Hahaha

Elbow.

Beach

Death is not a cloaked man
with a scythe
Just like birth
Death is woman’s work.
Commanding tides where waters break
On long shores she gathers souls
Plucking seaweed from seafoam,
Life giving air bladders of buoyancy
Gently sorting those that carry
the salt marks of sacrifice
#vss365 #seafoam

Drum sticks and holder with heart motif.

There’s a hammer in my heart
Playing me like a drum
I breathe on the off beat
Sing your name on the fourth bar
It’s drowned the thoughts and voices
Self defeating words of doom
Who said I’d never fall in love
And that I couldn’t carry a tune

#vss365 #hammer #poetry #poem #cyranovg

Star Wars meant nothing to me when it hit the screens Despite being the target; male and pre teen My brothers liked Bowie and Mott the Hoople I was 10, loved comics, punk rock and football Yes, Luke and Hans and the posh robot fell flat Never got the monkey, RD, Leah or Jedi spacecraft Then 12 months later Hollywood delivered I queued round the block in an adolescent fervour This was Leathers and pearls and faulty condoms Those T-birds and Pink Ladies, Could be Blondie and the Ramones It’s true when I grew up I did find the force But when I was a kid, ‘Grease’ was the word

#vss365 #word #words #poetry #poem #cyranovg

Flood the rivers, drain the seas Seize the treasures, spill the blood Monster the poor and the stranger Cut the taxes stop the welfare Load the guns drop the bombs Falsify Gods, Crowns and Country The earth spins the history loop We fail the test then burn the books

Flood the rivers, drain the seas
Seize the treasures, spill the blood
Monster the poor and the stranger
Cut the taxes stop the welfare
Load the guns drop the bombs
Falsify Gods, Crowns and Country
Earth spins it’s history loop
We fail the test then burn the books

#vss365 #loop #poetry

I stand at this sink, look out this window
Tap running, dishes passing hand through flow to hand
Trees, buildings, the river and faraway hills screen daily
Wind turbines are my vanishing point
Each time, every time
I pause for the sky, drink in the bliss
Redefining success

#vss365 #sink

The weak and the worried Live on different streets Wake in different time zones Sing songs to different beats We’ll kiss you to the music But we won’t let you speak You’re the weak and the worried We’ll put warships at your feet Repeat after us We are Love We are Love We are Love

#vss365 #sing #poetry #poem #cyranovg

You’re!

I remember an early robbery Back in the younger gang ‘Paws Up. Nobody move’ The cat did not comply ‘I know what your thinking kitty Have I used seven or eight lives? Well are you feeling lucky puss? Or is this number nine?’ As I pointed thumbs and fingers She gave the piggy bank a shove But I fled the scene hands empty Seems my brother had got there first

#vss365 #bank #poetry #poem #cyranovg

I get lost in her.

🙏🏼

In the field of childhood Them that were bigger Would grab one arm Then the other And begin the spin Faster faster More more The terror scream of glee For three hundred and sixty degrees Then the release One arm now Wild centrifuge The wrenching of the socket Let go now and we’d land beyond that hill Beyond the very heavens Panting, gravity tires, orbit fails Brings us to ground The bouncing bomb Breathless beetroot faced Mouthfuls of cut grass Unable to stand on spinning ground The whole field a waltzer The joyous laughter of surviving

#vss365 #arm #poetry #poem #cyranovg

These hands have Punched, slapped and tore Zipped, and unzipped, dresses. Cowered from blows and comforted, Provided strokes and caresses Apologised and threatened Silenced crowds, pacified children. And clasped Bowed praying to the unforgiving How these hands held my living Can now fail and fall idle. No more violent nor tender Wearily raised in surrender

Was away for a while. This an older one to ease back in.

#vss365 #hand #hands #poetry #poem #cyranovg

Why do we still pay his wages?

I’m way further down the rabbit hole wondering what Russian surveillance is being built into the new ballroom.

Coup

Hot Cross Bums

😮. ‘Vic Miller’ does sound like he could be a left back for Motherwell.

There’s a poem somewhere
about uninvited bad advice
It has always stayed with me,
Verse is our own small boat you see
Lines the links of our anchor
Words assure and stretch to whatever
shore awaits

#vss365 #assure #poetry #poem #cyranovg

A Prayer

I hope indeed
it's true
that compassion
is the core of us

that if someday
my mind addles
inhibition decays
and words flounder

still i might look around
seeking to be kind
with crumbling tools

#poetry

I don’t like the winter getting naked in the trees, I don’t like the cold getting stiff in my knees I hate how the air chills my lungs when I breathe But I do like the warmth of your love I don’t like the drops on the end of my nose, Or Jack Frost biting down hard on my little toes I hate my hands, they’re like ice in these gloves But I do like the warmth of your love I like how your lips warm my checks when we meet, You hanging on my arm so you won’t slip in the street I love the homemade soup you bring for me to heat Yes I do like the warmth of your love I like how our coats are hanging in the hall I like how the logs on the fire pile tall And I love when you say ‘Let’s not go back out at all!’ Yes I do like the warmth of your love I think I’d freeze half to death without the warmth of your love

One from the archive -
#vss365 #warmth #poetry #poem #cyranovg

Don’t be so precious, she yelled at me
I’ve no idea how you got this way
I’ll be getting tested, I respond
Then you won’t be able to call me precious
Unless it’s in a nice way.
For fuck sake, she yells to ears above

#vss365 #precious #poetry #poem #cyranovg

Clearly Dr. Seuss was a fan.

The chalice from the palace holds the brew which is true.

Poems for Lent (Day 19)

Won them a trophy, got them into the Champions League. Instant Karma.

Around the world, we are seeing chip factories, computer assembly plants, and AI factories being constructed at unprecedented scale. This is becoming the largest infrastructure buildout in human history. The labor required to support this buildout is enormous. AI factories need electricians, plumbers, pipefitters, steelworkers, network technicians, installers, and operators. These are skilled, well-paid jobs, and they are in short supply. You do not need a PhD in computer science to participate in this transformation. At the same time, AI is driving productivity across the knowledge economy. Consider radiology. AI now assists with reading scans, but demand for radiologists continues to grow. That is not a paradox. A radiologist’s purpose is to care for patients. Reading scans is one task along the way. When AI takes on more of the routine work, radiologists can focus on judgment, communication, and care. Hospitals become more productive. They serve more patients. They hire more people. Productivity creates capacity. Capacity creates growth.

I just want a graphics card, man
blogs.nvidia.com/blog/ai-5-la...

Photo of Glasgow Central fire There wis a #bonny railway building Called ‘Central’ in Glasgow toon Then a wee illegal vape shop Helped burn that building doon Noo oor daily poetry challenge Ahm sure had ne’er the clue That in the local Glesga parlance ‘Bonny’ means bonfire too!

There wis a #bonny railway station
Called ‘Central’ in Glasgow toon
Then a wee illegal vape shop
Helped burn that building doon
Noo oor daily poetry challenge
Ahm sure had ne’er the clue
That in the local Glesga parlance
‘Bonny’ means bonfire too!

#vss365 #bonny #poetry #poem #cyranovg

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD…

Can we STOP with this ‘special relationship’ BS

And also…can we wake up to the treachery of our right wing press?!