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Today’s Music to keep me SANE during Isolation – the Eels

Today the sun is shining but I’m feeling a bit jaded still, so I wanted something appropriate to my mood!

I settled for the Eels!!

a friend of mine called Dave introduced me to the Eels many moons ago. It was in the days of Novocaine for the Soul. That pretty much sums up how I feel about this lousy destructive, greed-ridden society we’ve constructed.

So today I will be blasting out a bit of Eels!!

Green – a Sci-fi classic – now available in kindle

I have edited and released Green as a kindle version.

A Sci-fi novel set in the distant future. Elspin is born without a nervous system; a brain with no connection to the world. She is locked within her dreams. She should have withered into nothing but against all the odds she prospered. Politicians and Business-people are at each others throats. The world is in crisis. The Greens are split into factions. Passions are explosive. They find a way of contacting Elspin. What happens when universes clash? Will the world survive?

A Sci-fi novel set in the distant future.Elspin is born without a nervous system; a brain with no connection to the world. She is locked within her dreams. She should have withered into nothing but against all the odds she prospered.Politicians and Business-people are at each others throats. The world is in crisis. The Greens are split into factions. Passions are explosive.They find a way of contacting Elspin. What happens when universes clash? Will the world survive?

Poetry – All Together

All Together

 

We are doing this together;

Everyone the same!

We’re making sacrifices –

Playing the game!

Everyone following the rules –

Staying at home!

Slightest symptom –

Not allowed to roam!

We’re all supporting each other

And missing family.

I cannot go to them.

They cannot come to me!

All except Dominic Cummings!!

 

Opher – 24.5.2020

Poetry – Battered but not broken

Battered but not broken

 

Battered branches with limpid leaves

Hang exhausted before the onslaught

Of the gale.

Robbed of their nascent, verdant virility

They forlornly cling to life,

Gathering themselves

Like a boxer between rounds.

 

Below the drifts of drying debris

Is testament to the ferocity

Of nature.

Piqued by insult

She rounded against friend and foe

In a tantrum of frustration

Before settling back to brooding.

 

In future years we should expect no storm,

But rather a more measured response?

A subtle reminder of power

That we can only imagine,

As she vents her fury

In more subtle and terrible ways.

 

For nature has

Formally

Given us her warning.

 

Opher – 24.5.2020

The Corona Diaries – Day 71

Over ten weeks in isolation now – only another twenty years to go!!

I’m so glad that the government has got it all under control! I see China is now Covid-free. No new cases in New Zealand as the USA approached 97,000 deaths!! Brazil has record number of new cases!

Here Cummings is on the run after blatantly disobeying the very laws he introduced. If the Tories have a shred of integrity they’ll fire him!!

Today I’ve been playing the soothing tones of John Renbourn. Fabulous.

I walked up the hill. The wind was still blowing a gale. Everywhere were leaves and branches. The trees looked battered. Nature is angry.

On the writing front I have just published Green as a Ron Forsythe book. It is in the process of being published. I’m just finishing the cover of Star and that will be out too in the next week.

That will about complete my Ron Forsythe series of Sci-fi. I will then focus on my new Ron Forsythe blog and then look to secure a literary agent or publishing house. I have enough of a catalogue to be of interest. Anybody know of a good Literary Agent or Publisher??

Still feeling a bit jaded. I’m off to read for a bit!!

Stay safe!

Today’s Music to keep me SANE in Isolation – John Renbourn

I remember buying John’s first album way back in 1966. He and Bert Jansch and Davy Graham were leading the British contemporary Folk scene. I used to go up to Les Cousins and Bunjies to see them. Mesmerising.

A little later, when Pentangle were off the ground, I used to go to the basement of the Three Horses pub on Tottenhan Court Road, where Pentangle would meet up for a free concert. Fabulous days.

John was a master guitarist and a charming, self-deprecating man.

I went to Leeds to see Ramblin’ Jack Elliott and John was there. After the gig we were both standing in line to get albums signed and I was chatting to him. He was in awe of Jack. A little while later I went to see Roy Harper at the Royal Festival Hall and John was one of the many performing guests. As I was coming out I bumped into him and we had a little natter about Jack and Roy. Shortly afterwards he sadly died.

Today I will play some delightful music by John and think about the good times.

Poetry – Cummings is running

Cummings is running

 

Cummings is running the country,

Cos Johnson just can’t be found.

So much for the charmer!

He’s hiding from Starmer!

So he has just gone to ground.

 

So Cummings is running the country

Where the Covid 19 does abound.

Says he will fix it,

With a tough Brexit –

Selling us off by the pound.

 

Oh no! Cummings is running across the country!

And Johnson still can’t be found!

The daggers are out!

It’ll be one long bout!

So Cummings will never get crowned!

 

(And a bloody good job too!)

 

Opher – 24.5.2020