A little Paradise…

The most beautiful little hands, the most amazing eyes, the greatest smell. The sound of the laughter, the inquizitive chatting and the innocence. These are magical times. Times I remember when I was oh so small as well, a time of a yesteryear.

The cute clothes and a small cosey bed and a bedroom. The gorgeous eyes see a new world.

The love and affection pouring to and from the heart of innocence is immense. May the world love you like we do.

Days which pass the magic gets stronger but the time shorter yet more precious. Where do all the years go?

I have spent many years at the paradise of your love and in the gasping beauty of your eyes and of your innocent kisses upon my head. These are beautiful precious moments I can never get back and wont stand the test of time. They are the moments of which will exist beautifully only within my memory.

The innocence and greatness of purity shall carry with me for my eternity amongst the stars. I am enriched to experience precious time with you, precious days that I want to last forever, I am blessed with the return into a kingdom which I once lived and you opened the gates for me to be back amongst the great beginning of life. Here exists total freedom and total creation and happiness. A world of which I have missed. One where I once belonged so happily.

If only I could tell you of the cruel cold desert outside this kingdom where you currently live. It would make you enjoy every moment of where you are now in this beautiful better reality.

In this kingdom memories are made that echoes through the ages, where love is so strong it is unbreakable, where the stars are clear and where peace amongst others reigns.

The day will come where you must leave the kingdom and never truly return but the memories of these days and the people who existed within it shall stay with you for all eternity.

May you have a long time in the kingdom, may you have a long and amazing life oh little cute beautiful soul of paradise…

Vera Lynn – Our Sweetheart…

The tragic news has come that Vera Lynn has died. May she rest in peace.

I feel such sadness. She was a symbol of hope and freedom and kept the spirits going. Her songs and her smile shall never be forgotten.

Vera Lynn is forever our nations sweetheart, the light in darkness and played her part in the war. She deserves a statue.

From wonderful music to wonderful kindness did she inspire this nation and keep the morale up.

She was weaved into the tapestry of this nation and into our hearts with beautiful motivating and beautiful songs which still get played and enjoyed even till this day.

It is like the last of old England has gone and today the nation mourns its sweetheart.

Great songs such as we’ll meet again, Berkeley Square, And bluebirds over the White cliffs of Dover have kept us connected to freedom and romance.

Looking back her songs make the wartime a romantic time when love was in jeopardy she kept the light of love and romance burning.

Thankyou so much Vera for everything you did and the wonderful songs you sung and you are our sweetheart forever.

Goodbye our sweetheart – we’ll meet again…

Dame Vera Lynn may you rest in peace…

Thunder and Lightning…

The flashing light within the night
The rumble of thunder close by, The sound of the rain heavy against the window


How I love thunder and lightning, so exciting and so spooky. The best time to experience thunder is in bed. When nature roars but we are safe and snug away from it all.


It was always my most favourite weather, when the sky is angry, when the weather rages and sends the torrents against mankind


The sky lights up from a lightning bolt
Rain falls like a waterfall. Nature shows its strength to humanity.

The sky roars loud
The road has become like a river. No man can cut through a storm safe despite his technologies. Mother nature is stronger than us all.

I was once out in a great storm and I seen a lightning bolt hit the floor close by. It was a dangerous, scary and exciting moment as I got drenched in the rain heading to my car.

It is a reminder to this supreme mindset mankind has which is just a myth that nature is king.

As a child my eyes was fascinated by lightning as it comes closer, the flash of lightning and the wait for the thunder roar. The sounds of rain on the roof and the floods building close by. This excited me alot.

Nature sends its powerful electric display and loud roaring voice, nature batters at our world well. When the storm comes the people hide.

Next time the storm rages I shall watch in wonder and enjoy natures display of strength….nature is beautiful

The childhood regret…

Once there was a little girl who lived down the street,

and upon a summers evening when I was aged seven she sat on her bike on my drive wearing a yellow tshirt, denim dungarees and trainers on her feet,

a little cute thing and really sweet

Upon this moment I said something wrong, and I remember it and look back with regret
I said a word of which in childhood it should never belong

Upon that evening I innocently called you brown, and upon this moment my mum stepped forward and shouted me down

I didnt mean what I said, It was a silly remark of a young boy and I remember your sad face within that moment in my head

You probably dont remember this moment all them years ago, the years passed by too quickly and places and people did we outgrow, But I am sorry I want you to know

As children we was friends, and within childhood memories this never ends, and I write this poem to make amends,

For a little girl I once knew who used to make me smile, who over the years would come and chat for a while

A little girl who once existed with black frizzy hair and always was kind, and in childhood this can be hard to find

You are one of the names of a yesteryear, and when I return home all the kids are gone who once played here.

From childhood we are now gone and from these streets we no longer play, and you have all grown up into the woman that you are today


But within the shadows of time I shall always have a memory, of a girl who existed in my very own history, I shall always remember the little girl,

I shall always remember –  Tilly

The Eve Gene…

The beauty of the mix of black and white
Opposite ends of polarity
One is dark one is light
One is day and one is night

Stretching back through eternity, we all share the same path, to the Eve Gene and the mother of all humanity

Stretching back to Africa at the very start, came the Eve Gene, and the chains to all people in history, may we all look back with an open heart

Each share beauty of their own
Each are the same and vary of different colours depending on the tone, and the Eve gene deserves praise for our diversity and praise alone

The world is full of different shades, we must embrace our uniqueness, our difference because our time in this life here quickly fades

When we will see, a day where all mankind lives with one another peacefully? When all hearts and minds will be free?

Of Black and White,
There cannot be one without the other,
There should be respect for one another

People are like night and day of which we both have strengths to bring, where we have the same source in history where they both share the same beautiful beginning

Oh the wonderful Eve gene, oh the wonder of history, oh the beautiful black and white and all the shades in between,

Oh the beautiful Eve gene, the bringer of all mankinds colours, the variety humanity and everyone you have ever seen from the beautiful Eve gene


In the light is a beautiful sunrise, in the dark is the beautiful starlit skies, within the hearts of humanity we all share the same world and dreams when you look through each others eyes


Remembering we are all humanity is the only way to make it all right
To live in peace together
Together as one people from black through to white…

Memories of Hillview…

Once upon a time there was a group of children who all went to one place together and shared their childhoods together. We as children all went to one school together and our school was called….Hillview.

The memories still dance in my mind. The stone faces on the wall in the foyet, the smell and the feel of the school mobiles, the excitement of being able to go and play on the school field on hot summers days and the magical feeling of going back to your friends house for tea after school.

I can remember the Alice in Wonderland painting along one of the walls in a coridoor.

I can remember the magic of being at School on dark nights because it was Christmas time and we was doing Christmas plays and everyone was wearing costumes. The school hall was in darkness just a spotlight on stage and all the parents sat watching. That hall had for me a strange feel on the floor and its own unique smell.

I remember the songs we used to sing. I remember the places and houses people from school used to live in. We lived in a generation at Hillview where everybody was raised well and had nice parents.

Life was simple and easy back then. There was nothing to worry about and you got to play with friends and enjoy life all day.

I started school in the late 80s. Seems such a long time ago now. Teenage mutant hero turtles and Ghostbusters was the popular childrens culture.

I can remember my first day and I was very upset. I didnt want to go school and didnt settle too great. I can remember one boy talking to me and on my second day in school I was ok and was met by this boy again. This boys name was Tom.

Unrealized by me over the years Tom was actually very talented and smart. He was a great drawer from an early age and I remember once when he was sat next to me and we had to draw a picture the teacher Mrs Price could not believe his cartoon art. I can remember it now and it was great. I dont think he was ever given enough recognition for his talents. From an early age he stayed behind after school for guitar lessons and did what he wanted to do without being swayed by others.

This was a great time where image didnt matter and people was allowed to be free as themselves.

My favourite classroom at School I think was the mobile classrooms. Especially in winter there was an atmosphere in them and it was different. It was more old fashioned in them and cold in the mornings until the old heaters came on. They had their own distinct smell.

Another friend I met at a young age was Chris. Chris was probably the cleverest person I knew at the time. He was smart and the most genuine person I have ever known. I walked to school and home again with Chris every day. Throughout early childhood me and Chris did everything together. I spent the most time with Chris as he lived close by and we was together doing something or other everyday.

I remember the excitement of a school night away when we was about 6. We went to stay in the woods for the night with school and I remember the excitement of this night.

I am not 100% but as we had all female teachers on the trip the girls stayed in the same room as the teachers but us boys was left to mess about unattended in another room. We all was messing about shining our torches around the room. The teacher came in and shouted mainly at Tom who was actually the innocent party in it all who was sat in bed reading a pop up kids book with his torch.

Andy was another friend I had from an early age. I went to his after school for tea more than anyone elses. I can still remember his old house and the lay out. It was exciting going back to his house. We played the same games and watched the same tv shows over the years. He was imaginative like me and between us we was a sort of pair of story tellers. We used to imagine events and scenarios. It was Andy I spent many dinners with indoors when he had hurt his toe and we sat in the school foyet next to faces sunk in stone which we seen as kind of creepy and exciting.

Another friend who I met over time was Greg. This added another dimension to my time at School and opened me up to more friends. Greg was a friend magnet and everyone wanted to be friends with him.

Once when we was slightly older a few of us had a fascination with ‘bloody Mary’. Me and Greg maybe was the creators of this new scenario where we went into the boys toilets and turned the lights off and said bloody Mary over and over again.

For some reason this became a regular thing and more and more of the boys from class came. At one point I think there was about 8 of us crammed in there doing it. How the teacher didnt notice all the boys missing from class I do not know. Even a couple of people from other classes sneaked over to join us at one point.

The stories which unfolded from this saga was immense. Someone claimed that the toilet mirror opened up and they walked in and someone else claimed they seen a Pharoah in the cubicle. These was magical times….

Political correctness didnt seem to exist in the 90s. For fun we often climbed on the steps of the mobile school rooms fire escape and hang off a 7 foot drop playing. It didnt seem dangerous and no one stopped us. We just knew not to do anything risky and you knew what was dangerous.

Once after the Christmas holidays I remember there was 4 of us sat on a table 2 people facing each other. Facing me was Andy and Matthew. From the ceiling in between them was a small drip which dripped slowly. The teacher put a bucket between them and it dripped slowly into it. But a day or two went by and the drip got faster and faster.

Suddenly it began to pour and we all shot to the back of the classroom. Then a part of the ceiling collapsed as lots of water poured into the class right about where Andy had been sitting. Had he remained he would of been soaked. The pipe had burst and water poured non stop from the ceiling and down the walls all over everyones work on the walls.

I wonder what happened to all them teachers who taught us as children lifes early lessons and the foundation of our education and futures.

Growing up in Hillview in the 90s was a great time. A time which ended too fast. I have known so many people since I was four years old and have many strong bonds and memories with them.

I often wonder of those children who are there now that do they ever know that we once shared their classrooms and playground and looked of the windows at the same views they now share and that we played for their football team. Do they know once there was children who used to walk the same paths and places home as they do now? Do they even know that we was ever there at all?

My time at Hillview and possibly my true childhood came and went in the blink of an eye, but the memories and the people I forged bonds and friendships with shall last forever. May the children of today enjoy their childhoods as did we….

Beautiful Venus

Floating way up high, in a beautiful summers night sky, is Venus shining to the naked eye

Beautiful does she shine, floating close by since the dawn of time

She crosses the sky so elegant, mysterious in her ways, so beautifully and heaven sent

Venus is queen of the night, a true wonder above this world, to behold her is a beautiful sight

Venus holds a true wonder and romance, as she shines away for all to see, doing a beautiful sky dance

Silently does she go making her way, moving in the sky for all to see, elegantly like a beautiful ballet

Unnoticed by the world as she goes on by, but loved by me as she floats in the sky

Surrounded by a beautiful night sky of dark blue, alone together upon this night, this moment shared by just me and you

The night sky is the most beautiful of all natures art, striking wonder within my mind and heart, written into the cosmos, made so beautifully and so smart

Venus, I could gaze at you all night, the wonder of my life and such a beautiful sight, oh thank you Venus how you have shown me such a beautiful night…

The pendulum of life…

Life is like a pendulum swinging backwards and forwards through time. And now it is swinging backwards…

In history the ancient world achieved such great things and magical wonders of the ancient world. The pendulum swung forward through time and great things happened to humanity. Such as the pyramids etc…

Then what we know as ‘the dark ages’took place as the pendulum swung backwards through time. Technology fell, standards dropped, people became disliked on nationality skin, gender and religion and wars, hatred and disease dominated the planet on a mass scale. The dark ages brought no real advancement on mankind only more of the same. Oppression was king in these times.

Women had no rights, they was second class citizens. They could not drive or vote in political debates and became almost possessions.

Races was categorized on standards and who was the master race in an order chosen by the most dominant. People believed in only their own race as the best.

Religion was strict and other religions frowned upon and anyone believing in anything other than that religious text was guilty of blasphemy.

But then the pendulum swung forward through time. Humanity broke down so many stigmas and social barriers and people became more free and equal. Women had the same rights as men. Racism hit a new all time low and all races was treated the same. All religions was accepted and respected and diversity became the core of life. Kindness and humanity and living became the best way to be.

Technologies reached an all time high within this modern time as the pendulum swings forward in time with great communications and transports and healthcare. Things such as advanced telephones everyone has and the internet which has brought the world together and educated people on mass about different cultures and ways of life and how to be what you want to be.

The world became smaller and people met people that at one time they never would of and would only have the news to know of these people and far away lands. The internet brought in a powerful advancement in the ways of humanity.

People no longer had the news to spread propoganda. They could decide for themselves who and what they didnt like by knowing these people and talking to these people. The mainstream medias power over people weakened. People had become more free than ever before….

But now the signs show that the pendulum of life swings backwards again…

First it has begun with religious extremism becoming more and more common across the globe. Which is spreading fast and there does not seem to be alot happening to stop this oncoming oppression of extremism. Where will it end?

We will see a religion dominate at some point in the next 30 years or so which seeks to oppress minorities, destroy LGBT and push womens freedoms back to a time long ago.

There is now a rise in racism again across the globe. As a child I never knew of any racism for example in football. It had been reduced to nothing and didnt exist. Everyone was equal. But recently there has been a rise of racism again across the globe in all sports and in the streets.

Facist movements and old opinions have re-surfaced and becoming more and more common. Politicians are becoming more and more vocal about certain races. Comments made by leaders have awoken the sleeping eye of the racists and set them free. Populism in this belief has grown and spread into people. Racism is once again on the rise…

Wars have become once again more and more dangerous and brutal and nuclear war has hung on the brink three times in the last five years. USA has locked horns and nuclear war at the press of a button with Iran and North Korea. Nations with dangerous ideologies and agendas have arisen again from the dark ages which all nations for many years had been silent and co-operative with each other for many years suddenly decided to become rogue nations and push the limits of the world.

Hatred has become a common emotion in many. People use social media to vent their hatred and dislike without any reason or cause just simply dislike but no reason for it. The latest dislike and hatred I believe sadly may come towards Chinese people because of the corona virus. But this has become a thing. That people dislike ordinary innocent people simply because of the origins of a virus.

If a black man stabs someone on the news. People jump on it and tag all of his race the same. This is becoming more common on the news and people are jumping on the bandwagon.

The hatred that is spread between example Brexit and remain voters in the UK is phenomeonal. The dislike and the name calling between both is of vile hatred towards each other.

It is the same in USA between Trump supporters and those who oppose him. Suddenly people are being the worse they can be towards each other.

People suddenly hate immigrants and asylum seekers and declare them as criminals. To not want to help them while they flee from war or nations which no longer like them being in that country.

The history books on the shelves begain to repeat themselves…

So going forward as the pendulum swings backwards I can only see old wounds opened again and a new dark ages to emerge.

As the pendulum swings back the mainstream media re-gains control and leads people astray once again….

May the pendulum swing forward again soon…

The Satin sky…

The sky resembles satin
The sun is paradise
The wind whispers

Here is paradise for me
In nature with you

The wind in the hair
The sun in your eyes
Paradise for me

I adore the world of God
I feel peace
I feel the wind and the whisper of God
I feel your soul
I feel God

I travel through the mountains and over the lakes below the skies of satin

I look for love, I look for myself, my soul reflects on the water

The sea is calm and the wind is beautiful
The birds sing with my soul
I am in paradise in nature

Paradise is within you
I live within the heart of nature
Below the skies
Below the skies of beautiful sunlight

I find wisdom in nature
beauty in nature
And love in the heart of you

Thank you God for my life, for the greatness of love and nature
Thank you God for everything in my life

Le ciel satinè

Le ciel ressemble au satin
Le soleil est le paradis
Le vent murmures

Ici est paradis pour moi
En la nature avec toi

Le vent dans le cheveux
Le soleil en tes yeuxs
Paradis pour moi

J’adore la monde de la dieu
Je sens la paix
Je sens le vent et le murmure de dieu
Je sens ton ame
Je sens le dieu

En moi est paix parce que la natur
Mon ame est en paix aussi

Je voyager à travers les montagnes et sur les lacs sous le ciel de satin

Je cherche pour amour, je me cherche, mon ame rèflèchit sur l’eau

Le mer est calme et le vent est belle
Les oiseux chanson avec mon ame
Je suis en paradis en la natur

Paradise est en toi
Je vive en la coeur de la natur
Sous le ciel
Sous le ciel de belle soleil

Je trouve segesse en la natur
Et belle en la nature
Et amour en la coeur de toi

Merci pour ton ame
Merci pour la vie
Merci le dieu pour toute en ma vie