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The Honey Queen from Galway An exercise in Symbolism There is a fine seductive reasoning, and it appears as a form of mental sickness. Like the effects of too much of the juice of the barley, it leads men to sit around, confidently bumping their gums. In this type of closed mutual admiration society, there goes on a lot of virtue flaunting and preening. Where goes Ireland today? With many so-called Republicans calling for 'open borders' and 'Globalism' and apparently enamored with that dusty old fool, Karl Marx...? Let's look at the busy, hardworking honey bee Queen, that tended all her life to her busy hive in County Galway. Through storms and winters, through cold and drought. Fighting off thieves and raiders, she and her workers & drones protected the hive. The...
to paraphrase an old song: "It's my birthday, and I'll rhyme if I want to." I scribbled a poem. I love astronomy. Seen this image? Innit awesome... Cepheus Flare I am old, But Patiently, over millions of years, And light years wide Without blood or tears I grew my wings. No-one died Across my divide And no-one sighed Past dusty rings Newly...
The Muslim Man The Muslim Man exhibits qualities that are unfortunately not unique to those of his alleged 'faith', but he provides a genus that counts amongst its depraved cult, percentage wise, a surprisingly high number of utterly useless human beings. Men who, behind the veneer and camouflage of their empty, false, ritualistic 'religiosity', exhibit in copious quantities all those...
ESO/M. Kornmesser Three Suns in an Ochre Sky In the year thirty, thirty three At Gliese six-six-seven Cee We monitored our landing thrust then touched down gently in the dust. It wasn't until the second day That I could quietly slip away. Laboriously I climbed a hill And almost choking on the thrill I turned my disbelieving eyes Up to the waiting, ochre skies And...
Small Magellanic Cloud Child of the Universe There exists a nameless, dream-like, wandering state anonymous To which, oddly, I aspire. A following of The Way, Quiet and unassuming in manner A self effacing journey of submersion Totally, without appeal into my Father's house, the Universe. Sometimes, people say kind words about my expression of my journey, My...
Victoria I never knew you, little thing But I know you liked to sing Gymnastics in your Grampa's yard Your loving Grandma keeping guard. I know you laughed and felt the sun enjoyed a ton of simple fun A 'borrowed angel', for a while With such an honest, open smile. I never knew you, little thing, So busy playing on your swing I never got to hold your hand And...
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