Archive for January, 2022

Monday 17th January 2022

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Struggle

Seventy years of struggle
Not fifty but seventy
It’s never ending
You think I could let go by now
But no
Something keeps gnawing at me
Something wants recognition
Like a dog at a bone
But this dog is barking
Up the wrong tree
Struggle
Fight
Bark louder
Fight harder
Don’t let them put you
In the bottom class this time
Alas
They don’t want what you have
They never did
They don’t understand you
They don’t get you
They take the easy way
Easier to let you stand and wait
Easier to leave you there
Waiting to be picked
But you still need to be wanted
You are a brilliant fool
Craving the attention of someone
Someone that doesn’t
see your worth
And never did
Never will
Seventy years of struggle
Not fifty
You understood me mom
You told me how it is
Ooo our John
What’s going to become of you
Nothing mom
Nothing
I have to submit to it I guess
I’m not going to make it
I’m barking up the wrong tree
And nobody will understand
What all the fuss was about
Not in the end
What a waste of fucking time

Bish 17th January 2022

Rising on Jan. 17, this lunation is asking us to face our deepest feelings and fears and the spiritual meaning of the Wolf Moon is about stepping up as a fierce protector and nurturer in our own lives.

The Wolf Moon

Last night there was a wolf moon
The first moon of another year
It sat in the sky above my sleeping
I saw it through the drawn curtains
I had to go take a look
A wolf moon but it did not howl
Instead the rain dashed against the window
The moon blazed and made me pass my thumb across it
This year I may outlive my fathers age
Thinking on this I retuned to my bed
“I love my bed” he would say to me
And I would watch him snuggle
And move his legs
“I love my bed”
In the morning the world was grey
I had to turn on lights to stop my sunken brow
The rain now filled the air with a shower
The drops so light that they were on the wind
It’s another year
It’s another morning
Be alive

Bish January 1st 2018

Saturday 15th January 2022

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Apologise
It’s so it to say I apologise
So easy to say sorry
But to say it with sincerity
Is another matter
Better to have thought it through
From the start
Better to have been honest
But I don’t think your sort does honesty
Arrogant
High and mighty
I can’t see you resigning
You’re too up your own arse
Not even the views of the many
Can make you see your disrespect
You are blind to your failings
Blind to your lies
You really believe that you have done no wrong
And that’s dangerous
You really are a piece of work
And that’s dangerous to the health of the many
Bish 15th January 2022
(Boris Johnson)

After 70 years on the throne, every aspect of the relationship between the monarch and her prime ministers must surely have become deeply, even sometimes wearyingly, familiar to Elizabeth II. Fourteen very different men and women have held the country’s highest political office since 1952 – 10 Conservatives and four Labour. Ideologically, they cover a wide spectrum of views.

Yet they have all been united by one thing: the intense care they have taken never to embarrass the Queen in the slightest way.

Until Boris Johnson.

The thought of having to make a public apology to the monarch like the one that Johnson made on Friday would likely have sent shivers of shame down the spines of every one of his Downing Street predecessors.

From Winston Churchill to Theresa May, it would be hard to think of a more humbling and cringeworthy moment than having to apologise for their staff partying on the eve of the monarch’s husband’s funeral in the midst of a plague.

Friday 14th January 2022

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Paradise

Outside
Beyond my thoughts
Lies paradise
It’s just there
Out of my reach
It’s just there
Music whispering on a breeze
Light on a frost filled morning
Not an island in the pacific
Not a beach
Not a playground of the rich
But it’s just there
On awakening sometimes
I catch a glimpse of it
Then it’s gone
Outstripping my years
Falling away
Beyond any hope of holding it
Outside
Beyond anything that is me
Beyond anything
Paradise
It’s just there
Can you not see it?

Bish on listening to Eternity by Vangellis

January 14th 2022

Thursday 13th January 2022

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Wednesday 12th January 2022

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Monday 10th January 2022

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Sunday 9th January 2022

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All Poets Live in Graveyards

All Poets Live in Graveyards
Their shoes become damp
As the search and move the grass
The green grass as damp as the moss
That covers the grey stones
And the flaking dissolving written words
They struggle with nature
To read what was said of the dead
You will see them alone
Or sometimes with shadows of angels
They talk in whispers and get no reply
They never disturb the people that lie
It’s quiet
Its silence rusts the bars of iron
That surrounds the tombs of the rich
The families that could afford to stand
At Gods right hand
Stern British words
Account for their deeds
While the ordinary man
Rests in peace with his wife
Together again

Coughton Court

Bish 1994

Saturday 8th January 2022

Posted in Uncategorized on January 8, 2022 by uppyalf

The Dripping Cake

I stood at the doors of paradise
But they were firmly locked and barred
Music from another paradise
Echoed around the square
Blindly bouncing of marble eyes
A mother and child looked down
Upon this scene not moving
While a child of today
Danced around upon his father’s shoulders
The dripping cake
Changed its flavour
In this late last night for some
But the music plays on and on and on

Bish Florence 1998

Must have been something to do with Dali
And the musicians playing violins while sitting on the steps
Of the Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore

Saint John’s Night

The young girl yawned her way across the square
She carried sweetly scented roses
They were pinched tightly in her tiny fingers
Tenderly she offered them to lovers then moved on
A girl in blue shoes danced the fandango
With a dog so red It appeared to me as
The flames where Savonarola burned
The thunder in my head was only distant
Fireworks crashing on Saint John’s night
There are young men standing with cell phones
Stuck against their deafened ears as if they
Are communicating with the Gods
They cast shadows
Where Gods carved by other Gods
Cast shadows and all this plays
Into the heated night

Bish 24th June 1998

Piazza della Signoria

Piazza della Signoria A square in front of the Palazzo Vecchio in Florence, Italy. It was named after the Palazzo della Signoria, also called Palazzo Vecchio. It is the main point of the origin and history of the Florentine Republic and still maintains its reputation as the political focus of the city. It is the meeting place of Florentines as well as the numerous tourists, located near Palazzo Vecchio and Piazza del Duomo and gateway to Uffizi Gallery.

Wednesday 5th January 2022

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Tuesday 4th January 2022

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