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I checked my Tesco Burgers in the fridge this morning…and They’re Off !.
Hi fellow Opussians ! I am a published poet having been writing since I was 16. Having had poetry published in poetry anthologies. My life has been too busy to say the least over the last 6 years and so my son Daniel Hing a Ling has persuaded me to put pen to paper and start writing again and join in on the Opussian way of life!
I checked my Tesco Burgers in the fridge this morning…and They’re Off !.
#abc A Bit Chaotic Dreams Exist Feeling Goals Haunted I'mJudged Keep Learning My Normality Overlooked Past Queried Reality Shattered Trusted Unequivocally .
#abc. Apple Buns with Cream. Doughnuts Eaten Furtively. Ginger cake Hate It's taste. Jam Krispy kreme - no waste. Lemon Meringue with Nice ice cream. Orange Pancakes they're a dream.
Tomorrow I close another chapter in my life.
I know that we have been through some hard times, you have always been there at the end of the phone, I know you are there, and I can talk to you, Then I know I can cope, and know I’m not alone.
#acrosticchallenge. Hiding - pretending. GuiltY. Pretend they defend. Omitting the truth. Condemning others. Real persona. In failing to practice. Standards no morals. GuiltY.
Inspired by two words on a poem written by hingaling "Collaborating clock" She is slouched in the ward waiting,whilst the clock ticks as the sound resonates, across the silent room It is her proof...
Reading papers, mobile phones, train delays, people moan. From his crouched inebriation, Pissed and unsure of his destination.
The Third Monday in January is said to be the most depressing of the year. My Reasons to be cheerful- It's the little things that we take for granted: A cup of earl grey tea.
She slouched immobile a broken puppet as he pulled her strings moving and controlling her every flinch, generating her pain.
I look out over the wide open expanse, as the soft roar of the surf rushes up onto the shore, lapping the water and trickling back Here is me, Cloudless skies, that give me tranquility and peace...
Dreaming - ensnared. Reacting - abuser. Emotions - alone. Abducted - amnesia. Mistreated - accustom. Inscribed words- graffiti. Negative - tension.
Fifty shades of . Fifty shades of lube to taste and go, Fifty shades of vibrators set to go, The fifty shades of umbrellas we need, to keep out the fifty shades that plant a seed..
Apple they took a very big bite The Guardian 4th November 2012 "Apple paid less than 2% tax on profit made outside the United States last year.
Topshop . yeah right not Topshop and not Topman Phillip Green is the billionaire boss of Topshop, Topman, Dorothy Perkins, Burton, Miss Selfridge and British Home Stores.
Zavvi The Guardian 16th November 2012 "The Hut (owners of Zavvi) avoids VAT by shipping via the US.
Johnnie Walker The Guardian 2nd February 2009 "The UK-based drinks giant Diageo plc has transferred ownership of brands worth billions of pounds, including Johnnie Walker, J&B and Gilbey's gin, to...
Boots Boots was bought by a private equity firm and its HQ was moved to Switzerland. The former head of corporate finance said the UK has lost £100m a year in tax as a result.
Amazon isn't amazing.
Google being frugal The Guardian 12th November 2012 Mr Matt Britton of google , who at least admitted that the company shipped profits to Bermuda to avoid tax.
Ebay We pay - Epay. Ebay UK avoided a £50m corporation tax bill on Britain by channelling payments through Luxembourg and Switzerland. Another tax dodger to add to the Opuss hall of shame..
Ikea Ikea is said to have legally halved its corporation tax bill in the UK by channelling off profits abroad in the form of royalty payments to a sister company.
Cadburys Cadburys are taking the biscuit.
Next time you think about getting a coffee... Starbucks has paid no corporation tax in three years . They paid only £8.6m in total UK corporation tax over 13.
Feliz Natal- Portuguese. Buon Natale-Italian. God Jul- Swedish. Feliz Navidad - Spanish. Mutlu Noeller - Turkish. Iloista Joulua - Finnish. Joyeux Noel- French. Nadolig llauen _ Welsh.
Merry Christmas to all Opussians and as we are all a multicultural and multi lingual bunch Here goes - see how many languages you can recognise.
What can I say to you no words can explain. I know you are there for me I turn to you again and again.
I couldn’t run away any more, I needed something to hold on to for sure, to help me with the hurt, anger and pain I tried to face it all, couldn’t do it on my own - again and again.
Omg tomorrow as Mayan prophecy foretells it is the end of the world as we know it. What would you do if you knew it was your last day on earth. How would you spend your last day.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day . For you are more lovely and more temperate. I would love to shake your darling buds if I may. As summer's here,so do you fancy a date.
Thought disorders - vague or disorganised thinking. Delusion - unusual or bizarre beliefs ,sinking. Hallucinations - unusual sensory perceptions, hearing voices.
It damages our mental health, Controlling our lives , damages yourself. It affects every aspect of people day to day, Impacts on our work lives in different ways.
Earl grey tea for me Signature hot chocolate, ooh yummy But I'm gonna have to abstain Cos Starbucks and their Tax they refrain from paying their tax and with public protest the buyers are now...
Life is a gift - accept it. Life is a challenge - meet it. Life is an adventure - dare it. Life is a sorrow - overcome it. Life is a tragedy- face it. Life is a duty- perform it.
Life is a gift - accept it. Life is a challenge - meet it. Life is an adventure - dare it. Life is a sorrow - overcome it. Life is a tragedy- face it. Life is a duty- perform it.
I know the government's plan, I'm not ashamed of what I am, they think I might cower by the size of their power, and sight of the austerity plan.
To be aware of my senses To be aware of my emotions To be aware of my grief To be aware my tenderness To be aware of my goodness To be aware of my impulses To be aware of my thoughts and desires To...
I place a mask over the face of my real self. I play the role which disguises who i really am. Somewhere inside you and inside of me. Lurk our real selves, a static and formed reality.
I blame it all on weightwatchers. They have turned me in to a health freak. Lost a stone and a half already, and now I have to weigh myself every day not once a week.
Try to keep it a secret, but the burden of guilt and secrecy, is difficult to carry ,as it affects their day to day life and existence. Its difficult to understand why do people do it.
How liberating the experience is, when people learn to help each other.
It is that - I think I judge I feel I value I honour I love I hate I fear I desire I hope I believe I am committed to Being me.
Race insults-fast, half breed, half caste, Hate crime, racism Black on black shadism. Tragic irony, Black skinned darkie, Cussing, light skinned, mixed race, but black, irrespective of shade.
Redemption Song Bob Marley Old pirates, yes, they rob I Sold I to the merchant ships Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit But my hand was made strong By the hand of the almighty We...
Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
I giggle every morning, On the train to Clapham junction. It's the cartoon in the metro, Learn to speak cat is its function.
He's off on another fishing trip, and dressed up to the nines, with bib and brace and wader boots, and rods and reels and lines.
I keep the memories, of the yellow wooden house, red roof built, with my grandfather's own arthritic hands Compactly built, but amply providing, family space for over 60 years, warm and...
Space,give me space I' m trapped in this place. They're unaware of my fears or know of my tears. I've got to have freedom now I've reached the age. I'm a depressed teenager, with feelings of rage.
He stands half heartedly behind the counter, watching the seconds tick away. Tired of hiding behind closed doors, eagerly awaiting the end of his day.
I'm hooked on all these offer sites, Wowcher ,Groupon, and Travelzoo deals, Let's see what grabs me in for the bite.
What Is my purpose . Why am I here. Go to work ,day in and day out It's just existence , no fears.
When did it all start. my slight obsessional creativity phase, wanting to get branded, going along with the craze. Something discreet and it's only there for me.
I take pity on all of those celebrity children, whose parents are all slightly mad, they didn't want a Susan or John, They gave them weird names, It's all rather sad.
(tune how much is that doggy in the window) How much is my pension gonna pay me. When they have chopped it away. The bankers have buggered up the system, and now we're expected to pay.
When I get old and losing my hair many years from now Will I have enough to pay my council tax shopping bills, and food for my cat When they decide to cut my pension Should I ask for more.
On the first day of Christmas the Tories gave to me, an increased retirement age. On the second day of Christmas the Tories gave to me, a 2 year pay freeze and an increased retirement age.
She was taken from her mothers arms, did she have no other choice. just a baby in her arms, an innocent with no voice. To a mother so confused, was all of the truth told.
and still more from Andy There once was a writer called Andy, who with a pen and paper was handy. His style , was quite rude, and he wrote rather lewd, just because he was terribly randy..
Something different .. There once was a mechanic called Andy, now with a spanner he was handy. He tightened his nuts, whilst wiggling his butt, a service from him, would be dandy..
Intense feelings, passions strong, awakened, stirring not felt for long. Kissing, touching, feels so right, arousal increasing, that I can’t fight.
He looks at her face, her features of perfection, so exquisitely proportioned, he longs for her affection.
When I think back to the tangled web, It’s in my mind, all bits of thread. Like a vision, but it’s in my subconscious - it’s not real, a creation of lies and deceit - all internally sealed.
How do we manage to get here . to that stage of no return, can't see through the clouds of despair and doubt, when we crave for love- we yearn..
My first poem written at school- many,many years ago and read fast to the tune of "baggy trousers" by Madness lol People walking down the street, dirty socks and smelly feet, old tramp shuffling...
For the love of my father that was never there to take. Unconditional love Never there to make. To my father I lost, and never knew his hand to seize.
Smooth, sleek and shiny, such a polished ride. I keep her in peak condition, always by my side. Be gentle - not too heavy, always treat her with such style.
Check my skin burst a pimple brush my hair something simple. Clean my teeth put make up on straighten skirt “I won’t be long” Down the boutique try on a skirt A bigger size. Ouch, that really hurts.
"Sickle cell trait” the Doctor stated, with no understanding oblivious I waited. It’s not Sickle cell disease, but a healthy state not Cancer or contagious you've no one to hate.
I’m getting charged up, To engage your attention an ultimate one to one I deserve a small mention.
@ _jojo_390 I find it hard to remember you, the memories of a young child confusion, believing my innocence was the truth.
Poetry, hypnotises and spellbinds us rhyme, metre and image designed to fix the poem in our memory, to burn it deeper than prose to stay in the memory for a split second longer to use the poem as a...
I’ve got to go there’s no mistake It hurts so bad for goodness sake. The pain's so deep from within my gums I hope that some relief will come.
It starts..... a simple thought that grows and expands like a tumour that eats through my hand But slips ....
Virtually cheap to look after, Long life cycle, if treated well, Comes with clear instructions, Fully guaranteed, with no offensive smell.
Weirdy, Beardies Facial flora Vegetarians We adore yah. Their not hippies,but hip They like to smoke grass Nothing too heavy Wheat grass is class.
Walking, stalking Following, harassing Scaring, frightening Possessive, obsessive. Compulsive, repulsive Sad, mad Strange, deranged Stages, rages.
Walk in slowly, anxious smile Sit down nervously, wait a while. Confidently organiser walks towards me Hands out to shake mine. Or take my fee.
If you hit me - I hurt If you ignore me - I withdraw If you shout at me- I get upset If you pity me - I feel helpless If you neglect me - I suffer If you emotionally abuse me - I feel worthless.
I try to conceal my desires, I am not alone, though a lady of leisure. Just me and my sexy partner, to tease and excite me to pleasure.
Does my bum look big in this . Does this skirt look a bit too tight . Do my shoes look really tarty. Does my outfit look alright . Does my hair look rather messy. Does my tummy look all saggy.
Gnarled, knotted bent and misshapen tools of pain. Twisted wooden dowels . Cold, hard , dull heavy and leaden weak, no strength. Metal rods.
Aphrodisiac's a food,drink or drug, to stimulate sexual attraction. Used for mutual enjoyment, to enhance erotic activities to distraction.