Poetry – Looking Forward

Looking Forward

I’m looking forward

With a good heart

And a wish,

To a day

When there is

A healthy dream.

I’m hoping

And breathing my wishes

Into the wind

With the desire

That they might

Bear fruit.

I’m in love

With the future,

With its ripe world

Of possibility,

In which all things

Are imaginable.

Hopes, dreams, desires, love

And wishes

Are all

I have to offer.

I crave

They are enough.

Opher – 13.5.2016

Looking forward

If we do not keep the hope alive then life is unbearable. We have to dream.

Somewhere in the future there has to be a life that is better than the one we live, a world that is fairer and less violent.

It is true.

If we measure ourselves against the past we see that we are not as cruel as we were. The bear-pits, and cock fights are gone. The brigands no longer pillage and rape. We no longer torture people to death or burn them at the stake. We have become more civilised.

The zeitgeist we build will be better. It is something to work for.

Before we destroy nature completely we may yet come to our senses.

Poetry – PSYCHOLOGICAL DUST

PSYCHOLOGICAL DUST

One day xenophobia

will begin to rust.

People will smile

and help each other

And fall about in lust

They’ll make the world a better place

Solve every problem — just

And hate and war

And nastiness

Will become

Psychological

Dust

OPHER 11.5.98

It is a lovely thought to imagine that one day this turbulent species of ours will mature, that all the stupidity of violence, hatred, racism, sexism and war will be consigned to the history books.

Instead of being directed by selfish greed we will build a new future of love, harmony and peace. We will live sustainably and at peace with the rest of nature and no longer feel pleasure at other creatures pain.

We can all dream.

It is a vision worth working towards.

I wrote this poem in the hopes that the future will only contain the psychological fossils of all the nasty things. Hatred and cruelty will be psychological dust in the human psyche. Their memory will be so faint that there will nothing of their form left.

We will all be the happier.

I work towards creating psychological dust.

The Corona Diaries – Day 191

It’s Autumn, the sun is weaker, the light weaker, the grass is dying back and leaves are beginning to change colour. My eye is still troubling me with this painful photophobia. I work up in the night, looked at the time and the light from my watch sent stabbing pains in my eye. Not good.

But my thigh strain is almost better!

I stayed in all morning waiting for the BT engineer who never came. Couldn’t watch the football last night – TV won’t stream. Internet is on-off and slow and the phone cut out. That’s 4 engineer visits that have not materialised, along with 4 promised ring backs. This is a saga that’s been going on since March. Is this a record? Is it just BT?

I do need my internet. This is pathetic.

So this afternoon I took a very pleasant walk up my hill, picking blackberries on the way (brambles up here). The sun shined and it cheered me up.

Back in Coronaland Johnson admits that all his contradictory instructions have made things so complex nobody knows what they are meant to be doing. That puts us all in the same boat as him then!

Because of the spiralling virus cases, we are going to have the joy of a weekly Downing Street conference. Simply not good enough! In this time of great national crisis, we need a leader who talks to us daily – reassuring, instructing, advising. Instead we get a buffoon who is glimpsed laying bricks or in wellingtons and is prevented from opening his mouth because he keeps putting his foot in it.

So we have another 7108 new cases and 71 deaths. We have shutdowns in the North West, Birmingham and Leicester. We have an increasing number of people with lengthy or permanent damage to heart, lungs and brain.

Scientists are predicting up to 50,000 cases a day unless the government gets a grip on things.

More and more is coming out about the appalling mess of Brexit that the clown got us into. Already more has been spent than we paid into the EU since the beginning. Nobody spoke about an army of civil servants, huge new customs posts and an army of customs officers, massive new red-tape, tariffs, the south of England being transformed into a lorry park, increased food prices, food shortages, an end to scientific collaboration, having to spend billions producing our own inferior versions of sat navs, nuclear arrangements and terrorism information, car companies fleeing to Europe, a huge exodus of other companies, job losses, firms closing and worse working conditions, wages and environmental standards.

Wasn’t this all going to be the easiest deal ever and save us £350 million a week? Lies lies lies LIES LIES LIES!!!!

The other worrying thing is that in order to get Brexit we’ve ended up with a Tory government made up of rabid right-wingers (all the sensible ones like Rory Stewart were purged). All they care about is Brexit and everything else isn’t getting done. What a mess!

Of course, they’ll let Johnson get Brexit done, blame him and dump him – hoping that we’re all stupid enough to think they are wonderful.

We’ve got three more years of these inept extreme clowns. Try to stay safe!!

 

Today’s Music to keep me SSaAaAaNnnnnNeEee in Isolation – Johnny Burnette Rock ‘n’ Roll Trio

Well that Rock ‘n’ Roll trio could certainly rock. They were brilliant Rockabilly. Then he went and spoilt it by becoming a Teen Idol and producing crap pop songs.

I’m going to be playing the real stuff:

 

Poetry – Militia  

Militia

 

Guys in masks,

With rifles,

On the streets

Subverting democracy.

Called to the polling stations

To intimidate you and me.

Called by their President

To subvert

The process of election.

Spreading fake news

About fraudulent voting

Without foundation.

Can this be happening

In the 21st Century?

That a President

Unleashes militia

In complete anarchy?

 

Opher – 30.9.2020

Poetry – The Biosphere.

The Biosphere.

 

Protecting the biosphere

Must be the key priority.

Living on this planet

With sustainability.

 

More hedges, more ponds,

More streams, more trees.

More swifts and swallows,

More hedgehogs please.

 

The time bomb of climate change

Is kicking us.

It’s time for us to change

And board

The environment bus.

 

Protecting the biosphere

Must be the key priority.

Living on this planet

With sustainability.

 

Opher – 30.9.2020