Take Notice

We’re with the Art tent,
We’re with the Badgers,
We’re a basic stitch-up –
sneaking in all the cadgers.

This is the Independent Free State of Mind,
Letting the way for inspirational gatherings,
Inviting all, even those who seem blind.

Snatched from our hands,
And put into their bony clan.

This is the Independent, Free State of Mind,
Where only love is the rule,
Where only love is the law.

Anonymous Girl

True freedom

In the bluebells far away there's a secret that lays,
deep in the heart of the believer, there’s only one,
past memories reminisce in the sun,
here, where twice a day the last of the fairies play,
I come to see, they only want me to be free,
to spread my wings and fly, like a fairy
soaring high.

forgetting the burdens of reality,
concentrate, they’re humming to me,
listen to the sound of their wings beating harder in my soul,
let the innocent child take control,
my spirit roam free in my mind,
can you reminisce the first memory,
the last rhyme.

Isaac Sigley

SHALLOW

Mr Smith works hard during the day,
Mr Jones is a fly by night,
Mr Jones never puts a foot wrong,
But Mr Smith just cannot put one right.

Mr Smith looks after those closest to him,
And does his best to bring in the bread,
Mr Jones simply looks out for Number One,
Without a care of whose feet he may tread.

One sets the trends
And one makes the friends,
But neither man,
Can understand the other.

Greed and mistreatment,
One cannot comprehend,
But benefits from what he wanted,
To discover

LJ Milton

WHO AM I?

A personality in question,
A troubled state of mind,
A spell of brief regression,
As turbulent times unwind.

Perplexities are insecure,
Certainties are foolproof,
An indecisive frame is often vague
Unclear of a truth,
And an untruth.

I assure myself,
I know this living soul,
And I know that all is right,
But the soul that is,
Burning a grilling,
Is reaching an infinite height.