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sundayken	poems	Lead	[-]
Posts: 101 (06/09/05 10:13:53) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None Hey Niz folk, Luke has inspired me for many things in my life, His poetry is something that does not get aired very often. He read a beautiful poem at The Brighton gig, which I shall hassle him non stop to post here. So lets have some of our own poems here. I shall start with one of my own called status symbol. Big wheels big bars blackened out windows big tank big thirst fucking our air up little mum big fat kids never done a bus trip. Dad feels good cause he looks rich but he must hate his kids he makes them fat he makes them lazy all because he loves his 4x4 status symbol The kids they laugh cause mum cant park and the number 1 bus is stuck behind but sod the bus we've got kylie on our 4x4 speaker system in our dads status symbol one love Kc
dana uk	Re: poems	#1	[-]
Posts: 80 (06/09/05 11:05:49) fine story to tell Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I really like that "As long as she remains under arrest, none of us is truly free." Desmond Tutu Free Aung San Suu Kyi
sundayken	think green	#2	[-]
Posts: 101 (06/14/05 11:41:52) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	So no budding poets out there? I will try one more and see if I can get your creative juices flowing. Sometimes its just about trying to get a message across in a very basic form like I do. Come on Niz folk join the green crusade. This one is called rain from a cloudless sky The rain is back run away, it hurts, it burns but wheres the clouds? the nasty rain from mr big hits us plebs on the streets its all in the name of progress they say what fucking progress I say our world is warmer our children poorer cough cough splutter splutter all in the name of progress they say The birds migrate but dont come back our feathered friends know the score the man from monsanto wants them no more one love kc
jooney5	Haiku	#3	[-]
Posts: 32 (06/14/05 20:37:12) fine story to tell Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I tend to like a nice haiku. the music enters, weaves about my bones in tears i can hear me breathe
sundayken	haiku	#4	[-]
Posts: 101 (06/15/05 14:30:32) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Wow had to check the dictionary, what an interesting style. keep up the good work one love kc
aaron	Re: haiku	#5	[-]
call it up Posts: 103 (06/15/05 15:01:27) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	For anyone else who's interested: *Quote:* # (Also known as Hokku.) The shortest form of Japanese poetry, constructed in three lines of five, seven, and five syllables respectively. The message of a haiku poem usually centers on some aspect of spirituality and provokes an emotional response in the reader. Early masters of haiku include Basho, Buson, Kobayashi Issa, and Masaoka Shiki. English writers of haiku include the Imagists, notably Ezra Pound, HD, Amy Lowell, Carl Sandburg, and William Carlos Williams. (Compare with Tanka.) www.google.co.uk/search?h...arch&meta=
Luke	Re: haiku	#6	[-]
Posts: 19 (07/01/05 23:27:25) Half of Nizlopi Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	This is the poem I read at that gig brother Ken. My friend Toke saw us play and he challenged me to write a song for the future of the human race. No music yet. Ask for it at a gig if you want it! : Song for the future of the human race The world is crashing Equivalent of 100 Jumbo jets full of children starve too death every day. Our planets carrying capacity is fusing And we elect blindfolds too do the routing Leaders who lead in Shooting Invading the poor and looting What is the future of the human race? Can you make it through the bullshit? Can you spread the truth like lipstick? On to the lips of children who will build the future as theyve wished it Cos theres divinity in all of our chests And the deep well of beauty sends you on a quest If we would all just give the Tv a rest Feel our real deal selves and let them undress Trust what you feel is right Start too ignite Trust what you feel is right Start too ignite Ignite the system that we all hate but still Perpetuate How long will we wait before we say No more No more will I let my body do a job that I hate while my soul gets sick and Irate Theres a deeper voice in me than heart ache Theres actually being awake Theres taking time too meditate on real love Digging the deep tunnels so I can really soar above Getting real and clear as the truth What good examples can we set to the youth? The future of the Human race? Listen too each other for our sake Dare people too speak deeper than the common place and youll find a world of beauty thats beyond the face. What has too happen for us too have a soulful future as a human race?
Luke	Re: poems	#7	[-]
Posts: 19 (07/01/05 23:29:50) Half of Nizlopi Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	And this was the reply to Volkswagen when they said they wanted to use 'girls' in there next French advert. A poem for Volkswagen Thank you for your request to use the music to our song Girls. I like the advert. Its beautifully shot and has some poignant feelings. The thing is I really want the main character in the Ad to stay on the bus with her kids and not buy a car We cant all keep buying cars and increasing the damage the human race is doing to its environment/self. We put our selves in to this music, we love it, some times it feels magic. Like it is full of a power that is truly beyond us two musicians. To lend that to the sale of a car To weave that magic in to the VW brand feels like it compromises the music It feels like as much as I/We would like to say yes to anyone who wants to play our music My real hope would be that the key players at VW sat down and asked the question How can we help create a sustainable future? How can we lead the way in providing transport that makes sense on a global/environmental level? That is the kind of company we would be most happy to say yes too. I believe that as individuals and organizations we can change And if we dont my friends, our futures and all of this wonderful heritage we have, are doomed. All the best Luke Concannon
blue skies sam	Re: poems	#8	[-]
joy is in it\'s lunchbox Posts: 815 (07/04/05 10:33:33) ADMINISTRATOR Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	wow you said no to VW? well....much respect to you for sticking to your principles. I love the poem for the human race. You read it at the last brighton gig as well. Those are some powerful words mate...i'm sure it strikes a chord with a lot of people. At least i hope it does. Thanks for sharing.....and that goes for the others as well. I'd share a poem....if i had one to share. I'm really no good at these things. I really envy you guys for being able to put your thoughts out there. I honestly don't think i have the guts for that. I've been playing around with a guitar riff for a couple of weeks now. The melody is there...just no lyrics. Just can't get the words out. Very frustrating. Anyway thanks for sharing. Keep them coming....may help to inspire me to write something... $:\$
scraggy4real	Re: poems	#9	[-]
call it up Posts: 109 (07/23/05 00:31:26) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Here's one of my numerous poems / songs (is a song without music automatically a poem?) a couple more are on my website mysite.wanadoo-members.co...dness.html with many many more yet to added so keeping dropping in for a look. This one is called G8 Sun streaming thru the gap, hitting my face My head awakes and finds its place No one at home, just peace and quiet Im far away from the world of riots TV off, faint traffic sounds afar Birds starting their call, how lucky we are Jump out the pit and into the shower Its easy for us with our nuclear power Fancy soaps to clean our skin What a privileged world we live in Stereo turned on, music greets my ears Mouth still dry from last nights beer A swig of Smirnoff to wake my tongue Another day has now begun Go to the shops, by Big Issue from a tramp Maccy Ds swallowing people like a vamp Petrol fumes hit my lungs and pollute my blood Young wannabes acting like boys from the hood People rushing to work paying no attention Trees looking on and getting no affection Mercs and BMs start to arrive Covered in shit from the birds that dive Designer suits with mobile phones Look at the mess and begin to moan No one appreciating, just counting money and salivating, overcrowded pavements from too much mating, young girls walking with their hips gyrating, women with kids shouting and berating, no love in their eyes just loathing and hating, Far away, a child runs 6 miles to school No buses today cos they got no fuel Gets to the gates but she cant get in The school fees were spent on medicine She climbs the fence and gets hit with a stick She goes into town to turn some tricks 5 hours passed, 8 punters down Eating stale bread found on the ground 3000 shillings in her hand Maybe HIV that she doesnt understand Tired and hot, returns back home 9 younger siblings sit outside like gnomes 12 years old, in charge of the house 1 big room, 10 kids all covered in louse Farmers come past carrying pitiful crops Wishing they could sell to the western shops Radio tells them one day they will If it doesnt happen soon theyll be too ill Just 10 dollars and they could buy some tools The aid has gone to those that rule Tanks and planes they see go past Expenditure on a scale so vast G8 meeting someone said If they dont agree, how many dead? Millions of people just hoping and smiling, holding strong thru all the defiling, not even dreams of designer styling, endless empty promises just piling, they wait for the news from outside thats so beguiling. If we dont help now it may be too late, we cant ignore these starving, warring states, Think long and hard when you sit at your over spilling plates, we have to change these tariff rates.
dana uk	Re: poems	#10	[-]
Posts: 80 (07/23/05 16:40:42) fine story to tell Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	What a moving poem scraggy, I really like it, well done. You should email it to Tony Blair. You can do it from the Make Poverty History website here. Up to you though obviously "As long as she remains under arrest, none of us is truly free." Desmond Tutu Free Aung San Suu Kyi
scraggy4real	Re: poems	#11	[-]
call it up Posts: 109 (07/24/05 23:14:56) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	thx Dana, feel free to send it yourself and look out for many many more when I get round to adding them to my website. Scraggy For empty souls they stand alone Shivering like black-eyed dogs Waiting to be taken home Where that is they only know
scraggy4real	we need more contributors to this	#12	[-]
call it up Posts: 109 (07/28/05 22:37:52) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Thought I'd add another one in the vain hope it might encourage others to do the same..c'mon all you budding writers it's really quite therapeutic This ones called White Dove I wake & turn but your not there no perfume scent, no lipstick trace no clothes on the floor, no shoes by the door I close my eyes to see your face If I could draw, memories would return alone together, first date first base meeting new friends, summer days never end I close my eyes to see your face I sit in the park, remember our days new people playing in our hiding place share romantic meals, my tickles make you squeal I close my eyes to see your face If I could touch you, feel your skin rub cream in your freckles, just in case holding you tight, right thru the night I close my eyes to see your face I stare at the sky, picture you in the clouds leaving on your plane, to the army base you feed the weak, you are unique I close my eyes to see your face Why did they shoot you? you were there to give love these people knew you you were their white dove I close my tired eyes I close my weeping, crying eyes I screw my red, red, eyes cos somewhere in my head I still see your face unwanted thoughts returns at gathering pace I close my eyes and see your face I close my eyes and see your face I close my eyes and see your face by Scraggy This article may contain nuts or be written by one
scraggy4real	Re: cant sleep so I wrote another poem	#13	[-]
call it up Posts: 109 (07/29/05 03:17:29) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	here's a nearly true story about my first day working as a paperboy. (bit about the phone not true as we didn't have mobiles in those days) Its called My Paper Round got up today, snow on the ground get wrappped up warm for my paper-round ready brek inside to keep me warm leave my brothers to sleep in their dorm jump on my bike and of I go struggling to peddle in this bloody snow get to the shop no one in sight look thru the letter box, not even a light stamp my feet so I can feel my toes grab a paper from the pile to read the prose boss arrives, says sorry & shrugs don't hear properly cos my hat covers my lugs sort my round and back on my chopper pedal away from the Happy Shopper day-glo bag keeps banging my thigh I snivvle & sneeze cos my temperatures high an hour goes by and I post my last as I cycle along there's a milk float to pass sleet in my eyes so vision is blocked never even notice the damn milk floats stopped run into the back and fall on the ground milkman drives off, he ain't heard a sound pick myself up and head back home feel in my pocket and I've bust my phone radio says schools are shut for the day I got my wish and didn't have to pray. Hooray. Scraggy think sweet thoughts and your world will never be sour
foxxrok	Re: cant sleep so I wrote another poem	#14	[-]
Posts: 10 (07/29/05 15:02:12) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	i love that poem...the ready brek made me remember back when i was much younger and my sis would eat nothing but ready brek for breakfast.....i hated the stuff think its a poem that alot of ppl can relate to.im gonna get a cuppa felling a chill kinda now i have loadsa poems from school.if i find any(good/rubbish) i'll post them.
sundayken	poems	#15	[-]
Posts: 101 (08/02/05 18:01:36) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	wow, nice stuff scraggy4real, I really enjoyed those. I work on the london underground so been pretty busy. This arrived in my head one tea break. listen mate, dont want your hate everybody is getting themselves in a right state. I got Bush on one side, Blair on the other, turning us against our fellow brother. What can we do to end this war lets all start by feeding the poor, feed them hope and give them scope to make some trade so they are no longer afraid If you send them cruise you gotta expect a bruise no more eye for an eye how many more innocents must die? Its time to lose the Bush and make a real push to fill up with love lets send up a dove. one love Kc
scraggy4real	Re: poems	#16	[-]
call it up Posts: 109 (08/03/05 12:13:30) call it up Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I think thats probably a bit better than mine, I have decided though that I'm gonna compile a little poetry book with 365 of my own poems calling it a A Poem a Day (helps you work rest and play) I'm gonna put my head down and give it a real go when I get back from this weekends Edinburgh gigs. I think I can finish it by the end of the month unless my physio has killed me by then. My main trouble is writing happy-ish ones, as most of what I write is quite depressing as my general mood befits. C'mon all you other forum poetry scribbler people lets have some more on here. happy ones if possible to cheer me up. Scraggy
foxxrok	Re: poems	#17	[-]
Posts: 10 (08/08/05 17:46:45) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	i think there already is a poetry book with that title
mischievousmike	Re: haiku	#18	[-]
Posts: 2 (08/16/05 12:20:37) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Song for the Future of the Human Race is amazin Luke, please do make it a song! As for the VW rejection, that is just as inspiring to me! I'd just like to say how inspired I am by Half These Songs Are About You, & I wanna know if your playin any gigs up near Sheffield anytime soon?? As for poems, I tend to right about sad things too Scraggy! Heres one of them, let me know what you think. Over For Now I knew someday it would have to end I knew eventually I would have to go back to calling you friend It's killing me that now that day has come If it's for the best then where is this pain from I know deep inside that this is what you had to do but it's breaking my heart to walk away from you I'm trying my best to appear strong but it's hard when part of me says that in my arms is where you belong I still love you with all my heart that's not going to change even though we're apart I was your first love and your first kiss There are so many of our special times I'm going to miss All the words I ever said or wrote still hold true But for now from a distance is where I'll be loving you I need you as a friend to help me through weve been through so much, I dont want to hate you I have issues no one knows of I didnt have the strength to be true to our love Maybe we will be together again if it was meant to be but for now please don't stop loving me Even though I'm not your boyfriend I'll still be here With a shoulder to cry on or a sympathetic ear The story of love can be quicker than the blink of an eye But our story won't be over until the day that we die Mike
dana uk	Re: haiku	#19	[-]
Posts: 80 (08/16/05 12:31:36) fine story to tell Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Aww Mike, that's lovely, but so sad "As long as she remains under arrest, none of us is truly free." Desmond Tutu Free Aung San Suu Kyi
jahngaz	Re: haiku	#20	[-]
Posts: 12 (09/06/05 13:57:58) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	a haiku generator: www.neopets.com/island/haiku/haiku.phtml Proclaimers Church King's Community Church If Only You Could See The Things That I Have Seen With Your Eyes.

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