14th/Intro

INTRODUCTION

GLOBAL/NAPOWRIMO 2022

MY FOURTEENTH YEAR

Hi Everybody, it's that time again already where you can take the challenge of writing thirty poems (one each day) during the thirty days of April. As always, I would like to take this opportunity to wish each and every participant a very happy and creative Napowrimo. I won't be following Napowrimo prompts this year or fishing for comments, I will simply be posting a poem a day on my StraightTalkingStreetTalkingSweet bloggage at sewina(dot)blogspot(dot)com

Happy Napowrimo,

Andy

MY INTRODUCTION POEM

Here's mine:

WELCOME TO PARADISE

With the power of love and a sound mind

the children can play outside without fear

Here we go again sideways sometimes

sitting on Brown Sugar Beach

Watching the tide come in

waiting for the two suns to rise

(you have to be up early to see that happen)

up before daylight out before dawn

it's all won or lost by six in the morn

The strawberry scented ocean lapping the shore

never smelt so good as this before

Welcome to Paradise but some people

don't think that way the grass is always greener

on the other side of the pond they tell me

however I know that I know they don't know

For me this Island is the one and only Tiny Tree

the place where I've always been

the place where I will always be

My here and now on Earth taken with a pinch of salt

a hardwood honey dipper dripping honey

onto an overflowing glass of apple wine

stirred and shaken mixed with imagination

Blended into the unreality of time an eternal past

a present and a future shouting bawling screaming

the here and now from the rooftops

So your children and mine can play without fear

with the power of love and a sound mind

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World Poetry Day 2022...

 

WORLD POETRY DAY 2022

DIG IT (OR MAYBE THEY DIDN'T)

Different people read tea leaves and Coke cans

Perhaps some people read The Sunday Papers

Woolly Mammoth Remains Uncovered

Screams the back page headlines of the local rag

You could take that more ways than one of course

Did they dig it or maybe they didn't (dig it up)

Who knows you have to read the story

Of course no one has time for that these days

The Wordle and Sudoku are waiting

Or the newsprint is too small

I flick through the Mirror and the Evening News

Reading the headlines perusing the football scores

No time to read The Guardian or The Times

Nobody buys newspapers any more do they

Okay maybe some people read The Sunday Papers

Different people read tea leaves and Coke cans

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New Stuff IV

 

COWGIRL JOSS

Meet me there I'll be waiting for you 

Your long bleach blonde hair and everything

Speaking about secretive things

Rings diamonds and gold

Older than the olden days she raves

Save it for your memoirs lady

Shady as a blank sick note

Not much better than a dodgy MOT

Mother wouldn't have liked that

Thatcher roofer tiler Cowgirl Joss

Josephine not tonight baby please

Easy like you like it on the tow path

Patch it up in the long grass if you must

Trust me to be the one to fall for you

Your long bleach blonde hair mesmerising me

Meet me there I'm assuming that you'll come

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Ukraine five...

 

Andy's 150 word daily nonsense challenge

Here's mine:

A NEW FANGLED WORLD

We're all worse off than we were before

There ain't no winners in a Mickey Mouse war

It's snowing in Beijing while bombs fall like rain upon Ukraine

Be a good guy to Chou en Lai recall the chant

an' don't forget what Nixon said that Putin's a good guy too

The Siberian holiday camps are Khuilo's not Pontin's

His bullets and bombs masked by Luzhniki Stadium songs

If you're not for us he rants you're against the special operation

Even the Chinese have said it's a difficult situation

With many strands to be untangled yet

There's a new fangled world emerging out of this war

Jaw jaw what a bore if only lives weren't being lost

The Kremlin are playing chess and strategic games

and they don't give a toss they don't know the rules of cricket

They'll only know it's a sticky wicket when they're all caught out

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Ukraine four...

 

WAR FOR WARS SAKE

The soldiers came in search of something

It wasn't the lie of the land it was the lie of the man

That sent them to that land that they found

The man who needs to be able to tell his country

That he has won the war that he doesn't call a war

If the West thinks that we would step back

It does not understand us said the man

Restoration compensation evacuation

Excavation natural selection primordial soup

Inter galactic missiles we've seen nothing yet

As one city after another goes up in smoke

The buildings and the people engulfed in flames

Witches wizards warlords making spells in secret

Sending their troops into sovereign countries

Bombarding buildings against all international laws

They don't call it war they call it a spiritual choice

It's not an invasion it's the Mad Hatters tea party crusade

Restoration compensation evacuation

Excavation natural selection primordial soup

Inter galactic missiles we've seen nothing yet

Raving as a Martian stranded on the Earth's Moon

It's War for wars sake and who can escape that

His conscripts came in search of something

It wasn't the lie of the land it was the lie of the man

That sent them to that land that they found

The man who needs to be able to tell his country

That he has won the war that he doesn't call a war

Andy Sewina (c) 16.03.22

New Stuff III

 

HANDBAGS

Old apple boxes newspaper cuttings

Barrels of Whisky empty perhaps

Handbags at eight O 'Clock

Feint memories of forgotten lovers

Underground tunnels caverns uncovered

Digging for treasure in someone's back yard

Holiday postcards banded with rubber

Children's stamp albums with penny black stamps

Piggy banks overflowing with farthings

One open toed sandal one purple Doc Martin

Ten tin toy soldiers rusted to buglery

Take it on trust brass bugles don't rust

Treasures forever sweeter than honey

Gold and silver money nowhere to be found

Barrels of Whiskey empty perhaps

Old apple boxes newspaper cuttings

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Ukraine three...

RUBBER BULLETS

More experts than a betting shop full of punters what time's the next bus from Basrah don't mention the war the mercenaries are already on board rubber bullets are in short supply the cooling towers are overheating what are you going to do when the four minute warning goes up run for your life or stay and fight rubber bullets are in short supply how many tanks does it take to flatten a city how many conscripts to lose their lives for a corrupt cause why die for pie in the sky ideology rubber bullets are in short supply as the ice and snow starts to defrost Russian half track vehicles sink in the mush their freezing cold tanks vulnerable to attack from the Ukraine vigilantes rubber bullets are in short supply collaborators conspiracy theorists fake news false eyelashes blinking like Blenkinsopp social media rubber bullets are in short supply

Andy Sewina (c) 13.03.22

Ukraine two...

 

PROPAGANDA

Goosey Goosey juicy propaganda

If only this was just a war of words

Ivory Towers and Bric-a-brac claims

Helter skelter down to the bomb shelter

Going round in circles without any gains

One old lady with no one to help her

Trivialisation and who is to blame

Lying and cheating their way to oppress

Everyone knows the aggressor again

Devastation destruction recklessness

Your war crimes really don't go down too well

Tit for tat they answer back lie for lie

Lukashenko Putin partners from hell

The threat of chemical attack is nigh

If only this was just a war of words

Goosey Goosey juicy propaganda

Andy Sewina (c) 11.03.22

Ukraine one...

 

EVEN THE GOOD GUYS

Bullets not bricks for Borodyanka

Petrol bomb factories they hope will stop tanks

Men women and children people like us

Even the good guys get shot or blown up

Put out Putin the Ukraine's don't want him

Warmongers don't care about who gets shot

The good not so good and innocent Joe's

Lie together in the same unmarked graves

Miles and miles from their worst expectations

In a violent and somewhat hostile land

Now that the globe has gone bonkers again

Cities in ruins towns raised to the ground

The landscape is different where are the trees

Mass graves in Ukraine and more will die yet

Petrol bomb factories they hope will stop tanks

Bullets not bricks for Borodyanka

Andy Sewina (c) 10.03.22

New Stuff II

 

SCAREMONGERS

Make no bones about it there's no dinosaurs around

we're not digging for daises when we go to break the ground

There they were all those thousands of years ago

creating and hiding things for us to find

All of the knowledge and the secrets that they left behind

we found a fragment or three on the last ditch dig

Encoding data in stone with supernatural personas

that could travel backwards and forwards through time

Nett pollution hieroglyphics unresolved reptilian gods

snake charmers ancient astronauts and other scaremongers

They congregate in the shadows watching us

maybe they think that we are unaware

Or do they know that we know that they are really there

we're digging up our future that they buried in the past

We're not digging for daises when we go to break the ground

make no bones about it there's no dinosaurs around

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New stuff I

 

PERFORMING ELEPHANTS

You know what he taught you about what thought did don't you

he thinks that sky hooks are there for him to climb above the street

I could lift him up with one hand he's as light as a ton of feathers

of course a ton of concrete might be a different kettle of Hake

He always said that the circus was theatre in the round

performing elephants and I suppose he knew what a trapeze artist was

Never look a gift horse in the kite he says as he waters his horse

but he can't make him drink the Molotov Cocktails on offer

Animals are clever you can't talk to a car like that

but you can get dogs that put you to sleep and never wake you up

He says join the minestrone queue at the soup kitchen for egg and chips

or you'll be left with the cold cabbage slops they call consommé

First come first served but don't jib in or you'll get slung out

don't bite the canteen ladies hand or her nail polish might kill you

He thought that sky hooks were there for him to climb above the street

but you know what he taught you about what thought did don't you

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