Poetry – Surviving Against The Odds

Surviving Against The Odds

Tectonic plates sliding

Volcanic ash spewing

Asteroids crashing

Suns exploding

Life surviving


How precarious life is? Amid all the calamities somehow this incredible miracle of life survives.

The chances of its creation were so incredibly slim. Yet it happened.

On this planet the impossible happened. Out of zillions we were the lucky ones where it was just right.

I do not think there is anything divine about this. I use terms like miracle in a secular fashion.

It is so wondrous! Long may our luck hold!

Poetry – Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow

Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow

I had this mad inspiration to alter the words of the Judy Garland classic. It’s a real idealistic song. My version is a bit more personal. I see the whole world in a mess. Society is being led by megalomaniacs intent on power and propelled by sociopaths motivated by greed. Our numbers are going through the roof and we are literally chopping down the natural world around us. The anthropocene Apocalypse is upon us.

Yet, despite my angst, I remain confident in the ingenuity of man’s intelligence and the knowledge that the vast majority of people are intrinsically good. I believe we will find the solutions among the neurons in our brain.

I’m an eternal optimist and this is a bit of fun.

Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow

Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow,

Way too high,

There’s an answer to strive for,

By and by.

Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow

We’ll come through,

And the solutions we’ve stretched for

Will come true.

If you play a mean guitar

You’ll wake up people near and far

Around you.

Their minds will melt like crystal drops

To pull out all the mental stops

That presently confound you.

Somewhere in the midst of a brain glow

Neurons fry.

Answers will spark and light up the dark

If we but try.

Somewhere in that sparkling brain glow

Electricity peaks and words speak

And tell no lie.

Sometimes when I have a brain glow

My ideas fly

Ideas that fly out of the brain glow

To light up you and I.

If ideas can solve all the problems

Why not you and I?

Why not you and I?

Opher 24.8.2015

Poetry – I Am Me

I Am Me

I am me.

There is nothing more

Or less.

I will confess.

I swear I am.

Yet I am

Not the same young me

I was.

Simply because

I change each day.

The molecules

That form my body

Do change

And rearrange.

They pass and go.

I am part

Of a cosmic flow

And ebb;

Universal web.

That passes through.

I borrow

And pass on to you

My breath

Up to my death

And then beyond.

Who is me?

This electricity

That sparks

To light the dark

Within my mind?

I am me!

Opher 16.7.2015

I Am Me

The cells in your body are replaced every three months (apart from those in the brain) – some faster than others.

Every three months we have a new body.

With every breath we breathe out zillions of the atoms that made up our body. We take in zillions of replacements.

All our atoms are merely passing through.

Within our bodies are atoms that once resided in every human being who ever lived – Jesus, Hitler, Mao, Mohamed, Pol Pot and Leonardo Da Vinci. I have the full set.

We own nothing. Even after we die our atoms come and go freely. Our body is an open country without borders.

As we age our body changes. There is little similarity between the toddler and the old-age pensioner. It is not the same body.

Yet it is essentially the same me, the personality, the aspirations, mannerisms and dreams. I am recognisable.

Somewhere in the DNA spirals, the neuron firing and the chemistry within is locked the mystery of me.

Poetry – Human Civilisation

Human Civilisation

Ephemeral dust

On the wing of a seed;

Edifying ripples

From every deed,

Reverberating on the wind,

To hit the sky and die.

Dancing to an arrogant beat

With heart and feet

While a universe of mystery

Revolves with aeons

Of light and heat

To leave meaningless symbols

On this sheet;

To spin free into eternity.

To strain the eye

Project the ‘I’

And wonder why;

As mere years fly by.

Leave a flash so brief

That truth

Evaporates before

Time’s thief.

Opher 4.7.2015

Human Civilisation

I had this vision of humanity like bacteria on the crust of this seed of a planet flying through space; the seed that has given birth to life. And we’re all clamouring and making noise that reverberates through the air for a while and dies when it hits vacuum.

We are so conceited that we think we know it all yet we think more with our emotions and act with our physical presence rather than use our brains. We squabble, argue, fight and create wars, religions and politics, while all around us there is the majesty of the universe that has been there with its array of stars for billions of years. It’s a vision of awe and wonder.

Ultimately everything we do is meaningless. Our atoms will last forever but our words and actions, even our fossils, will fall apart and leave no evidence behind. We only have the now.

Death is life’s thief and it will claim us all. All our vanity will be gone. We only have this briefest of times in which to appreciate each other and the wondrous life we enjoy. Let’s put aside the stupidities and enjoy it to the full.

Poetry – Monkey Business

Monkey Business

Making love to a monkey who doesn’t think she’s a chimpanzee

Floating through the dust with a baby on my knee

Leaving signals in the wind for the other folks to see

That there’s nothing quite as smart as your average monkey

Frowning with consternation at the cosmic flow

Streaming from the arse of the ‘big bang’ below

With a monkey brain to fathom the bottomless low

And a population set to endlessly grow,

Yet I’m making love to another chimpanzee

Populating paradise with big bald monkeys

We’re taking over – temporarily

Floating monkey droppings in the big brown sea.

Opher 20.11.00

This is the age of the monkey. It looks set to be a brief interlude in the history of the planet. Most of the monkeys don’t even know they’re monkeys let alone where their arse is. You think they would. They talk out of it most of the time.

We are the fourth major cause of extinctions of species. The others were comets. We shot out of evolution like a meteor though. We’re still crashing our way through the planet.

We love sex. We love babies. We seem to hate other adults though.

On one side we are doing our best to churn out huge numbers of offspring and at the same time we’re busy pouring lead into older bodies or applying blades to the jugular.

Crazy monkey brains!

The first person in this poem refers to the race as a whole.

The short message is that there’s far too much monkey business!

Poetry – Equality


Something’s gotta change.

This racial divide is despicable.

This use of violence intolerable.

This inequality reprehensible.

This has gone on

For far too long.

People need to act.

That’s a fact!

The level of racism in the country is incredible.



Opher – 20.11.2020

The Black Lives Matter campaign should not be happening.

Not in 2020.

The fact that racism is still so prevalent is a sign of a sick society.

America is the richest country on the planet – and the most unequal!

Something has got to change.

It starts with education.

Fortifications – an extract from ‘Farther from the Sun’.

After Bryce Canyon we travelled down into Arizona, to Canyon De Cheyelle and Mesa Verde. We climbed the steep paths to visit the cliff ruins. They were majestic and picturesque. You could stand on those ledges and look over the valley below with its fertile soil and clear, sparkling river snaking through. You could imagine the Anasazi Indians gazing out over that same scene 900 years before.

The pueblo buildings, made simply of mud bricks, were well preserved. They were high in the cliffs protected by overhangs.

The Anasazi had built long ladders to climb up to their houses, ladders which they had pulled up after them. They had lookout posts and a succession of well-organised warning stations. If a marauding party was spotted they lit fires. The smoke alerted the next post and the warning jumped from position to position much faster than the enemy could travel. They also used mirrors to signal. They were clever and well-organised. In the cliff dwellings, they stored grain and water and were able to withstand a lengthy siege. They were well organised and thorough.

It was a mystery as to why they all disappeared.

I immediately connected the Anasazi dwellings with the Hillforts in Wales and France that I had visited.

It was a lot of trouble to go to in order to build such fortifications and precautions. It took a lot of their time, energy and resources. They must have been pretty scared to go to that much trouble.

Human nature is horrible to behold. It seems some of us are prepared to work hard to earn a living and some simply can’t be bothered; they’d rather take it from the ones that do the work.

The more cruel and vicious they were, the easier it is to extract what you wanted.

Every country had its fortified towns, castles and fortresses because every country had its marauders.

Times don’t change much.

Human behaviour doesn’t change.



One day I will die and all my things will be divided up. Some will go to friends as mementoes. Some will be distributed to the family. Liz will keep some of them. My kids will have some. I will take pleasure in knowing that things will go to people that might get them out from time to time and think of me. I don’t know why that is? It will not matter to me. I shall be dead.


Martin Luther King Quotes.

Martin Luther King was an inspiring man. I have the utmost respect for someone who is prepared to stand up to injustice regardless of the danger to himself and someone who rejects violence as a way of solving problems. He was an intelligent man with a vision of a better world that was worth striving for.

I think his dream is becoming a reality. The sooner we rid the world of racism and tribalism the better.

‘There comes a time when silence is betrayal.’

If the silent majority raise their voices and demand that freedom and fairness apply, that nature needs protecting and there should be an end to war and poverty then it would be done.

 ‘A man who won’t die for something is not fit to live.’

If you do not have ideals that you are prepared to stand up for then your life counts for little – it is empty and shallow. Who wants such a superficial existence?

 ‘Let no man pull you so low as to hate him.’

Hate leads to violence and violence is usually the worst thing you can do. It is rarely justified.

  ‘The time is always right to do what is right.’

It is no good waiting for a better time to come along. Now is all we have.

 ‘Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.’

Whether that be to plants and animals, people or the planet itself. The selfish and greedy want it all for themselves and do not care about the outcomes of their actions.

  ‘We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence.’

Anger can be a motivator but not when it results in violence.

 ‘Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.’

Our strength and purpose comes from what we are prepared to strive for. If it is merely wealth, status and comfort then we are not really living to the full.

 ‘In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.’

I’ve found that so often. When things go bad it is then you find out wh your real friends are.

 ‘Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.’

Why is it that human beings put so much stock in faith? They show a propensity to believe in anything that people tell them. They follow religion and superstition without the slightest shred of evidence. It is hardwired into our brains.

  ‘We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.’

If we unite we are strong. If we stay silent and keep our heads down the strong, wealthy and powerful bulldozer over our rights and the whole planet.

 ‘We want all of our rights, we want them here, and we want them now.’


‘Forgiveness is not an occasional act; it is a constant attitude.’

I’m all for forgiveness.

  ‘We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.’

Keep fighting for that goal of a planet and its people, animals and plants that are treated with respect.

 ‘Only in the darkness can you see the stars.’

Never give up hope or the struggle.

  ‘Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.’

Education is the answer to most things.

‘No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they’d die for.’

You have to have a philosophy worth fighting for.

 ‘Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’

The selfish, greedy culture is predominating. It has to be reversed. People are happiest sharing.

 ‘I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.’

Hate is acid.

‘No person has the right to rain on your dreams.’

The trolls and pessimists need to shut the fuck up!!

 ‘Darkness cannot drive out darkness: Only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: Only love can do that.’

What a great sentiment to end on. We’d all do well to remember that whenever there is a knee-jerk call to bomb, kill and destroy. Rarely is violence justified.

When indeed shall we learn that we are all related one to the other, thar we are all members of one body?…..Helen Keller

That needs to be extended to all of the plants and creatures that make up the ecosystem of this wonderful planet. We are all interconnected and one family!


Helen Keller Says: “When indeed shall we learn that we are all related one to the other, that we are all members of one body? Until the spirit of love for our fellow people, regardless of race, color, or creed, shall fill the world, making real in our lives and our deeds the actuality of human brother- and sisterhood, until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each other’s welfare, social justice can never be attained.”


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Poetry – I am a gorilla – A poem to humanity who has none.

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I am a gorilla

We haven’t been around so long and yet we’re running the planet. We’re out of control.

We think we’re so clever but look at the mess we’re making of things!

We can be so kind but we are the cruellest animal who ever evolved.

We run on power.

We desire more.

We fight for more than we could ever need.

Our greed is extraordinary. We’re like wolverines in a chicken-run.

The planet’s become our play thing.

And we’ve only just begun!


I am a gorilla


I am a gorilla

In a garden without a single tree

A crazy, bemused chimpanzee

Who built a lavatory.


My madness runs

In my veins and DNA.

Inherited through my genes

To bring atoms into play.


From the African Savannah

Right out to the stars

We’re the naked chimps

Who string up guitars.


I know I am a mad ape

Creating cities and the gun

Fanatical religions

And we’ve only just begun.


Opher 15.8.2015