What type of weather

Has this earth’s moved its axis

Climate upside down

Be caring of our planet

Don’t cover it in granite.

Puppet.

I’m a fret work,patchwork, lost soul of a girl.
I’m a pigtail, full bangs short skirt thrown into a whirl.
I am a big bust, tight arsed see through boiling pot of lust!
I am a thigh high patent leather boots of “come on”..now don’t feign disgust!

I am a black eyed, raggy dress, sexy legs in stripy socks.
Purple lips, curvy hips legs akimbo over the back of a chair throw my head back brush your chest with my hair.
Bend down, turn around suck my thumb roll my eyes lick your thighs…. now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.
I am a diamond encrusted dog collar, peekaboo bra, black leather cat, suit red stiletto heels making your senses reel.

Hard swelling, tightening clothes hastily ripped off knickers on the floor, against the door or try the desk …. now don’t feign disgust… now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.
I am a cheap chick, turn a trick, trip your wick, bother booted swift kick dancing down the fireman’s pole, digging deep into a hole.
Express train through the tunnel, danger spider web funnel.
Come hither don’t dither hurry up before it withers I cant wait all night are you looking for a fight….. I can do that too,especially for you. …. now don’t feign disgust… now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.

Twittering Tales #145 – 16 July 2019

Photo by Zoë Pappas at Pexels.com

The Rant Speech

I am right you are wrong a lot of people like what I am doing . I am so popular. Those who don’t agree should get out of the U. S. Go home and sort their own governmental catastrophes.
Don’t bother coming here if you don’t agree with me. If you don’t like me leave. I am incharge.
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales . (Twittering..how apt) have a nice day you’ll.

No So Much Woe Is Me.

Sunday I had a real moan about my foot, my back, my teeth and to cap it all my mobile phone fell down the toilet!

I was upset, as you will know if you read OH! Woe is Me. Well I did go on a bit but I had had a bummer of a weekend.

I am a tough cookie though and I always try to bounce back. Now my left foot and ankle is still swollen.

My back is still aching and I still have toothache but I have a new phone.

Hubby took pity on me. He not only ordered me a new phone he got me the latest model .

So though I may be hobbling and suffering from toothache I am still up and doing .

It is really an eye opener when you realise how much you depend on your phone. I can’t tell you how pleased I am to be back in touch with the world.

So thank you all so much for all your sympathy and helpful suggestions about fixes for the ill-fated phone, which is buried in rice and hiding in the airing cupboard possibly recovering. ( No sign of improvement yet, like my foot)

And again 😁 thanks to hubby. Love to you all.

WOE IS ME! A SELF PITYING RANT

It is  not  my  day  today … It  started off  with me feeling  incredibly  sick …I soldiered  on  and  got  better  as  the  morning  went on. Went out  to lunch  with  the  mother in  law  and  spent  a  few  hours  with her  …Hubby  did  some  jobs  for her . I kept  my tongue  curbed   and  took all the  barbs  she  threw  my way .

We finally  headed  home  and I took Ruby for  a walk , on returning  home  I went  to the  loo. I forgot  to  remove  my  phone  from my jeans  pocket and  said  phone  fell down the loo! ….It is not  working, Hubby  has  dried  it  with  the  hairdryer  and  all I can do is  wait …I am not  to hopeful.

It’s like  having  an arm amputated  I guess like everyone  else  my  whole life is in that  phone ..banking, address book, friends, blog, photos  absolutely  everything. No it is  not insured.

So  to  add to  my  toothache, backache  and  swollen ankle  and  foot  I  now have  a dead phone……. It  has  two  chances …..   so do I!

Okay  that’s a tad  over  the top  but  we  do keep everything on our phones ! Lesson learned . Let’s  hope things  improve  next week .  💜💜 💜💜

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 6/19 How I got from Jimmy Choo to Can’t Chew and all points in-between

This week LindaGHill said :”Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “chew/choo.” Use one or both, any way you’d like. Have fun!”

Well it’s not been a good week. I have been struggling with a painful ankle and swollen foot for several months now..

I have seen the doctor twice and she has no idea what the problem is. So far she had recommended firstly physio and secondly a podiatrist. Both have long ,LONG, waiting list so for now I hobble. No one has suggested an x-ray … probably too expensive for the likes of me. Also there is probably a long wait too. Which means no point in buying a beautiful pair of Jimmy Choo.

That’s not the only problem I have had this week, no not at all I have not been able to chew properly. I have had nasty toothache which nesscessitated a visit to the dentist. Now I have a private dentist because it is very difficult to find an NHS dental practice who is taking new patients where I live. The upside of that is I got my appointment immediately and an x-ray. The upshot of the x-ray was three possible causes for the pain. I will not bore you with them. Just a thought perhaps I should of asked if they would x-ray my foot.

Image from Pixabay

Recently I managed to get off the painkillers I was addicted to due to my back injuries so I cannot take any pain killers for my bad foot, bad tooth or even my bad back. I worried that I may start to get addicted to the over the counter pain killers too!
Anyway that’s how I got from Jimmy Choo to Can’t Chew and all points in-between. Oh!and there is one more link to the title the dentist is right by the station where you can catch the Choo Choo.

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Why Facebook Why?

Image from pixabay

Okay guys buckle up I about to have a rant. This week Facebook had stopped me from sharing any of my post from my blog? Apparently I am not alone they have also barred Annette Rochelle Aben and Ellen Best, all three of us can no longer share our blog posts on Facebook. Our crime is that our posts “Go Against Facebook Community Standards” ?

Why I hear you ask, have you been racist, radical, offering strange cooking lessons, advocated suicide self harm or other horrible things that I do not care to write down. No Annette Rochelle Aben was sharing daily angels I believe, Ellen Best’s post was about a Whale and my sin was to share two of my older posts on depression.

I am at a loss as to why this has happened.

Trying to get hold of anyone at Facebook is impossible in fact as I have said on Facebook it is easier to get a camel through the eye of a needle then it is to breach their closed doors.

I have submitted four appeals against my (all now blocked posts) and regularly checked my security box to find no new mail and the four enquiries I had sent marked X and “Closed” .

Ellen and I even went through Facebook Debugger no answer from them to either of us!

This is upsetting because even though I can read posts and comment in fact do anything but share. I belong to three groups and now I cannot share my blog like everyone else.

I am upset and angry for Annette, Ellen and myself. Please if you know how to get hold of Facebook we would be very grateful.

Hugs to all willow with clipped wings.😪

Image of a Pollarded willow from Pixabay

These are two of the poems. That are so bad!

Blackness Falls Again

Let It Cease