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Northern Poet


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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:27am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

I sit here writing poetry
thoughts run riot in my head
I dont even seem to turn off
when I retire to bed.

I expess what I am thinking
My thoughts go into words
Yet negative little nuntchings
run though my head in herds

Are my poems good enough
to display to Stephen Fry
will he read them?
or walk on by

So many Poems I want to add
some good some just sheer bad
I hope that you enjoy them
if you dont I will be quite sad

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:33am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Dirty Windows

Shabby nets on dirty windows
Four walls hold a life of tears
Trapped inside disabled from life
Pains in her heart cuts like a knife

She who gave him everything
Kept prisoner for by his fists
She who’s life was dark and dull
No happy ending or miraculous twists

She has no friends or family
That’s why she is never missed
Bruises covering her skin
She is hated and never kissed

Why you ask is he so cruel
How can this animal hurt her so
Why if he doesn’t love her
Can’t he open her cage and let her go

The neighbours haven’t got a clue
No one ever thinks it odd
They say she keeps her self to her self
As on with life they plod

If in the street they pass him
He greets them all with a smile
They all say he is a lovely man
But they did not see HER for a while

Behind shabby nets and dirty windows
She cries a silent tear
Disabled from life for so long now
Out side the door holds her greatest fear

She will stay there for now silently hurting
Till one day he beats out her last breath
The neighbours will be shocked to know
How he caused such pain and death

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:35am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Poem DEATH

Death

Death came silent yet full of noise
Unseen by all in view
Sly like a fox, yet silent like a bird in flight
Its grip took hold tighter than tight.

Is there really no escape from the word DEATH?
Like tree roots it grows stronger killing each breath
Death destroys all families caring for none
Happy one moment here, next life is gone

No thought of sadness for ones left behind
Death has no eyes yet it can see all, it is not blind
No smell no feel no body no touch
I fear you death, I fear you so much

You take away life but take to where
No mercy shown by you, death has no care
You do not bribe you simple take
You have no sleep yet you’re not awake

What is Deaths colour? Black so dark
Or green like the grass growing in the park
What are you death? No start no end
Are you life’s enemy or a tired soul’s friend?

How deep is death how shallow how wide?
You’re like a ghost sat by all that lives side
Dam you death for you have no friends
A never ending circle no beginning no ends

I spit your name out I ban you from thought
For the moment am free, till by you am caught
What are you death I need to know
Silent hush or noise dark with no glow

You come to all that live then life stands still
Leaving a gap nothing can begin to fill
Death a hate you’re very meaning and name
Death you take, leaving nothing the same

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:37am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Poem PEACE

Johnny stood besides his brother
crying Tommy look after mother,
He was going to fight a bloody war
tears fell as he walked out the door

His mother prayed all night for peace
asked the lord to let the gun fire cease
innocent children taken from this life
pain explosions sharp cuts the knife

dying men decay in the ground
A solution to peace has to be found
no more explosion gun fire must end
love one's enemies, peace dear lord send

A future safe hope in our life
no more crying mothers or widowed wife
end it lord Jesus end it all here
bring world peace, end every races fear

Johnny died fighting in a bloody war
a waste of life WHY LORD WHAT FOR ?
his mothers heart broken she too died
a bridge to peaceful lands too high and wide

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:38am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Glass Houses

Glass Houses with see through people
Transparent contents on show
Large houses with no central heating
Covered in cold winter snow

See through houses easily shatter
Glass house people are fat
So much food life don’t matter
Spending transparent cash to the latter

Transparency in life never gone
Selfish glass hearted people holding on
Life to them like broken glass
Showing off breeding and class

Glass houses oh they easily shatter
People inside them fatter and fatter
Easy life for the chosen few
Life on show in glass for all to view

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:39am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

The Menopause

The menopause arrives with out warning
Childbearing days over as day is dawning
Hot flushes, tears sheer unease
HRT patches work for me please
Irritable angry one moment, next so sad
Feel good as you wake up Go to bed sad
From teenage years nothing helps you prepare
For the menopause years its not bloody fare
No more pregnancies the body a barren room
The menopause came with no warning too soon
It arrives over night, gets you while you sleep
You can’t control your emotions weep girls weep
Old women say it gets worse before it gets better
A toast to the Menopause a real life up setter

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:41am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Poem THE TREE OF DEATH

The Tree of Death

It was a really lovely tree
Roots deep spread underground
Its beauty made the people smile
They came to see it from miles around

Then one day a mad man came
Hung himself on a branch
Now passers by say its cursed
They never give it a second glance

Man took its beauty and destroyed it
His corpse rotted hanging from that tree
Now no one will go near it
Not even a dog to have a pee

Some say that it should be cut down
Its logs then used to fuel a fire
Once it grew tall nicely
Now no one wants it growing higher

I swear one day I saw a face in it
A witch with pointed nose
What others say they seen in it
Would surely curl your toes

Last year it was hit by lightening
Now there’s not a leaf in sight
The man really put a curse on it
When he took his life that night

Some say at night when it’s windy
He can be heard choking for breath
That tree once lovely stands there lonely
It’s called the tree of death

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 11:42am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

The Earth Cries
Received this day 18th May 08, By means of Automatic Writing
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Look up at the skies ask your self why is it man is destroying a thing of beauty. Greed and laziness in anchored deep in mans hearts and his foot steps lead to destruction of his and children’s future well being. Your Actions are destroying a land a universal home for the lord god’s children. You pollute the oceans and the ozone the lord created to protect you is broken. Do you feel no shame each and every one of you? It’s a show to pretend to care yet be dependent like drugs on the gadgets that cause the death of your land. The universe dies man and his woman are the killers, their children victims of global warming.

The Stars weep the moon frowns, the sun blazes in anger at the human race. The rain that’s falls flooding your land is the tears of the heavens. God watches his Children and he fills with deep sadness and sorrow for the Earth and the human race he created.

Fields that are barren will be engulfed by the sea, Man has caused this to be. Stop and think now for you all act like the wolf. Ask your selves what can you all do to repair this shameful damage? The answer to think, change your ways, Stop the wars, killings, and greed. Think of your carbon footstep. Yes walk the walk but this time do it thoughtful and with love for the universe and each other. Pray your creator forgives you. Teach your children before its too late the right walk to walk. Follow your own fathers, footsteps with new eyes.

I beg you plant seeds of hope. Breathe love not hurt and pain. Care for the mother earth and be cared for. Love and be loved. Nurture the earth and grow safely leaving behind you a place for tomorrow.

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Posted Sun Aug 29th, 2010 5:35pm Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

A lot of effort. How long did it take to compose and enter this material?
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Posted Mon Aug 30th, 2010 7:12am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

The poems I have wrote over a period of time. is there any problem with my entering them ? if so I will remove. Not wanting to ruffle any feathers just make friends

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Posted Mon Aug 30th, 2010 5:20pm Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Hi NP I think your choice of subjects are interesting and I applaud your
work. I agee with the sentiments of friendly comment I have not been
active for long on this Forum My initial thinking is after some time
you will enjoy Be lucky Wak

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Posted Mon Aug 30th, 2010 6:17pm Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

pleased to know you Wak I do like being here there is so much to do lol

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Posted Tue Aug 31st, 2010 10:25am Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

They say Stephen Fry is on Twitter
I was told by my baby sitter
He loves it, each day he has a tweet
he tweets on the bus or in the street

So I joined Twitter to follow this man
I talk to him now when ever I can
He is very charming a gentle soul
Sometimes Making us laugh is his goal

So I say Thank you Stephen You are the best
loved from your socks to your cotton vest
Three cheers for Stephen hip Hip Hoooooooray
A man loved by millions for ever, and a day

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Posted Tue Aug 31st, 2010 4:25pm Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

Well done NP strikes me you should post a NEW TOPIC entitled
'A Short Poem a Day A to Z'

First letter A (choose your subject) Best wishes WAKadvice

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Posted Tue Aug 31st, 2010 5:55pm Post subject: Poems of The Northern Poet

ok doing it now

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