For Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ World Ocean Day 2021 ~ Water is Hurt ~

“Water is Hurt”

O’ Poseidon bestowed with the power unique
tell us the secret of the two seas that do not meet
yet flow with different colors, wave by wave, move
by move, side by side, a perfect acceptance of diversity,

Poseidon speaks, ‘Man is nothing without the Gods’
oceans or skies the sole power is with the Creator
who loves clear open hearts, He blocks nothing nor
builds walls, see my home has no doors nor windows’

All are free to enter, float, sail, swim dive or dig
I am full of food, fish, color, charms and treasures
but many living beings are careless, inconsiderate
they throw harmful waste trash plastic on and in me.

Water will not become less but will be a source of
trouble for human beings themselves, the dead will
float the dying will cry and curse, the thought makes
me shudder, storms surge, waves rise to great heights,

Water is hurt, it is red now with blood and scales
breathing is difficult, inhale a struggle, exhale an
ordeal, oil blocks unmarked uncharted paths
Oceanides no longer accept offerings from fans.

Home state worries Oceanus, growing more old
countless pennies coins of gold, are useless down
on the sea bed, worthless is such a treasure which
sinks and loses its values, shines and becomes cold.

A revenge rising tsunami results, as the grand
bowl shakes, jolts, jumps and throws up-
beware O’ People …I envision a huge surge…
sing not any songs nor lie naked on the beach

Pray pray pray peace, repentance forgiveness seek

Poetic Power ~ Blessings Gratitude and Fun

My way of having fun
would be with children
playing in Winters
in the sun…
feeling joy and peace
The toys would be paper
and color pencils
or crayons
In Summers watching
sunsets and stars
finding constellations
would be Treasure Hunt

Fun would be among the trees
or watching a flower show
each child itself like
a flower so
no shopping no buying
though chocolate cake
or brownies would be OK

guessing objects in a bag
in circle time tags
thanking asking telling
sharing helping caring
each to feel equal and
each to be good
each to have respect
each to have understood

my way of having fun
would be to be with children
all happy,all at peace
no bombs or a gun

In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows~Artists ~ Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day 31~

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Where have all the children gone?
Why kids are the target one by one?
It is not the Pied Piper this time-
nor the rodents nor mosquitos-
Can it be the monster animal hate?
That has surfaced hugely of late-
armed with guns bombs and knees
how can they rule the world, calling
“freeze”.
Children are the colors of life,joy and
smiles,innocent spirits full of love
Earth will be so empty quiet and dull
if they are no more here, and more above.

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~ Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day 24 ~

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

This is the hammer
that nailed the block
that stabled the model
that symbolized the thought
that struck the mind
that evolved the change
that shed old skins and old shells
that caused suffering and dislocation
that was but inevitable
that finally confirmed evolutionary perspective
that nailed insecurity,for all future growth
that put the designer carpenter on oath.

In Response to Art Work by John Law

When I fly who keeps me afloat in the open skies
who guides the flight, left to right, who sheilds
my eyes from burning rays, my senses from cries,
booms drones missiles, who marks the prey, as
my food, my thirst, consoles with unseen replies,
and so I sing I chirp I pray and thank the power-
who for all the universe in the universe,resides.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

The beautiful
and the terrifying,mind
in holistic realm.

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~Artists ~Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~Day 23 ~

In Response to Art Work by John Law

To market to market, but no,where did you go lady?
how did you manage so? who was so kind to let you
follow? danger any did you meet?
you must be wearing the mask,which I vow is
your truthful trust,not like careless breathers of
the day,young restless astray-
O Lady let me carry your load, you bravely hold,
you are stronger though older but quite bold,
And the boy, grandchild must be,your loving
company,hope the parents are alive and well,
somewhere around ,but who can tell, all is hell
and I don’t know,how far you have to go-
or if you have a home or a farm,no harm, a
place to be safe, I wonder as I stare,I have no
voice, I cannot speak, I am hurt inside,deep
you remind me of one,like you I had, I cared
not and I lost all I ever had, now in silence I
weep.

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

Touch me not human
I will not be fooled again
Deceptive lover

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Future is within,
quest unknown, underworld sky,
fractured after life

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~ Artists ~ Writers~NAPOWRIMO 2021 ` Day Sixteen

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

Prometheus sprawled
modernity escapes law
nature brings justice

In Response to Art Work by John Law

Hera, Aphrodite,
Pomona,look for apples,
Gratitude missing.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Internal virtue
honest phases circled moons
never fade away


In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brookes Wombwell Rainbows ~Artists~Writers~NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Fifteen ~

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

I gave my body
my spirit surrendered
for eternal peace

In Response to Art Work by John Law

What shells are these ?
once with life unseen
manifested shaped beauty.

Why did the sea not keep you?
collected separatism between
in diverse color form community,

manifested shaped beauty
in liquidated myriad grains
awaiting treasured discovery,

What shells are these?
what precious family?
united conformed obscurity

these shells are us, varied
on troubled waves carried
covered transformed jewels.

IN COLLABORATION WITH MR PAUL BROOKES WOMBWELL RAINBOWS~ARTISTS~WRITERS~NAPOWRIMO 2021~DAY FOURTEEN

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cromwell

New Earth camoflouge
plants only cannot sustain
fresh growth in dire need

In Response to Art Work by John Law

Not a place like home
hypoxic life in city
new age new disease

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig

Ice cream scoop on top
balanced glass on land and sea
judgment day in view

In Collaboration With Mr Paul Brookes ~ Artists~ Writers~ NAPOWRIMO 2021 ~ Day Twelve ~

In Response to Art Work by Jane Cornwell

In kanga North star
no fey,nor Achernar bright
honest human true

In Response to Art Work by John Law

A bird in stone, with natural material,copied.
loose pattern in sand, arranged placed shaped.
Still, lifeless,voiceless,breathless, silent waped.

“Take four birds,”said the Lord,cut them,
place them on four hills, call them, they
will fly back to you,alive”. Resurrection.

In Response to Art Work by Kerfe Roig


sea below the sea
creation no mystery
Unseen Powerful

LEARNING for CHANGE ~ PANDEMIC METAMORPHIS ~ A Recipe Villanelle ~

Time is now to change for the better life, on the right path, for the real purpose, the true action, the good deeds.This is Ramazan in the Pandemic Times.What is the right action to follow?This is the month of Fasting. Fasting is not just restraint from eating for the set hours, but there is much more and far more serious purpose to it.The following is the new RECIPE:

Seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key,
consult not, the fragile worldly , A La Carte-
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.
No CLT or club sandwich, just a fine canapé,
spicy seekh kebabs, dates, ketchup and chutney,
seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key.
Dawn to dusk, spiritual cuisine in tranquility,
chiffonade of patience, forgiveness, full charity,
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.
Counted days, uncounted endless bounty,
all majestic pure, holy, all enough, all plenty,
seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key.
The fasting immersed in fragrance, grand in beauty,
cleansed souls, soft hearts, need no coring in glory,
gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”
Fasting is acceptance, surrender to divinity,
embracing contentment accomplishment and duty
Seek the hidden night of power, the priceless key,
Gather, cut and mix fruit for the evening “Iftari”.


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