tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57877458805618888782024-03-13T06:28:10.461-07:00AG LeydenIt is all around us. Beauty, love, war, politics, religion, illness, homelessness tragedy, joy and sorrow. It must all make sense to someone?
Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.comBlogger192125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-26854993949052069662023-03-05T15:17:00.004-08:002023-07-06T12:03:29.910-07:00Electricity.<p> Imagine a world with no electronic devices</p><p>Machineries are static</p><p>Everything stops if we unplug the planet</p><p>It seems</p><p>As i look around me</p><p>It is not a mind set</p><p>Shared by the zombified</p><p>Who have never experienced</p><p>A retro life</p><p>Before such convenience</p><p><br /></p><p>Our ancestors, kins men</p><p>Had to an art</p><p>Living this life</p><p>With no need for sparks</p><p>Unless from the smithy</p><p>As he shaped you a tool</p><p>Before electricity</p><p>We carved the world differently</p><p>Labour intensive</p><p>Skills long forgotten</p><p>No extension required</p><p><br /></p><p>If we were to fall</p><p>Way back in time</p><p>If all of the power</p><p>Suddenly</p><p>Went off at once</p><p>If you were me</p><p>How would you light the fire</p><p>When the lighter runs out.</p><p><br /></p><p>AGL</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-90287871460688289642022-07-29T16:33:00.005-07:002022-08-01T11:11:32.969-07:00Judgement.<p style="text-align: center;"> He's not usually one </p><p style="text-align: center;">That you'd expect to see</p><p style="text-align: center;"> Here</p><p style="text-align: center;">That strange looking guy</p><p style="text-align: center;">Over there by the chair</p><p style="text-align: center;">The one by the puggie</p><p style="text-align: center;">Him</p><p style="text-align: center;">In the blue jean's</p><p style="text-align: center;">Standing not sitting</p><p style="text-align: center;">Yeah</p><p style="text-align: center;">That's him there</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">He looks kinda shifty</p><p style="text-align: center;">He worries me some</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Really</p><p style="text-align: center;">My friend</p><p style="text-align: center;"> What gives you </p><p style="text-align: center;">The right</p><p style="text-align: center;">To be</p><p style="text-align: center;">Judging the strangers</p><p style="text-align: center;">You meet in your life</p><p style="text-align: center;">You don't know </p><p style="text-align: center;">Who that is</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Is it his jacket </p><p style="text-align: center;">The raincoat</p><p style="text-align: center;">His hat</p><p style="text-align: center;">Does he have a strange walk</p><p style="text-align: center;">Tell you what pal</p><p style="text-align: center;">Just fuck right off!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">That man is a father</p><p style="text-align: center;">A brother</p><p style="text-align: center;">Someones kin</p><p style="text-align: center;">An uncle</p><p style="text-align: center;">A warrior?</p><p style="text-align: center;">A son</p><p style="text-align: center;">He has worked for a lifetime </p><p style="text-align: center;">Providing the staples</p><p style="text-align: center;">Always trustworthy</p><p style="text-align: center;">Ever capable</p><p style="text-align: center;">Hes not here to hurt you</p><p style="text-align: center;">Go on</p><p style="text-align: center;">Let him be</p><p style="text-align: center;">He is not troubling me</p><p style="text-align: center;">Leave it alone</p><p style="text-align: center;">You're the first one to panic </p><p style="text-align: center;">When thing start</p><p style="text-align: center;">To go wrong</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">AGL</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-33020789164515660452021-12-23T14:49:00.002-08:002021-12-23T14:51:06.339-08:00I've seen things too.<p> For all of the places I've never seen </p><p>Scenic wonders or a well constructed Edifice adorned by the intricacies </p><p>Of the masons chisel </p><p>A white sandy beach on the aqua Caribbean </p><p>Stretching to a distant headland </p><p>Whos vista is disturbed by a Barbadian summers haze </p><p>A European forest where I might walk for one week among trees in their </p><p>Natural habitat </p><p>I've never sat at the stern of a liner </p><p>midway between here and there </p><p>No land glimpses above the endless curving </p><p>Horizons </p><p>In every direction </p><p>I've never seen these things first hand </p><p>With both of my bespectacled eyes </p><p>Only in two dimensions </p><p>From another's point of view </p><p>Maybe one day </p><p>But then again </p><p>I see what is in front of me </p><p>Beautiful </p><p>And </p><p>Ugly </p><p>Kindly, respectfully </p><p>Despairingly and compassionately </p><p>Just like you. </p><p><br /></p><p>AGL</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-51164650878638319522021-05-04T14:42:00.004-07:002021-05-04T14:42:44.340-07:00The light and the shadows <p> Gone are the strings</p><p>Snipped by sharp scissors </p><p>Each coloured chord</p><p>Holding you tethered</p><p>Unevenly severed</p><p>You might topple</p><p>Hard as it is</p><p>To keep both feet on the ground</p><p>The stresses and strains</p><p>Want to drag you away</p><p><br /></p><p>The green ones a burden</p><p>As are the others</p><p>All shades</p><p>Pulling you upwards</p><p>Out of your comfort</p><p>For now anchored firmly</p><p>As you sharpen the cutter</p><p>Snipping each one</p><p>It might take a long time</p><p>To cut your way free</p><p>But best cutting something</p><p>That is not you or me</p><p><br /></p><p>The circle disperses</p><p>As your ills sail away</p><p>Up into the heavens</p><p>Where they pop </p><p>Dropping the stresses</p><p>Like cold stinging rain</p><p>Unforgiving torrents</p><p>Of psychological pain</p><p><br /></p><p>When we are free</p><p>Living right now</p><p>Looking back when it's over</p><p>Or at least </p><p>Under smaller clouds </p><p><br /></p><p>Think of the colours</p><p>You released over time </p><p>Embrace summer showers</p><p>Dance in the rain</p><p>Or sit in the quiet</p><p>Enjoy a quieter brain</p><p>Place bare feet firmly</p><p>On wild open ground</p><p><br /></p><p>You've employed all times wisely</p><p>To redress the balance </p><p>Followed an instinct</p><p>Discovered new talents</p><p>Walked in the country</p><p>With mud on your boots</p><p>Went on a journey</p><p>Established stronger roots.</p><p><br /></p><p>AGL</p><p><br /></p><p>From out of the shadows </p><p>He steps with his hat on</p><p>Dark wool that's itching</p><p>As he claws with brown fingers</p><p>Relief for a time </p><p><br /></p><p>Head crouched so low</p><p>Folks can wonder</p><p> If he is pained </p><p>Some are afraid</p><p>But he's not a monster</p><p>Shoulders are aching</p><p>Fingers chewed raw</p><p>Hes out for tobacco </p><p>Then home he will run</p><p>Back to his solitude</p><p>Safe in his place</p><p>Friends who have forgotten </p><p>That he is a mate.</p><p>(#Mental health awareness. think of an old friend who might be caught up, in battles with demons, alone, scared, unemployed. </p><p>Or a single parent family</p><p>The old boy next door</p><p>Wee Mary from down the road</p><p>Humanity in folks shines like </p><p>Gentle silver shimmer </p><p>On a mountain Lochan </p><p>Serene</p><p>Saving</p><p>Giving</p><p>Warming</p><p>Loving</p><p>Human?</p><p>Loyal</p><p>Supporting</p><p>Feed the homeless if you can</p><p>Or offer clothing</p><p>The odd coffee</p><p>To the guy you walk past who his begging</p><p>If you've a heel</p><p>Be more helpful</p><p>Don't offer scorn </p><p>What if it was you</p><p>Bad things may happen</p><p>You don't know?</p><p>Warms his bones </p><p>Aching, forlorn.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-88680561730420923682020-08-26T18:32:00.004-07:002022-04-13T09:35:42.884-07:00Life doesn't always...A cold dripping mist enveloped me in its cloak<div>It lifted me on to a cloud</div><div>Strewn with bolts of lightning</div><div>Invisible bumps caused me to stumble</div><div>Reminding me while crouching forwards </div><div>That it is alright to be humble</div><div>You can always get back up</div><div><br /></div><div>It came to me slowly</div><div>Through help and assistance</div><div>That in the past</div><div>This life I love was littered with persistence</div><div>Ever the fidget </div><div>Always moving</div><div>When I sat down</div><div>My body kept rigid</div><div>Relaxation beyond me</div><div>Such, busy 'ness' as liquid</div><div>Flowing all the time</div><div>Never meeting any obstacle</div><div>No still pools with membranes </div><div>Insects dart across</div><div><br /></div><div>If you've been touched by illness</div><div>Or longing</div><div>Ever been down further</div><div>Than anyone can fathom</div><div>Watched an edge and thought about jumping</div><div>Stared at the sea for too long some evenings</div><div>I hope my friend you simply keep breathing</div><div>And die full of wrinkles, a turtle in pringle</div><div>Not tragically reported in a five line obituary</div><div>Lost to the world a spot on your legacy</div><div>Causing too much pain and heartache</div><div>To those who lived with you and knew you</div><div>They'd noticed a change for sure?</div><div>They thought you were surly and low </div><div>I hope you save them a blow </div><div>For your sake soothe your soul</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Once in a while the top comes off</div><div>Upside down the stuff comes out</div><div>Later you try to put it all back</div><div>Into a box or another container</div><div>Something so handy you can get rid of it later</div><div>Medicinal intervention</div><div>Supports your own intention</div><div>If you want to find your way</div><div>To relax with each exhalation </div><div>To not be afraid of internal persuasion</div><div>That might lead you to the wrong destination</div><div>Get back to yourself the one you know well</div><div>Not the stranger who stares from the mirror</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>AGL</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-13911854696255749392020-04-29T23:45:00.001-07:002020-04-29T23:45:31.452-07:00Keep it steady.Building on foundations<br />
With bricks made of stress<br />
Results in them crumbling<br />
When the tower gets higher<br />
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They cant stand the weight<br />
It presses them down<br />
Each one a brother<br />
Baked in the same kiln<br />
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Placed on a different day<br />
Events can vary<br />
Some are scary<br />
Other you might lay yourself<br />
Being too serious<br />
Or maybe appear petty<br />
<br />
Morally up a gear<br />
Offended by the slightest<br />
Humour led image<br />
Or joke that offends you<br />
Perhaps it went past you<br />
You hold much sterner views<br />
When it comes to right and wrong<br />
<br />
You have your reasons<br />
Why should we judge you?<br />
<br />
But nevertheless<br />
If I might suggest<br />
Take a chill<br />
It helps support you<br />
Worry about important things<br />
The rest is only<br />
Sandless mortar<br />
The tower may fall<br />
Destroying you<br />
<br />
As you grow taller<br />
Then perhaps shorter<br />
As you stoop into your old age<br />
Turn a different page<br />
Laugh a little<br />
Have some fun<br />
Yeah be a true one<br />
That's a bonus<br />
Kindness and all that<br />
Jingle jangle<br />
<br />
Don't attack the structures<br />
That keep you from toppling<br />
The maintenance crew<br />
Is already working<br />
And has been<br />
For way to long.<br />
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AGL<br />
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<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-8392950078132478142020-04-22T03:49:00.001-07:002020-04-26T14:45:42.384-07:00It's about now.Modern times<br />
We live in<br />
Historic some may say<br />
Everything is history<br />
Quicker than you can say<br />
Memories are hidden<br />
Sometimes we obscure<br />
Facts that speak with truth to us<br />
Revealing mistakes weve made<br />
Maybe in a conversation<br />
Or in something left unsaid?<br />
A joke you made quite innocently<br />
At another mans expense?<br />
<br />
Perhaps we wish we'd done things differently<br />
Spoken with respect, amicable positivity<br />
Laughed more quietly<br />
Not raised our voices<br />
Made better choices<br />
Not stolen the chocolate bar<br />
Or the radio from anothers car<br />
Not said I love you to one who destroyed you<br />
Never went to that place<br />
Passed through the wrong gates<br />
The trip that concerned you<br />
Nightmares came true?<br />
If we are not careful<br />
Peril and danger<br />
Go with your friends<br />
Never with strangers<br />
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<br />
<br />
Now you look back with a little regret<br />
No point in that my human friends<br />
Lifes for living<br />
It's about today<br />
Moving ahead to the new tomorrow<br />
Our time right here might just be borrowed<br />
You can't go back<br />
There's no path to follow<br />
Any way<br />
You might be mistaken<br />
Just move on<br />
Don't feel forsaken<br />
What you have now<br />
Is loving with care<br />
A marriage a partner<br />
<br />
Children<br />
<br />
Parents<br />
<br />
Friends aplenty<br />
Solid relations<br />
Social time when you're able<br />
Book a holiday<br />
When you can?<br />
Eat out from home<br />
A clean fresh table<br />
Be creative make a difference<br />
If possible be of value during this existence.<br />
Maybe you need to exert constant persistence<br />
Or you'll look back later<br />
But not with petulance<br />
It's too late now<br />
You've woken the dragon<br />
The fiery fury<br />
Burn't you badly<br />
Now sooth your ills<br />
You are quite safe<br />
Everybody makes mistakes.<br />
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AGL<br />
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<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-366787554552735022020-03-10T03:43:00.001-07:002020-04-22T02:26:19.887-07:00The trouble with dreams<div align="center">
I had a dream one night that I had taken a fall</div>
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Spinning as I plummeted</div>
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Out of control</div>
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I fell from a mountain</div>
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From way up so high<br />
From then on my friends<br />
I was sure I would die.<br />
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As I fell<br />
The mists parted<br />
The green land below<br />
Rushing towards me<br />
Barreling, rolling<br />
Brief glimpses of earth<br />
Not soft and inviting<br />
But harshly defining<br />
Quite fatal and instant<br />
I raged and I cursed<br />
<br />
I closed my eyes<br />
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Emotions ran wild<br />
<br />
Laughing inevitably<br />
Crying with fear<br />
Knowing my adrenaline<br />
Could not help me get clear<br />
Running is futile when you cant reach the ground<br />
Fighting the air would have been stupid<br />
It's not even there<br />
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Now I'm not an eagle<br />
No wings to catch drafts<br />
No grace in my flight<br />
As I rocketed down<br />
All hope was floundering<br />
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What of a haystack<br />
Or a large mountain loch<br />
A soft woodland canopy<br />
A pool owned by a family<br />
A mattress so soft?<br />
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<br />
The seconds seemed longer<br />
Like minutes my friend<br />
Slow-mo<br />
In trauma<br />
Is common I hear<br />
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The height of the mountain was Scottish<br />
Not alpine<br />
I thought that by now<br />
I should have bit the harsh dust<br />
I wanted to awaken so much was the terror<br />
Had I fell<br />
Was I pushed<br />
Had I jumped to end all?<br />
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In dreams i believe there is<br />
No sense in logic<br />
We are shown all before us<br />
Unable to take the lead<br />
Our psyche will conjure<br />
The stories you read<br />
Pictorial representatives<br />
Of when you're awake<br />
Or visions of fact obscured and<br />
Ransacked<br />
By years or by hours<br />
Of memories slack<br />
When dreams become reality<br />
Thoughts might become facts<br />
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Now<br />
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The imminence of endings<br />
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No waking in sweat<br />
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No stumbling out of the bed<br />
Disorientated<br />
Frenzied<br />
Upset by the alarm call inside of my head<br />
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I breathed in my last<br />
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Quaking<br />
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Distressing<br />
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Momentary<br />
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Short<br />
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All hope of waking<br />
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Lost.<br />
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Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-23033151345486042942020-02-03T13:52:00.000-08:002020-02-03T13:56:55.908-08:00Is all hope lost?They tear at me<br />
Ripping and shredding<br />
Bloodlines appear<br />
The ragged nail pattern<br />
Blood lines come to me<br />
To tear at the remnants of my fastbeating heart<br />
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I am not perfection<br />
Nor conceited in my thinking<br />
That I ever have been<br />
I've made mistakes<br />
Said wrong things<br />
In stupid places<br />
Tried to help<br />
But was mainly just a conveyance<br />
<br />
Love can't be forced<br />
But hate can leave all hope lost<br />
Emotional turmoil<br />
Tears fall<br />
Tears fall<br />
<br />
It does not matter how loudly I call<br />
They cannot hear me<br />
Have no reasons to find the truth<br />
Of this mans life<br />
Hanging by a slender efficient knife<br />
Opened veins drain me out<br />
Silently sleeping<br />
Silently sleeping<br />
<br />
The fear is mine alone<br />
If I blink I might be gone<br />
I search and search but there is no trace<br />
Of what I've thought on things before<br />
I once was happy<br />
Singing always<br />
I once had laughter<br />
Tears now blind me<br />
I once felt that it was possible<br />
Now that feeling has surely gone<br />
<br />
<br />
Perceptions gained of lifes experience<br />
May allow different pondering<br />
But time slips past and I am hidden<br />
Within myself<br />
The dark souless corridors<br />
Hold me fast<br />
No escape<br />
No escape<br />
It's far too late<br />
<br />
<br />
Will they hear me<br />
Will they hear me<br />
Can they feel my pain<br />
Hiding my tears<br />
Hasn't worked up until now<br />
<br />
Should I wait for seasons to turn around<br />
Years to pass<br />
Grey hairs calling<br />
I can't shout that loud<br />
<br />
Too caught up in their own lives<br />
I am here<br />
Shine a light that I might see<br />
Wave to me<br />
From the diminishing gloom<br />
<br />
If hope is gone<br />
I am lost<br />
I am lost.<br />
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AGL<br />
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<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-22065748836147576892020-01-15T09:29:00.001-08:002020-09-08T14:11:04.206-07:00Fight for your life.The soft sand ridden muddy path<br />
Under my feet<br />
Is cushioned for me by sturdy black boots<br />
<br />
Sloppy, slick slimy navigating as every part of my leg plays a part in keeping me upright<br />
Sinews twist, the cramping ageing muscles uncomfortably held in kilter<br />
<br />
Heading for home<br />
Light retreats<br />
The ever arriving daily dusk clocks in<br />
I can't see the car quite yet.<br />
<br />
This place takes me away<br />
But only for a short time<br />
Drudgery<br />
Routine<br />
Work<br />
Though enjoyable<br />
Wears at one<br />
Through time, burdened by the worries of others<br />
Chinks appear, cracks of darkness on a golden life<br />
<br />
Wandering, watching twigs may snap<br />
Wind blown pine trees sing in high pitched terror<br />
Birds dart<br />
Rabbits unseen?<br />
But for borrows<br />
Buzzards soar<br />
A red kite adorned a fence post<br />
Squirrels elusive<br />
Watching<br />
Just in case<br />
I might see one race by<br />
Even in the periphery of either eye<br />
<br />
A busy head is a safe head?<br />
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Freedom from worries<br />
Eating and gnawing<br />
Snatching at anything that will offset these thoughts<br />
Let the wind carry me<br />
I could be<br />
Searching for currents<br />
Awash in the bounty<br />
Lost to the deep<br />
Cutting impulsively<br />
Carrying through<br />
Desperate to sleep<br />
Impulsively leaving<br />
By the opening trap door<br />
A decision made<br />
There would be no going back<br />
Memories wither, the decaying flowers<br />
Once so cheering<br />
Now but compost<br />
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<br />
The truth of life<br />
Is mostly pleasant<br />
The light the glory<br />
Summers sun<br />
Autumn shining<br />
Foliage, in resplendance<br />
Ready to fall<br />
When strong thrown gusts<br />
Shake leaves loose<br />
I've watched them fall heard that sound<br />
The curled up corpses laying themselves to rest<br />
Cold air in rushes<br />
Snuggle in<br />
<br />
The love the care I have and hold<br />
The bonds that make us who we are<br />
All of this keeps me trying<br />
To be alive<br />
To not fail by dying<br />
<br />
<br />
Look for comfort when darkness finds you<br />
Choose the trees<br />
Wander in nature<br />
Walk the dogs<br />
Cycle, explore<br />
I'll always be trying<br />
To live to do more<br />
Existing as a human<br />
What's in a name?<br />
Ordinary man<br />
If I work I get paid<br />
<br />
You've got to have something<br />
<br />
That fights through the pain<br />
<br />
Creative endeavour or musical fiddling<br />
Cookery skills or literally thinking<br />
The words of an author weaving his tapestry<br />
The pictures you conjure.<br />
Might stop your head from sending you<br />
Out with a pet<br />
On a dark blown night<br />
The nine o'clock train is due at the bay.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
The wind hurries me toward the car<br />
Once inside I close the door<br />
As dusk ascends<br />
The shadow hour<br />
Music on, head for home<br />
Always driving<br />
Stay on the road<br />
Mind the traffic<br />
An accident would be truly tragic?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
AGL<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-70121199633969365982019-10-20T23:59:00.000-07:002019-10-20T23:59:27.055-07:00She Glides.She glides<br />
<br />
She minds<br />
If someone does her wrong<br />
She cares<br />
With all of motherly heart of hearts<br />
She loves<br />
Enjoyment, passions shared<br />
She cries<br />
When injustice is offered as punishment<br />
By country's near and far<br />
She will live<br />
We hope<br />
Until she is bent and old<br />
She is happy<br />
When things start going her way<br />
She is funny<br />
Intelligent In an unusual way ☺<br />
Her worry<br />
Causes bumps sometimes<br />
Nervous<br />
In a crowded place.<br />
Unsociable<br />
She'd tell you herself<br />
An hour<br />
Then home to bed<br />
<br />
<br />
He<br />
Does not think like that<br />
He prefers<br />
To hang around<br />
Still similar<br />
In many ways<br />
He will love her<br />
Until the end of life<br />
They share a home<br />
Decades together<br />
Kids moving on<br />
In each others pocket<br />
Time apart<br />
Can mend a heart<br />
Stress release<br />
From occupational meetings<br />
Tribulations in familial relations.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-43125871961587115232019-05-09T13:16:00.002-07:002019-05-09T13:16:12.481-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-85226248563032412852019-04-12T10:17:00.001-07:002019-04-12T10:17:37.952-07:00Mother's dayMother's day shopping caused me to wobble<br />
In the shop<br />
I walked out<br />
As I trembled<br />
No more buying two cards<br />
Our mum has gone<br />
Seeing her family<br />
Beyond the clouds<br />
<br />
I was surprised<br />
But maybe I shouldn't be<br />
It was only December<br />
When angels came calling<br />
Her failing health<br />
Made her unable<br />
To keep going in this life<br />
In pain but kept stable<br />
She died free of pain<br />
The drugs they enabled<br />
Comfort in life<br />
As last breaths escaped her<br />
<br />
Sleep well our wee mammy<br />
I hope you are around us<br />
Give our regards<br />
To those who went before<br />
My head fills with fleeting<br />
Moments of sorrow<br />
You loved us unquestioned<br />
Put food on your table<br />
<br />
Sleep well now the mother<br />
Awake on a new day<br />
You won't remember us<br />
Now in a different place<br />
Alive again<br />
Sing with the angels.<br />
<br />
AGL.Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-38859879788734211602018-12-17T12:48:00.000-08:002018-12-17T12:48:11.566-08:00Folks.<br />
<br />
Anxiety threatens security<br />
Compounds the stress<br />
Optimism demands you be positive<br />
Outlook confounds dismay<br />
<br />
Should we expect failure?<br />
<br />
<br />
Love and laughter<br />
Or tears and hate<br />
Kindness follows you<br />
If you give of yourself without looking for consequence<br />
Receive in kind if luck prevails upon you<br />
A truth of life<br />
The Good of you honoured so<br />
You realise more of your worth<br />
When kindness favours you<br />
<br />
<br />
Avoid the scumbags<br />
They will drag you under<br />
Out of breath<br />
You cough and splutter<br />
True to your self<br />
The Air is clean<br />
Oxygen<br />
Not monoxide fumes.<br />
Plagued by misery<br />
Stuck in their own lives<br />
Choking on the misfortune of others<br />
They are sometimes victims<br />
Of a life less fortunate<br />
<br />
Adventurous<br />
Or cautiously treading<br />
Fearful of the world out side of windows<br />
Most going by are truly honest<br />
<br />
Wealth is determined<br />
Not by cash<br />
<br />
Abundance in caring<br />
For everyone<br />
Fills your wallet and your pockets<br />
Helps the old cover a draught<br />
Create a smile and a laugh<br />
Not a tear in hungry bellies<br />
A stressful existence<br />
Expecting the worst each day as a future<br />
Peppered by debt<br />
Weans are all threadbare<br />
<br />
Working hard<br />
Paying the toll<br />
Safe and secure when you get old<br />
Healthy and hearty when you're a kid<br />
<br />
A care for the others who are so out of reach<br />
Misery and torment visiting too much<br />
On lives carried off by gluttonous pigs<br />
Who could cure of the suffering<br />
At least offer food<br />
Borders staying open<br />
The great and the good<br />
Community<br />
Honour<br />
Humanities revealed<br />
By the hearts of our brethren<br />
Each of us kings<br />
As queens they are equal<br />
Our spouse's or friends<br />
Family is forever<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-85125049305955019702018-10-10T12:11:00.002-07:002018-10-10T12:11:37.932-07:00You.I could not be you<br />
Take away the pain<br />
I just had to watch<br />
Helpless<br />
Driven nearly insane<br />
<br />
I wish time was a healer<br />
Could be put into reverse<br />
Drying your tears<br />
Seeing through your eyes<br />
Stung by incomprehension<br />
But knowledgeable still<br />
You knew it might happen<br />
But hoped it would never occur<br />
<br />
I wish I was me<br />
Free from your sorrow<br />
I'm weak and I know<br />
Sometimes life is just borrowed<br />
<br />
I am only I<br />
Never can I know<br />
Just how you felt<br />
Slow motion surreality<br />
An existence so shallow<br />
Filled to the brim with excesses of sorrow<br />
The best of hopes only have a chance to arrive<br />
If you're still alive tomorrow<br />
<br />
<br />
...<br />
<br />
I wish I was you<br />
To carry the load<br />
Even for a short time<br />
Till the worst of it ends.<br />
We met for a short time<br />
My time will come also<br />
<br />
Now fly with the wind<br />
Your heart is free<br />
Sometimes<br />
We are far from home<br />
It was too hard to stay<br />
Take care young explorer<br />
We will meet again<br />
<br />
Those who tried to guide you<br />
Onto solid ground<br />
Steady your ship<br />
Help you stand proud<br />
Will keep trying to help others<br />
In the ways they know how<br />
I hope we have learned<br />
That sometimes no matter what<br />
The decision to leave<br />
Is too strong to stop<br />
<br />
Now you are dead<br />
Free from your pain<br />
Sleep well in the other place<br />
Summer for ever<br />
Sweet is the air<br />
The sun on you forehead<br />
The warm wind lifts your hair<br />
Running quite freely<br />
With those who went before<br />
<br />
Those left behind will forever mourn<br />
Sadness envelopes<br />
The strongest of men<br />
Never forgetting<br />
A young one has gone.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-10018867971915576492018-05-11T11:19:00.001-07:002019-12-07T07:36:59.188-08:00Physgill.<br />
<br />
Watch the swiftly feeding swallow<br />
Sun outside<br />
But not it in the hollows<br />
Of the shrubs and the greenery<br />
Fresh cut lawn<br />
Hydrangea, Rose<br />
Honeysuckle aroma<br />
<br />
The fields with the peas,<br />
A sea of swaying green<br />
Moves like an ocean<br />
The sound of the trees<br />
Moved and being shaken<br />
By the summertime breeze<br />
<br />
<br />
Cattle in the drive way<br />
Pheasants shouting loudly<br />
The deer are cautious<br />
Barn owls swoop in darkness<br />
Caught by car lights<br />
Badger scurried across the road<br />
Foxes rare<br />
The game keepers gun.<br />
<br />
<br />
A lamb down a tree trunk<br />
Discovered by Rosalind<br />
Pulled out by a farmer<br />
Care for injured falconry<br />
Rescued for love<br />
Of all that was around us<br />
The freedom<br />
The tranquility<br />
The sea and the solway<br />
Not too far away<br />
<br />
The Glen with her garlic<br />
Appetizing rambling<br />
Down to the shore<br />
Where pebbles and boulders<br />
You arrive at the bay.<br />
<br />
The cave has a host<br />
A man in a smock<br />
Ninian the monk<br />
Later canonised<br />
Who sat in meditation<br />
Considering faithfulness<br />
Sheltered from harm.<br />
<br />
Contemplation<br />
Causes me to ponder<br />
I miss beautiful Physgill<br />
In the south of the Machars<br />
<br />
AGL<br />
<br />
<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-75628397199368388252018-03-01T08:52:00.001-08:002018-09-24T01:40:22.143-07:00I do not understand?The sensitive trigger depresses<br />
Mechanical ease<br />
Index finger pulls it closer<br />
To the disturbed individual<br />
Gaunt body<br />
Gnarled and blistered dreams<br />
Brought him to 'his' place<br />
<br />
Twenty rounds fly out<br />
One follows another<br />
Velocity and impact<br />
Innocence destroyed<br />
While watching from the next room<br />
Some pretend not to hear<br />
<br />
<br />
Misadventure?<br />
Not understood?<br />
Driven by misery<br />
Tortured by a development<br />
That fucked with his head<br />
The person who murders<br />
To such an extent<br />
Invisible as troubled<br />
Hidden?<br />
From those he has met?<br />
<br />
<br />
Would it be possible<br />
In an empty hand<br />
No recoil to manage<br />
Avoiding death <br />
Mindless carnage<br />
Never seen<br />
Without a gun<br />
Teenage angst<br />
Might be more quickly appeased<br />
Not made all of the worse<br />
As<br />
Lives are extinguished<br />
<br />
<br />
Misunderstood?<br />
<br />
<br />
Really boy?<br />
<br />
<br />
PLEASE!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Pleading for lives<br />
Hardly realised<br />
Seems impotent and useless<br />
It is hard to hear above the rat a tat tat<br />
The screams produced loudly<br />
Panic and flight<br />
Or protected by a doorway<br />
The border of hope<br />
<br />
Mr politician<br />
Who covets national history<br />
Read and be taught<br />
Chinese whispers have fooled you all<br />
This is not right<br />
Offering collateral<br />
A nod to the right<br />
<br />
A constitution<br />
based on Militias<br />
Time moves on<br />
Developing society?<br />
Jefferson knew<br />
He explained with clarity<br />
Barbarism should be<br />
Always<br />
Confined to history<br />
A man does not wear the jacket<br />
He got<br />
From his mother one day<br />
When he was but a boy<br />
Come on now Sammy<br />
Take away his toys<br />
<br />
Gun laws?<br />
<br />
<br />
What is the point?<br />
<br />
<br />
Unless you are a hunter<br />
Why have an assault rifle<br />
The chicken laid the egg<br />
Scrambled my brain<br />
Incomprehensible<br />
To me<br />
Is it all to you?<br />
<br />
<br />
It seems easy to change<br />
With words and with pens<br />
Ban the automatics<br />
What is wrong with that friends.<br />
<br />
<br />
AGL<br />
<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-62978307411004650612017-11-11T05:05:00.001-08:002017-11-12T07:35:30.825-08:00War, Ypres and society.We all go away<br />
We die one day<br />
But not too young please<br />
Not too young<br />
<br />
On your terms<br />
Is the preferable option<br />
As best as you can<br />
As best as you can<br />
Not extinguished<br />
On another's say<br />
Sent there on the decisions of others<br />
For betterment?<br />
Lest men should faulter<br />
<br />
Lose some fields<br />
Spend more money<br />
It's not sarcastic<br />
Or slightly funny<br />
When the funds for war<br />
Would have us imagine<br />
That culling is<br />
The economical option<br />
Not sitting round to discuss the hordes of soldiers<br />
Trim the fat<br />
From every nation<br />
The rank and file are sure<br />
A safer workstation<br />
Would be better<br />
With some weekend fun and recreation<br />
<br />
War and thunder<br />
Takes them away<br />
The battle of Ypres<br />
The first brigade<br />
The London Scots and the Cameron men<br />
The Black watch played<br />
As comrades died<br />
Laments respectful<br />
Chests with pride<br />
Fingers softly<br />
Caress the chanter<br />
The boys get by<br />
By using banter<br />
<br />
On every side<br />
The sands are mud<br />
The mists of time<br />
The guardsmen lunge<br />
National expansion?<br />
Or society driven<br />
Social distraction<br />
Vile attraction<br />
<br />
<br />
The bugle sounds at the end of the day<br />
Fields of blood<br />
Haigs poppies sway<br />
Honour them<br />
Every one<br />
Those who lived<br />
The others not fortunate<br />
The scale of such carnage<br />
Is so disproportionate<br />
<br />
How history sticks<br />
Ghosts standing proud<br />
They should not have perished<br />
Some not found<br />
Beside their mithers<br />
Is where they should have stayed<br />
Should have remained<br />
Built and played.<br />
Out in industry earning payment<br />
Not ducking and shaking<br />
Scared afraid<br />
Adrenalin valour<br />
Fight or die<br />
A final tear escapes his eye<br />
<br />
Choices made by authorities<br />
Gracious?<br />
Outrage expressed by the rich and famous<br />
They don't know what it could ever be like<br />
Unless they've served nation's with pride<br />
Wee Jimmy served<br />
And Jimmy died.<br />
<br />
Pens are dipped<br />
In the tarnished corridors<br />
Signing texts<br />
To make them orders<br />
Make wee Jimmy go off to ypres<br />
Let wee Johnny see his friends set free<br />
Watch as Tommy sinks beneath<br />
Watch our Charlie now deceased<br />
Ordered over<br />
Whistles bled<br />
Hollow shrill<br />
The Earth is stained<br />
The Earth is stained<br />
<br />
Greed and dysfunction.<br />
Self serving establishment?<br />
Lords and their chums<br />
Narrow minded beaurocrats?<br />
<br />
<br />
Cleaned and loaded<br />
Machine gun fire<br />
Choking gases<br />
Small stove fires<br />
<br />
Conflicts made of the endeavours of men<br />
To show another they will defend<br />
While stirring tea in China cups<br />
The squaddies trudge up to their limit<br />
Why are the privileged not among it?<br />
Hold the spoon<br />
A biscuit colonel?<br />
Or perhaps a brandy<br />
Regiments sink<br />
In fetid insanity<br />
<br />
Rats and lice<br />
The stench of people<br />
Horses killed<br />
Saddles absent<br />
Harness Mark's<br />
Near starvation<br />
Both sides now<br />
Scarred forever<br />
Blood and tears formed a river<br />
Evaporated<br />
Flash bang thunder<br />
<br />
Tommy's gone<br />
Epitaphs message<br />
This lowly lad<br />
Was a credit<br />
He took his place<br />
On Belgian meadows<br />
Close our eyes<br />
Try to imagine<br />
The harrowing horror<br />
Some lads witnessed<br />
<br />
Take the men who sent them over<br />
Ideologically<br />
Lies and spinning<br />
In the great war nobody was winning<br />
<br />
Give the 'elite' a helmet<br />
Some socks and combat boots<br />
Wee Johnny can stay at home<br />
Watching his children grow to adulthood<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Let the few kill one another<br />
If the feelings running strongly enough<br />
Save the generations<br />
Working men<br />
Who might still be sent to war<br />
They should not feel responsible<br />
For suicidal actions<br />
They done what they were told<br />
Or shot for desertion.<br />
A tactical win<br />
Specific action<br />
<br />
The white cross<br />
Stands<br />
Silent and still<br />
Beneath the grass<br />
Johnny sleeps<br />
Disquiet and storm clouds<br />
Took him under<br />
He passed he thinks<br />
From heroic intention<br />
King and honour<br />
He was worthy<br />
Indoctrinated into doing what's right<br />
Johnny stood and Johnny fought<br />
A candle flickers<br />
In the window tonight.<br />
<br />
<br />
AGL.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-60390486300662808232017-10-17T05:45:00.004-07:002022-03-05T17:34:13.915-08:00Stresses and strains.I love this life<br />
Its good to be alive<br />
Despite the distractions<br />
That lose us sometimes<br />
Stressed out by working<br />
You just can't decide<br />
If it would be easier<br />
Just living<br />
Unsheltered, outside<br />
<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Chilled in the winter<br />
Cardboard no shelter<br />
Continuing to grind it out<br />
The next day no better<br />
Sometimes when working<br />
You can leave for two weeks<br />
dealing with the pressures<br />
The way you know how<div>Off down to benidorm</div><div>Escape the home town<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
You'll go on a holiday off of west coast of Africa<br />
See some old friends<br />
You could meet in canaria<br />
You might go with your wife<br />
Rejoicing in your life<br />
<br />
You realise quite quickly that<br />
Staying on at the factory<br />
Paying your way in this sunny weather<br />
Is cheaper forever, tacticly<br />
Peter and Paul<br />
Safe from sneaky robbery<br />
You kept your money in the bank<br />
Despite all the temptations<br />You found on e-bay</div><div>It wasn't easy</div><div>But you survived<br />
<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
You might be entrenched<br />
With all kinds of debtors<br />
Fearfully receiving the red ones demanding<br />
Without all this shit<br />
Each day could be outstanding<br />
<br /><br />
Stresses and strains continue<br />
Reprimanding<br />
Any notion of you landing<br />
Squarely on your feet<br />
A wish for more dinners<br />
Plentiful bounty<br />
Children need fed<br />
So that they are healthy and sturdy<br />
<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Everyone one is stressed sometimes<br />
The reasons many the pain heavy<br />
Through life<br />
Dancing quite effortlessly or stumbling precariously<br />
Clumsy ones perish when strains get the best of them<br />
Tripping and skipping<br />
Drunken or sober<br />
Needing more cash<br />
To get through October<br />
<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Somethings are best left<br />
Way deep in the past<br />
Trials that tribulate us<br />
Might cause us to faulter<br />
Late for a meeting<br />
Because the tyres are leaking?<br />
If that's your only issue<br />
Here<br />
Have a tissue.<br />
<br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Works just a part of it<br />
When you're carrying such weight<br />
But try to consider<br />
That moments quickly pass<br />
Stresses and strains<br />
Are never built to last<br />
Once gone<br />
<br />
<br />
In the future<br />
Details might be a mystery<br />
Slipped from your mind all too quickly<br />
<br /><br />
Stressors can cause discomfort and misery<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
There is comfort in knowing<br />
Some<br />
History is grey and black<br />
Hidden by reality<br />
There is no returning<br />
To places and events<br />
That hurt or confused us<br />
Made us sore or bruised us<br />
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For some I fear<br />
The worst is true<br />
I wish the world would do more for you<br />
Take a hand<br />
We will walk with you<br />
Tell you<br />
It is going to be alright<br />
Help you to decide<br />
What you can do for you<br />
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Celebrate those<br />
Who have slipped from your sight<br />
They're still in your head<br />
The relationships different<br />
As others have said<br />
I am sure they watch over you<br />
As you go for a nap<br />
If they showed themselves in front of you<br />
You would bend and may snap<br />
They have no wish to frighten<br />
Those left behind<br />
Especially when in life<br />
those folks were always kind. x<br />
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You don't need to forget things<br />
But rather remember<br />
The shining examples<br />
The rougher than diamonds<br />
The wonderful happenings<br />
And the sorrowful mourning<br />
The births and the marriages<br />
White cars and carriages<br />
The children arriving families spreading<br />
Moving on cautiously<br />
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Hoping for the best?<br />
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AGL<br />
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<br /></div>Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-63290012087192523352017-10-05T14:49:00.001-07:002017-10-05T14:49:51.888-07:00AG Leyden: Walk on by?<a href="http://passaleth.blogspot.com/2015/02/walk-on-by.html?spref=bl">AG Leyden: Walk on by?</a>: Streets washed by pouring rain Gutters try their best to accept the deluge Blockage upon torrent Sound, gurgles, lapping, dripping ...<br /><br />
<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-61359672844226432882017-10-04T10:02:00.003-07:002017-10-04T10:27:47.739-07:00Will we?Hello my auld mucker<br />
How have you been<br />
Do you still visit your local<br />
Mess around on the microphone<br />
Karaoke fun<br />
Bounce around like a maniac<br />
Still drink like a fish<br />
Or have you taken up running<br />
Or is it time to relax<br />
<br />
Are you still as rambunctious considerate and funny<br />
Or are you now boring<br />
Wider than before<br />
Dancing on the telly<br />
A quiz show with Bradley<br />
<br />
You seem to be the person I would have hoped<br />
You would have become<br />
I could be wrong buddie<br />
Its been so bastard long<br />
<br />
Its been a while matey<br />
How's the wife and weans<br />
Does your misses care about you<br />
As does mine<br />
Are the kids a reflection<br />
Of the man you have become<br />
Hold them close buddie<br />
Love them the most<br />
<br />
I remember our outings<br />
Holidays in the Sun<br />
Or up in our country<br />
Where the clear burns run<br />
Where we quenched our thirst quite freely<br />
Under the August Sun<br />
Carrying packs on our backs<br />
Fuck, they weighed a ton<br />
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<br />
We miss those friends we have not seen<br />
Ideally we'd be able to see them more<br />
But we drift away on our own breeze moving us along<br />
Necessity of flittings<br />
Jobs and relationships<br />
Hiding from life or basking in glory<br />
Steadily plodding<br />
Or idle and worried<br />
<br />
In the social-media world there is nowhere to hide<br />
A tool for finding people<br />
A way to build the road<br />
revisit some memories share make comments<br />
go over old times<br />
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Many faces<br />
Many places<br />
Each unique and some incomplete<br />
Their reason for being missing<br />
Is for their ears<br />
Struggles, troubles ill at ease<br />
No chance to visit<br />
They won't ever be seen<br />
<br />
While the others remain forever close<br />
In your heart always because<br />
Too much has happened in great companies<br />
Where wine flowed freely<br />
And beer by the gallon<br />
Music enjoyed<br />
Mental endeavours<br />
<br />
I care for them all make no mistake<br />
I hope I meet those folks again<br />
Before they 'might' come to my wake<br />
In the coldness of days<br />
Friends are a bright light.<br />
always around us<br />
At least in our heads<br />
I love all of my comrades<br />
My buddies my pals<br />
Those who insult me<br />
I love even more<br />
With them you know fella<br />
you know where you stand<br />
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Hope we meet soon?<br />
You illiterate buffoon!<br />
Or maybe you're thinking<br />
Never would be too soon.<br />
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AGL<br />
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<br />Andrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-59233532893581500652017-09-13T10:36:00.001-07:002018-09-23T13:52:04.617-07:00Olden days?The purpose of living is to service the riches<br />
Pay taxes, insurance money to the witches<br />
Who spellbound remind us they are in charge.<br />
Reliance in nothing except in the wallets<br />
Of the privileged, establishment driven by cash.<br />
<br />
We cannot step off<br />
Just walk away<br />
We are hungry, have children<br />
Many bills to pay<br />
With one hand we are paid<br />
In sums worthless to most<br />
Then dutifully we pay back<br />
The lords who have gold.<br />
<br />
Live for the moment<br />
Die when you're old<br />
Scrimping and saving<br />
A soulless cheapened bowl<br />
Stale bread to live on<br />
Mould on our walls<br />
The wealthy established will laugh and they'll scoff.<br />
Us as subservient will bow and we'll doff<br />
Caps that are thread-bare<br />
Clothed in rough sacks.<br />
Servicing debt<br />
A rod for our backs.<br />
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AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-70290402988311199862017-09-04T12:36:00.001-07:002017-09-21T05:30:54.380-07:00We all.Humans<br />
All<br />
Who walk like us<br />
Hateful or loving<br />
Petite or tall<br />
Kind in consideration<br />
Of how others<br />
May wish to meet<br />
Another person<br />
Just like you<br />
Caring<br />
Altruistic<br />
Neighbourly and true<br />
<br /><br />
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Into the world unmoulded<br />
Each and every one<br />
Designed to learn<br />
Instinctively<br />
You walk and then you run<br />
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Cultures bend the malleable mind<br />
Into what normalcy states as proscribed<br />
We land in communities of diversity<br />
In every corner<br />
Eyes witness many things<br />
Unseen by another in far off lands<br />
Who peeks nervously through vertical blinds<br />
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The biggest cities unclean streets<br />
Open expanses out in the fields<br />
On the sloping mountain sides<br />
Placid lochs<br />
Deserts dry<br />
Forests aflame with life<br />
As far as eyes can see<br />
<br />
Some wish they could live in another land<br />
Safe and more or less care free<br />
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As different as the next man<br />
As are the roots in every tree<br />
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It's nobody's fault<br />
What happens to you<br />
Unless you choose to be wicked<br />
Untamed and never bothered by<br />
Morality in your being<br />
Bringing misery to the masses<br />
While you profit<br />
Holding dirty money in filthy hands<br />
<br />
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Recognise your difference<br />
Take comfort in who you are<br />
Look after one another<br />
Stand up when threats are near<br />
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United we are human<br />
Divided lonely souls<br />
Who know not of acts of kindness<br />
Or of helping those around<br />
Rarely do we see<br />
True spirit in all we see<br />
Not death and carnage visited<br />
On those you'd like to maim<br />
Ripping out the minerals<br />
Saying we'll make them free<br />
Shameless dereliction<br />
Plain for all to see<br />
Beaten too submission by<br />
The sinning media shite<br />
<br />
Insurgencies and radicals<br />
Politics is life?<br />
Smash fists into hard ground<br />
Scream with all of your might<br />
Stop those stupid bastards<br />
Before they extinguish every light<br />
No more the vile insanity<br />
Obliterating beautiful lives.<br />
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AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-56846996869823234412017-08-24T23:40:00.003-07:002017-08-24T23:41:19.571-07:00Share my warmth.Mine is the flame that burns<br />
Fiercely the embers blown by the winds<br />
Steadily ignited I'll fight and I'll win<br />
The fire will go out of that I am sure<br />
The once scorched lands will be free and be pure.<br />
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The warmth that radiates scorches my soul<br />
If I could care for all peoples<br />
I'd make them safe in my glow<br />
Free from the doom that causes innocence to go<br />
As dying in pain they are extinguished<br />
by twisted men's blows<br />
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Take all the fire let the torches be lit<br />
Shining redemption<br />
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Lead them to flight<br />
<br />
We don't need religion to know what is right<br />
The heat from the fire<br />
On the coldest of nights<br />
Warms my conviction<br />
Parachutes my fall<br />
Floating down gently<br />
Softly I call<br />
Come to my hearth<br />
Shelter for all.<br />
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AGLAndrew G Leydenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03933862138632896950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787745880561888878.post-8134672879111176072017-08-04T06:55:00.001-07:002017-08-04T06:55:58.953-07:00AG Leyden: Far away.The fragile heart can never be unbroken...<a href="http://passaleth.blogspot.com/2017/08/far-away.html?spref=bl">AG Leyden: Far away.<br />
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