Reason For The Season

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/11/daily-prompt-seasons-2/

For many of us the seasons are changing, bouncing unpredictably between cold and warm. Are you glad to be moving into a new season, or wishing for one more week of the old?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SEASONS.

There’s a reason for the season

But I don’t know what it is.

It’s like someone plays

A song inside my heart.

 

There’s a difference in the air,

Makes my nostrils start to flare,

Scenting changes and

A special vital spark.

 

It’s alluring in its smell,

I can feel my spirit swell

And take flight among

The birds up in the sky.

 

There’s a slight nip and a chill

And a stronger breeze around.

It lifts my wings and

Causes me to fly.

Video reading Reason For The Season

Rebirth Of Democracy

I have been reading so many posts on world politics at the moment. There seems to be universal disillusionment with the status quo. Systemic failure in how governments are elected and run.

Those who don’t ‘do’ politics may be excused. 😉 But, real politics is about ‘the people’. We are the people. Just sayin’.  You may now skip this page. 🙂

Had it up to here, it seems.

Politicians damage dreams.

Shit from high

To down below.

That’s not the way

It’s meant to go.

 

Servant doesn’t mean

You’re master,

Climbing up the ladder

Faster,

Pushing others

At each rung.

Your voice first,

Your song sung.

 

An aria of fortitude

Speaks to others

Things of good,

Of nations all

Upon the earth.

Don’t they stink?

Time for

Rebirth……

 

………..Labour with

Unending pain…….

…….Push…….

……And shove……

Begin again.

……Gasp …….

…….And breathe…..

Sigh with relief!

New life born

And so belief

 

In all potential

If, with care,

We raise new child,

Remember where

Child of love needs

Parental approval,

Discipline, growth

Or else removal.

 

Freedom found in liberty

When liberty can mean license

To strut and brag, pontificate,

Shuts others into silence.

An x once more

Would mean a kiss

Instead of mark

To show they’re missed.

 

Voted out

By ballot box,

Click on internet.

This rocks!

Had it up to here

With some.

E-polls running.

This is fun!

 

Press a like

Or just remove.

At the end

This may prove

In whom we trust,

Who we approve.

Power, charged

With our lives,

 

Ongoing voting

Would despise

Those who thwart

All enterprise,

Hopes and

Dreams and

Life.

 

If adopted by

One nation,

Others may follow.

Watch this station –

Voting on

The internet,

Like and follow

Or forget.

 

No money then

To lead campaign,

No underhanded

Tactics gain

Market forces,

Lobbyists.

Oh, good grief,

They’d be so pissed!

 

I like my plan,

It has some merit,

Maybe we could

Name it ‘Ferret’,

Weaseling out

All sneaky natures,

Power hungry,

Not our saviours.

 

Just like Twitter,

WordPress, Facebook,

We’d all be members,

Take a look

At actions, words

Revealed by ‘them’

With ongoing reviews,

Just like OM

 

Did in Project O

Though smaller,

Opinionate or even holler

On forums

That discuss all news,

Share ideas

And points of views.

 

Worldwidepress,

Thinking, feeling,

Sharing real life

And so revealing

Life in its raw

In many lands

So we may read

And understand.

 

Or do you think

They’d shut us down,

Claiming subversion

With a frown.

‘Access denied’

Would pop up then

On ‘Worldwidepress’

Not ‘News At Ten’

 

Where stories often

Don’t relay

The world we know,

Live in today.

I want to know

My fellow man,

And, if they know me,

Maybe we can

 

Reach a point

Where citizens live,

Who are prepared

To receive, to give

Some understanding,

Compassion, smile.

I’d like to try it

For a while.

 

Do you think

That if we dare

There’d come a point

When we wouldn’t care

About politicians

And their causes,

Writing laws,

Amending clauses.

 

Busy, busy

Bureaucratic,

Power greedy,

Autocratic.

Manic in their

Sense of worth.

Depleted patience.

I’ve had enough.

 

I’m such a blether,

This I know, but

There must be a

Better way to go.

Some refinement,

Might just work.

At last, we could sack,

Tell them to go to…….

………find employment elsewhere.

 

Video reading Rebirth Of Democracy

Closed/Open

The sign is up,

‘Closed’, it says.

Open soon as

Better days

End recession,

Deep depression.

That’s when

They’ll open up.

 

‘Gone to lunch’

For quite some time

Head in mire where

No things rhyme.

Nothing making

Any sense.

May never

Open up.

 

‘Be back soon’,

This Fagin’s song,

Stolen treasure

Does belong

Wherever you may

See a need

To help

One open up.

 

‘Coming soon’,

New stock here,

Open heart

So full of cheer

At all of chances

Life may give.

At last,

They open up.