BIGGY ATTITOOD
HERE ARE SOME OF MY POEMS
I WROTE THIS POEM WHEN MY SON OLIVER WOULDN'T GO TO SLEEP
HE ALWAYS INSISTED ON A "MADE UP STORY"
IM THINKING OF DOING IT AS KIDS BOOK AT SOME POINT ..
IF YOU WERE WONDERING IT DID WORK . ZZZZ
THE SLEEP FAIRIES
HERE COME THE SLEEP FAIRIES FROM THE SLEEPY SKIES
CARRYING THEIR SLEEP DUST FOR YOUR SLEEPY EYES
THEY’VE COME TO SEE THE CHILDREN ALL THE GIRLS AND BOYS
SPRINKLING THEIR SLEEP DUST WHEN THERE IS NO NOISE
THEY SIT UPON YOUR EYELIDS WHEN YOUR’E SAFELY TUCKED UP IN BED
WILL ONLY COME TO SEE YOU WHEN THIS STORY HAS BEEN READ
YOU CAN SOMETIMES HERE THEIR VOICES WHEN YOUR EYES ARE SHUT TIGHT
THEY FLOAT AROUND ON DREAM CLOUDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
THEY CHASE AWAY YOUR NIGHTMARES AND KEEP THE BED BUGS OUT
THEY WILL ONLY COME AND SEE YOU WHEN THERE’S NO-ONE ELSE ABOUT
WHEN YOU WAKE THEY FLY AWAY UNTIL TOMORROW NIGHT
FOR THE LITTLE FAIRIES DO NOT LIKE DAYLIGHT
SO GO TO SLEEP NOW CHILDREN IT’S TIME FOR THEM TO COME
THEY’RE WAITING FOR THE KISSES FROM YOUR DAD AND MUM
SO HERE COME THE SLEEP FAIRIES FROM THE SLEEPY SKIES
YOU CAN SOMETIMES FIND THEIR SLEEP DUST IN THE CORNER OF YOUR EYES
XBIGGY ATTITOODX (IBELIEVE IN FAIRIES)
Posted 04/07/13 (17:16)
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I believe wholeheartedly in fairies too. What a lovely magical journey this is. The "Sleep Fairies"what a wonderful idea. Children will love this. Sheilaxby sheila22/07/13 (12:35)(delete) (report this comment) |
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Lovely Biggi. Always wondered what that stuff was in the corner of my eyes. Great flow, could easily be a lullaby ;) RJby rjs2705/07/13 (0:15)(delete) (report this comment) |
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Tell me if your kids like it I might do it in a bookby you04/07/13 (23:15)(delete) (report this comment) |
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Love this! might just read it to my kids tomorrow night! Hoping those fairies come to visit me very soon.by Dotsy04/07/13 (22:12)(delete) (report this comment) |
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Well written Biggy. (have you ever wondered why you can't buy them mushrooms with the red tips in Tesco's?...just a thought)by bun04/07/13 (20:35)(delete) (report this comment) |
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I believe in fairies now lol lovely write :)by Annette04/07/13 (18:50)(delete) (report this comment) |
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Thats fab biggi. not only do i believe in fairies ive seen um. but thats a whole long list of medicationby bob crank04/07/13 (18:09) |
HOLLIES FLOWERS
THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR A POETRY COMPETITION
SOME YEARS AGO NOW I HAD A PHOTO OF MY DAUGHTER
HOLLIE AND JUST WROTE WHAT I FELT. IT IS ONE OF MY FAVS
Hollies flowers
I love to see the flowers in her hair,
For it was I who put them there,
That cheeky smile and lovely dimple,
Oh why can’t life be as simple?
For I wonder what the future holds,
We have to watch while it unfolds,
Hollies flowers is my song,
I love to walk in grasses long,
Just sit down while I take a snap,
A perfect day without a map,
For unlike possessions she cannot be brought,
There’s one small lesson she must be taught,
To love the plants and animals of our land,
Especially when so close to hand,
Let’s hope the fields of joy stay green,
And learn to keep the country clean,
Hollie you are the apple of my eye,
I know my love will never die,
I would gladly give my life for you,
If I could turn those grey skies blue,
Your sweet innocence is a priceless gift,
You always give my days a lift,
Together let’s make this world a better place,
So you can keep that smile upon your face.
XBIGGYX
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MORE POEMS
#MARCH4NHS
DARLO MUMS MARCH DOWN NARROW LANES
HERE COME THE JARROW DAMES
FIGHTING THEIR WAR WITH THE TORY BOYS
WHO THROW THEIR PRAM TOYS FROM A DISTANCE
SOCIAL INJUSTICE AND A WORD FOR THE DOCTORS AND NURSES
BEING REPLACED BY THE FUNERAL HEARSES
CLUTCHING THIER EMPTY PURSES WITH POLITICAL CURSES
IM LOOKING FOR THE RIGHT TO VERSE THIS
THEY MARCH ON TO SHOW SOLIDARITY IN THE WORK FORCE
FROM COUNTY DURHAM WITH VOICES KEPT HIDDEN
ALMOST FORBIDDEN TO SPEAK OUT SO THIS IS MY SHOUT
NYE BEVAN WAS A NICE LAD WITH A SERVICE HE BOUGHT US
SO WHAT HAVE THEY DONE AND WHAT HAS IT TAUGHT US
THE PAY ON THE DAY IS DONE WITH DELAY SO WHAT CAN I SAY
THEY GIVE THEMSELVES A FINANCIAL PACK ON THE BACK
THEN ATTACK AND DIVIDE THE ALREADY DIVIDED
WITH A TEAR IN EACH EYELID
THIS WONT COME OUT IN THE WASH
YOU WITH YOUR POSH DOSH AND HOW DOES IT FEEL NOW
WHEN IM HOLDING THE COSH
YOU TRY AND PRIVATISE BUT THE PRIZE IS MOST UNWISE
OVER AND ABOVE THIS YOU LADIES CAN WALK TALL
HOLD YOUR HEADS HIGH IT IS AFTER ALL OUR NHS
REMEMBER THE WEALTH YOU KEEP FOR YOURSELF
ENJOY IT BECAUSE DESPITE ALL THE MEDIA HUSHING
IT IS YOU WHO’LL BE BLUSHING WHEN THE PEOPLE GO RUSHING
AND AS YOUR VOTERS DIMINISH IT IS YOU WHO IS FINISHED
AND NOW MR CAMERON AS WE MARCH ON TO LONDON
YOU CAN TAKE ANOTHER U TURN YOUR NEVER LEARN
ALWAYS WAX LYRICAL DEMOCRATIC HYPER CRITICAL
ITS ALL ABOUT THE POLICIES AND YOUR POLITICAL CORRUPTION
THE MARCH NHS WAS A DEFENCE ON DESTRUCTION
MR C YOUR’E A WINDOW AND UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU
WE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
SO AFTER 300 MILES WE ARE MET WITH SOME SMILES
AS YOU TURN THE OTHER CHEEK
REMEMBER BLESSED ARE THE MEEK
AND AT LEAST THIS WEEK
THE PROTEST WAS WORTH IT
XBIGGYX
EVA LU XAN
EVA WAS BORN OUT OF A NATURAL SELECTION
SHE WAS A SURVIVOR WHO NEEDED PROTECTION
ALTHOUGH A LITTLE BIT SMELLY SHE WAS A JELLY WITH DIRECTION
THE MOTHER OF SELF REPLICATION
PLEASE DONT SAY SHE WAS A MUTATION
IT WAS IN A MOMENT OF REPRODUCTION
THIS WAS AN INCREDIBLE TRANSFORMATION
SO WITHOUT ANY HESITATION
SHE GETS MY NOMINATION
TO BE THE REASON FOR COLONISATION
WHETHER FICTION OR NON FIXATION
THERE WAS AN ADAPTION BEFORE EXTINCTION
POPULAR WITH A CERTAIN POPULATION
BUT WHAT WAS HER DESTINATION
DARWINIAN OR DAMNATION
WITH AN ETONIAN EDUCATION
SHE MADE IT INTO THE ANIMATION
AND WITH A LITTLE IMAGINATION HER MATERIALISATION
WAS PUT INTO A MUSEUM AND THAT IS WHY
WE CALL HER EVA THE DIVA
SEE YA X
COLLABORATION SEPT2014
THIS IS THE COLLABORATION
WE ARE FRIENDS HERE SO LEND ME YOUR EARS
IM HERE FOR YOU IN SPOKEN VOICE A CELEBRATION
HIBERNATION TIME FOR THIS THE NATION OF MINE
AS WE ALL COME TOGETHER IT’S OUR DESTINY
THE MEETING ROOM THE OBSERVATORY
THE WORLD WE LOOK UPON WE PULL IT DOWN WE BUILD IT UP
THE MASTERS CUP IS HALF FULL AGAIN THE POETRY OF A THOUSAND MEN
IMMORTAL WORDS WRITTEN IN THE SAND ON THE BACK OF HANDS
SCRIPTS AND SCROLLS ON TOILET ROLLS IN UNDERGROUNDS
WITH HIP HOP SOUNDS BEATS AND BREAKS ON BOATS ON LAKES
IN THESE SURROUNDING LANDS WHERE PAPER MEETS THE PEN
DANCING TOGETHER AND WHO KNOWS WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT
EVEN IF THE FIGHT AINT RIGHT WHATS IN ME TONIGHT
TURN THE PAGE JUMP ON THE STAGE AND FEEL THE RAGE
WORDS DEPICTING PAIN INFLICTING AND SPEAKING WITH DIFFERNT TONGUE
MUSICALLY AND LYRICALLY AS BIRDS ARE SINGING AND IM BRINGING YOU
INTO THIS ART FORM RISE UP TOGETHER AND WEATHER THE STORM
COLLECTIVELY AND IN MY TAPESTRY COME RAP WITH ME
LETS COME TOGETHER AND MAKE A SCENE AND WITH YOUR SERENITY
OF YOUTH WE CAN BE AS ONE ETERNALLY LETS DRINK TO THAT
IN OUR ORCHESTRA THE RENKU IS RHYMING AND WITH PERFECT TIMING
WE JOIN THE BARS WE LINK THE CHAINS AND THIS COLLAGE STAYS THE SAME
THE THIRD VOICE EMERGES THE CONCEPTION CONVERGES AND GIVES LIFE TO THE NEWBORN THE HYBRID THE HARMONIOUS COME TASTE THE SOUP WITH US
FOR ONE SMALL MOMENT IN TIME LET US PUT IT ALL IN A BLENDER AND RETURN TO SENDER -
XBIGGYX
ASSESSING THE ASSESSORS
WHO IS THIS ASSESSOR ASSESSING US
WHEN WILL THEY CONFESS TO US
THAT THEY LIKE CAUSING STRESS TO US
PLAYING THE GAME WHEN THE DICE ARE LOADED
MINDS MADE UP IT ALL IMPLODED
I DIE PLUS 1 DIE MEANS 2 MANY TO DIE FOR
WHEN THE CHILD IS REPLACED BY DATA
ALONG COMES THE TERM IN HATER
TIME TO MAKE THE MISSION POSSIBLE
CHANGE THE SYSTEM REWIND THE TAPE
RELOAD THE BULLETS AND THE FIRE WILL BURN THEM
A CORROSION EXPLOSION IN MOTION
ILL GO ON BANGING MY DRUM BANGING MY HEAD
WHO IS THE ASSESSOR ASSESSING US
LET’S TURN THE TABLE
LET’S LOOK AT THEM FOR A WHILE
I WONDER IF THEY KNOW THE SCORE
I WONDER IF THEY KNOW
I WONDER
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO LOOK WITHIN YOURSELF
TO FIND THE REASONS WHY WHEN YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE
THEY COULD JUST BE MISGUIDED
LIKE A DARKENED SOUL THAT CAST NO SHADOW UPON US
JUST TO MAXIMISE THE NUMBERS
COUNT THE CHILDREN RUNNING SCARED
THE QUESTION I REALLY WANT TO ASK IS
WHY?
THE BRICKS AND MARTYRS WILL BE REPLACED
YO KNOW
THE ASSESSORS WILL HAVING NOTHING BUT THEMSELVES TO BLAME
BUT AS USUAL IT WONT THEIR FAULT BECAUSE IT DOESN’T ADD UP
A MATHEMATICAL ACROBATIC GONE STATIC
IN THE END IT IS ALL ABOUT THE SNAKES AND LADDERS
WE SHALL ALL GO BACK TO THE START
THE DATA WILL REMAIN AND THE CHILD WILL BE FORGOTTEN
TO THE ASSESSOR ASSESSING US YOU NOW HAVE NOTHING TO ASSESS
SO START DIGGING.
XBIGGYX
HIPHOPAPOTAMOUSE
IM THE MEANEST THE CLEANEST THE KEENEST HIP HOPPER
I LIVE ON THE STREETS MY LOOK IS SICK PROPER
EMINEM MOVE A SIDE COS THIS BOY HE CAN RAP
YOUR’E LYRICALLY CHALLENGED AND IM NOW FILLING THE GAP
A MONSTER OF RHYME A BEAST ON THE MIC
I DESCEND FROM THE BRONX BUT I HAVE COME ON MY BIKE
MY BARS ARE THE BEST AND IM SPITTING TO TEST YA
TONGUE MOVING SO FAST ITS LIKE A PINK VESPA
AND WHETER YOU LIVE IN A FLAT OR A HOUSE
I AM THE COOLEST HIPHOPOTAMOUSE
I LIVE ON MY OWN YOU COULD SAY AUTONOMOUS
I GET A GUT FEELING RISING IN THE OESOPHAGUS
MY LINES ARE SUBLIME REMARKABLY BOTTOMLESS
I’M METROSEXUAL SOME SAY QUITE ANDROGYNOUS
ANECDOTALLY CONFIDENT PREDOMINANTLY MONOGAMOUS
SPIRITUALLY SPEAKING WE TWO ARE SYNONYMOUS
IM HOPE YOU DONT FIND THIS HYPOTHESIS MONOTONOUS
LIFE IS FOR LIVING IV’E GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
BUT IM NOT STOPPING I HAVE GOT A SHORT FUSE
MY CHANTS REMINISCENT OF VERBAL ABUSE
MY AURAL INCONTINENCE WILL BE APOCALYPTIC
THE TIME IS RIGHT TO BE CRITICALLY CRYPTIC
IM CRYING OUTSIDE BY INSIDE IM DANCING
THERE’S A CRACK IN THE WALL AND THE ROPE’S EVERLASTING
SO EASY TO RUN SO ILL RUN DMC
AND DO WHAT COMES MOST EASY TO ME
AND DISS ALL THE BOSSES FOR MORE COFFIN LOSSES
OPTIMISTIC IN NATURE AND DONT GIVE TWO TOSSES
YOU MIGHT HAVE TO LISTEN FOR THE SQUEAKS IN THE VOICE
IM A MOUSSE WITH A MISSION AND YOU DONT HAVE MUCH CHOICE
BUT TO FOLLOW THIS MC AND LIGHT UP A STAR
THIS HIP HOPPER AINT GOING TOO FAR
DYLAN WAS RIGHT AND MARLEY A PROPHET
SO I CAN STAND HERE WITH BOTH HANDS IN MY POCKET
AND SPOUT OUT SOME LYRICS THAT MIGHT CAUSE A STIR
I’AM THE GUY WHO WONT BE WEARING A FUR
BUT WHETHER IM SLAMMING THE WORDS OR TRIPPING A TONGUE
I’LL BE HERE FOR ALL YOU LOT THE OLD AND THE YOUNG
IM THE BEASTY OF BARDS IM THE OLD TIMER THE RHYMER
SO WHY NOT LISTEN THERE’S NOTHING SUBLIMER
IAM THE FIRE YOU NEVER CAN DOUSE
IAM THE ONE THE ONLY HIPHOPAPOTOMOUSE
BLAKENEY
BLAKENEY
A SHORT WINTER’S BREAK TAKES ME ONCE AGAIN TO MY BELOVED BLAKENEY,
AS I TAKE MY FIRST INTAKE OF COASTAL BREATH ON THIS FEBRUARY MORNING
I WALK INTO A POET’S DREAM AND THE MOMENT ENGULFS ME LIKE A WARM BLANKET AT THE FIRESIDE
THAT SALTY TASTE ALWAYS REMINDS ME OF A CHILDHOOD IN THE DISTANT PAST
CHARACTERS IN CAGOULE AND WELLINGTON HUNTERS LAUGHING AND LOOKING INTO THEIR VESSELS OF HOPE HUNTING THE CRAB
THE MASTS STAND TALL AND THE SOLDIER LIKE WOODEN POSTS MAKE PERFECT PERCHES FOR THE GULLS EVEN TODAY THERE ARE HARDY CRABBERS DESCENDING
ON THE QUAYSIDE AMAZING I CATCH MYSELF GAZING AT THE
THE SEA BIRDS OBSERVING AND BACON BAIT DESERVING THE
TIDAL SURGES WATERS RISING AND BOATS EMERGING
THE BOARDWALK BECKONS THE MORNING AND LIFTS ME FROM MY CAR SEAT SLUMBER
ROPES CLANGING THE MASTS ,THE BELL RINGERS, THE UPTURNED BOATS WEATHERED BUT WAITING FOR THEIR DAY TO COME
WE START OUR COASTAL ADVENTURE AND HOPSCOTCH THE SAMPHIRE PATHWAYS TO REACH THE MUDDY TRENCHES UPON DRIFTWOOD BENCHES WE SIT AND SMELL THE AIR AND THEN PERSIST INTO THIS NEW GAME WE SHARE A RARE MOMENT OF CHILD LIKE NOSTALGIA TOGETHER
THE SANDBANK SOLITUDE A TONIC FOR PETULANCE AND PAIN
THE REAL TWEETERS SWEEP PAST WITH BINOCULARS AS PENDULUM PENDANTS
ALL GIVE WELCOME GREETINGS AND A NODD ALL CARRY HONEST DEMEANOURS
THE MARSHLAND MEANDERINGS REMINISCENT OF A BEACH HUT DREAM I HAD ONCE UPON TIME IN A FOREST LIFE NOT THAT LONG AGO
THE TIDE TURNS AND A SOLITARY SEAL FOLLOWS THE FLOW INTO TOWN
BOBBING AND BASHFUL CAUSING A MURMURING FOR THE MARINERS
EVENTUALLY BREAKING THE BEACH COMBERS STARE
HE DROPS AND DISAPPEARS INTO THE GREY
A RUSTY BOAT PUTS A SMILE ON MY FACE AS ICE CREAM DAYS FLICKER THROUGH MY MIND
CHAINED AND ROPED TIED PROTECTED BUT NOW IM WISHING I WAS SAILING THE VESSEL VOLCANIC INTO A PIRATE CRUSADE
AS WE HEAD BACK PLASTIC BUCKETS AND NETS PUT MY FAITH BACK INTO A WORLD AT WAR
SHIP MASTS REACH FOR THE SKY CHURCH LIKE FRAMED AND NOW BLOWING IN THE WIND A SEAWEED MEDUSA CATCHES THE EYE AND IT WRAPS ITSELF AROUND MY MIND QUAYSIDE PORTHOLES ECHO THE BREEZE AND THE YELLOW LIGHTS FROM THE BLAKENEY HOTEL DRAW A SHADOW TO WALK ON UNUSUALLY QUIET MYSTICAL AND MOODY
BLAKENEY TODAY YOU ARE SERENE AND PICTURESQUE SO I’LL SEE YOU IN THE SUMMER
WHEN THE CROWDS COME AND DISTURB YOU FROM YOUR’E SLEEP AN EXODUS AWAITS
FOR NOW ITS TIME TO TAKE THE TIME WITH ME LIKE A CRAB IM A HOOKED LEFT SPINNING
NETTED LETS MAKE THIS ADVENTURE LAST SO HOIST UP AND SET SAIL NEXT STOP CLEY.