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That Man – A Poem
They asked me not to break things, first.
After I deconstructed their careful blockade.
They asked me not to eat them.
And I wouldn’t.
They asked me to have mercy.
Not that they needed to.
Whispers of ‘that man’.
Rang in negative ears.
Him, the naysayer.
Him, the irrepressible.
They pointed at me.
They asked me not to change them.
But I had at least to even the odds.
Break the bonds and
untie Potential.
Invite Belief
back to the fold.
Have a word with Power
just make sure he was on both sides.
When I, Inspiration, struck.
Boredom cowered.
Distraction frowned.
And the playthings of
Idle were sent to their corner.
‘There’s a time and a place’
I said. And, ‘you’ve had your fair share’.
And they asked Inspiration to be gentle.
And he just winked a smile.
YouTube Pick of The Week – ‘Worry About It Later’ – Brakes
It’s Wednesday. I know, I know it’s not your favourite day, but just chill for a second. Yep. Worry About It Later.
(Awesome lyrics as well as video by the way):
your card’s on the table
and the cat’s in the cradle
and your heart’s been skipping like a jumping bean
brain’s been waking in the sixth degrees
your time’s on the table
and you’re young fit and able
and your love’s been aching like an acorn tree
take a spin around oh one two three
it’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who
push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control
when you ain’t got love
time’s ticking tables and the new towers of babel
and your heart’s been kicking in the sixth degrees
take a look around from one to see
it’s a blue sky december
it’s your turn to remember
oh your brain’s been bursting from the broken seams
take a spin around oh one two three
it’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who
push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control
when you ain’t got love
it’s the turn of the saviors
it’s an all natural favor
and the band’s been kicking in the old kick drum
words can trickle when you start to run
and my heart’s been tazered
and my brain’s been phazered
and my feet’s been skipping like jumping beans
take a spin around oh one to sees
it’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who
push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control
when you ain’t got love
Adopt A Word
In my 26 odd years on the planet I’ve borrowed words many times, I’ve owned a t-shirt that states I’m a ‘Word Burglar’, and my love of all things wordy has found me in a job where I get to commission, edit and write them. I do things in my spare time that heavily involves them – be that freelance word bits, creative bobs, journal updates, facebook or twitter communication, or just, you know, talking to people. In fact, I should think most of us use them quite a lot.
So, why not adopt one for a year? Any word you choose (as long as it’s not already taken). The cost? £20. The cause? The education of children with speech, learning and communication difficulties – a fine reason if ever there was one to go without a few beers or a bit of extra money spent on luxuries for a week or two.The whole thing can be read about at the Adopt A Word website, you can follow @adoptaword on Twitter, and you can even buy extra merchandise once you’ve adopted a word so that you can flaunt your chosen adopted on mugs, key-rings and t-shirts.
You even get to put a little message in as to why you chose the one you did. It’s a glorious celebration of words, already taken up by the likes of Stephen Fry, Scroobious Pip, and…well, me. So get adopting!
