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Mon 05/12/14 01:49 AM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 05/12/14 01:50 AM
Good Morning Tommy, I read your poem and in my untutored mind
I do think your writing is very eloquent:

Always a bird in flight in my own skin.

This shelter place of my being.

Left over grace.

You may not shape it but you can make the colours bright, and you
do Tommy lad. Yes you really do, and for others too.



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Mon 04/28/14 02:07 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 04/28/14 02:08 PM
I was born on the planet of children, just
like you. Smart phone, Tablet, Kindle.
Daydreaming the other day I wondered.
Would anyone come looking for me if I
just switched off the phone, the computer
and anything else.
Would I just drift from the time and mind of
mankind. Would anyone knock on my door,
look in my window or even ask a neighbour
If they'��d seen me? I think I'��m really asking
would anyone care, but I was just avoiding
the issue. Yeah of course they would? Just
a thought really

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Mon 04/28/14 01:43 PM
Really like your poem Dear lady

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Mon 04/28/14 12:23 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 04/28/14 12:26 PM
I Wonder

I wonder, words that make the world go round. I
could never stand still and do like to jump about
a bit, so my plough hardly busts the sod

Sometimes wish it were not so, but then I would
be someone else.

I wanted to know everything but found out I knew
nothing, but wisdom begins in wonder so that'��s a
decent place to start. Maybe I'��ll study, but probably
not. I'��ll walk around and take it in without even knowing,
tumbleweed style.

I do admire these studiers but I want a game of golf.

I'��ll have my little diversion, then start to follow my
nose again. Wish I could make my mind up but
know I never will. I do like to wander or think about
the new. Change I embrace gladly with fingers often
burnt. I do things naturally but well wishers wants me
to study.

Bless their academic souls .

I'��m like a bloody electron I want to be everywhere all
at once, but when I get there I find I'��m nowhere.
Confusing? Yeah. I'��m good at some things but not
a master, just won'��t do the work they want me to do

Still its not their fault its mine!.

My mind jumps about like a grasshopper with his a...
on fire, so what chance have they got?
Don'��t look at me, I'��m not going to give them one and
maybe it just doesn't matter!

Perhaps the wonder of wondering is...

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Wed 04/23/14 02:35 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Wed 04/23/14 02:34 PM

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Wed 04/23/14 02:34 PM
I'll have to read it a few times Tommy, but i know I will
enjoy thinking about it. And why not

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Tue 04/22/14 04:47 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Tue 04/22/14 04:48 PM
You are my heart��s delight,
And where you are, I long to be
You make my darkness bright,
When like a star you shine on me
Shine, then, my whole life through
Your life divine bids me hope anew
That dreams of mine may at last come true
And I shall hear you whisper, "��I love you��"

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Tue 04/22/14 01:33 PM
The greatest thing in the world apart from the love
of a woman, is the love music makes you feel.

R

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Tue 04/22/14 01:11 PM
You're becoming an Angel with that cynicism. Yeah I know, but that's
how I got caught. Of course I know you don't...

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Tue 04/22/14 12:53 PM
Funny you should say that, but I was just discussing writing
about the experiences of an angel.
And I have to tell you that girl with the bottle of wine, she
was actually at the cafe. She poured out, no not a drink, but
her story which if I could have cared was horrendous.
Of course me being an angel I...

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Tue 04/22/14 12:43 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Tue 04/22/14 12:53 PM
A man said to me once, "��Never drink alone."�� I said
"��I never do, loneliness never leaves you alone."��

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Tue 04/22/14 08:26 AM
You know lass you've read the poem, "Real Angel" and already you've
forgotten that, "Cut me and I don't bleed."
Unfortunately it is True, but I'm sure you'll "cry for me?"
R

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Tue 04/22/14 12:30 AM
Edited by rapsscallion on Tue 04/22/14 12:32 AM
If someone doesn'��t want to be part of your life.
Don'��t try to make yourself part of theirs.

I going to write us a happy poem, well I am a happy
person and like to laugh. "And put a smile on it all."

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Tue 04/22/14 12:17 AM
Lovely, sad and clever. You now have no need of me

R

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Mon 04/21/14 11:45 PM
She dumped him of course, went off with a traveling salesman from...
But he did learn that if it's ok to dish out, it's not bad to get back'

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Mon 04/21/14 01:32 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 04/21/14 02:13 PM
About that Angel

It was like glass, the river I mean. Sorry I'��ll go back to the beginning.
I was walking into town along the riverside path, the one that goes
down to the sea.
No I'��ll go right back to the beginning. I mean when I got made into an
Angel. Yes like the one in my poem. I know you don'��t believe me.
I said that in the poem and I'��m sorry for swearing at you but it'��s not easy
being an Angel..

It'��s strange how it happens. I mean I'��m retired, good pension, having
the second childhood and all that and chasing grannies to see how
many I could screw. So! what do I want with all this bloody grief?

Oh yes, he laid it right on me, said he knew I was feeling a bit restless,
"��purposeless"�� in fact, and looking for something to do. So he had a
job for me.
Unbe-F***ing-lievable! Yes exactly my thoughts. Me, a goddamned
Angel. I thought he was taking the piss. But then when you think about it
he'��s always doing things like that. Well what can you say? You can'��t tell
him to "��F off"�� can you. No, you can"��t, and neither could I.

Where does he get these ideas from. I mean this Country is swarming
with people with degrees in "��Medieval needlework,"�� and such like, how
can he pick on the likes of me. "��No "�� he said "��You'��re perfect for the job
and you'��ve had all the training."�� Training, what bloody training?

He says I'��ve been training all my life to be a cold hearted son of a B****,
and that's what is needed.
I asked him if I got any special powers to help me? He says I was going
to be an Angel not Harry Potter. I have to engineer it so they sort out their
own troubles, and no magic tricks. Anyway he said, he didn'��t know any.

I always thought nice guys would make the best Angels but he said "��No
they burn out too easily and don'��t get the job done."��
I was still less than convinced, so he said, "��I was such a silly bastard that
he would let me fall in love with the first woman that needed sorting out,
and that frankly they needed me like a hole in the head, But it would teach
me the final lesson when they betrayed me."��

He pointed out all the "��On the job "�� training I'��d had so to speak.
Like all those young lasses I humped and didn'��t give a F*** for, just walked
away without a backward glance. All those defenses I'��d put up to emotionally
protect myself as a child.
"�� Well,"�� he said, "��They will do nicely, and, "�� that'��s what you'��ve got to use now,
Be aloof."�� Aloof, my A** how can you do that? He says that'��s how I was with
those lasses and as a kid, so he'��s not asking me to do something I'��d not
done before.

What could I say especially when he said that, this time, me being a louse,
would be for their own good.
He could see that I still had my doubts, and he said, "�� Now don'��t worry as he
might be being a bit harsh."�� "�� I'��ll tell you you what,"�� he said, "��I'��ll only let you
see their pain, so that you can empathise with them but you won'��t feel it,
or care."
"Now don'��t try to top yourself when the going gets tough, because we don'��t
like queue jumpers here. Oh, and crying is a no no, too."��

The riverside path, you know, the one that goes down to the sea? Well I
usually walk straight into town, but it was a lovely morning so I decided to
stop for a coffee in the Quayside cafe. There she was, this lass, a woman
actually, drinking wine and she was crying, "��Aren'��t they all."��
The Cathedral Bells were ringing out eleven and I thought, "��The time has
come,"�� the Walrus said, ...



A Real Angel

Cut me and I don'��t bleed.
Love me and I don'��t care.
Tell me I'��m useless, Ok,
so I'��m not Harry Potter.

Curse me, water off my wings, and
you do know, I have to tell it like it is.

Cry for me? Yes, yes do that, but
remember, I can'��t cry for you.

I have to take your hurt and bear it with
grace and humour, while helping you to
banish your past from devouring the future.

This speaks and tells of many things to those
those with eyes to see, and when you see, you
will have no more need of me.


Of course I know you don'��t F***ing believe me.

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Mon 04/21/14 12:14 PM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 04/21/14 12:14 PM
Adventures

Adventures are best recounted personally
when you'��ve survived them.

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Mon 04/21/14 12:09 PM
Sadly to some, time only brings age not wisdom

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Mon 04/21/14 10:48 AM
Good that you now feel that special way

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Mon 04/21/14 07:34 AM
Edited by rapsscallion on Mon 04/21/14 07:37 AM

Jack and the Beanstalk

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions,
small minded people always do that, but the truly great
make you feel that you, too, can become one of them.

R

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