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In Clouds (Spoken Word)
03:06
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In Clouds
In Clouds lay ghosts lay down
Gloomy bodies floating above our home
Greedy much they steal our light
Making us cold in purest daylight
And they not content to focus on one
For they shall wander hence on and on
Spreading their gloom in colours bleak
As Silencing heavenly beautiful fluffy scenes
In clouds lay ghosts of you and me
Trapped forever in mortal need
Until that day when rains fall free
Releasing spirits end of time
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Briefs encountered
On an unspoken afternoon just this side of modern June
Came hence the sound of yesteryear in flight
Dates up smartly up for the fight
They met in the evening when the sun had just turned cool
The roses peeked out cheekily whispering like fools often do
The conversation drifted to reality so the context was quite boring
And as they soon argued ever louder the autumn leaves kept falling
By now the air was frostier than sin the mood all dark and noir
They both felt we’ve seen this film somewhere before
Then suddenly a surprise appeared dressed in shimmer end quality
Borrowed from a struggling artist no doubts
We needed some kind of sympathy
He offered a hand out which she turned and laughed it hurt
So he opened up a box of nothings she said will you ever learn
He simply responded learn what?
Why are you so confusing and she said sorry for the umpteenth time
For being the one you are hereby losing
For it had become oh so apparent our guessing games were now done
It had been the briefest of encounter but rather brief than have none
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Malefactor (Spoken Word)
02:12
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Malefactor
A clockwork shop investigated batteries found six and plenty
The manager called malefactor parked the blame on the parking meter
Apparently a scheme then got found
To save us all a quid called pound
Whisper it softly with bare a sound
Somewhat illegal
These clockwork toys had sold like pancakes
For a wound up world shalt not hesitate
For that promised fine tomorrow
Might prove just a tad too late
The malefactor did not agree with this
Strange as we thought him a communist
In fact he proved a bone fide capitalist
Piling up on his evil got gains
Whilst dreaming up ever more despicable money stealing schemes
of which a taxer persona officious would be so proud
When soon a watching dog came a howling
a convenient loophole was soon recovered
Malefactor offered free batteries for an arm and a leg
Well that seems reasonable the massed ignorant did said
Does it include an update with both side buttered bread
The malefactor was soon living like a king
Atop a hill with big steel gates a blocking sunlight
Until a discount copycat rival
Turned his day into deepest darkest night
There were hysterical scenes as he swung too and fro
Until they found a hell hole spot for his body to be thrown in
And there it thus rotted without a key
Crime is pointless when all it gets you is a bigger tv
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The Old Radio Soldier
Come twig light on frightened steep slippy streets
We all rushed home like safety sheep
And in our pen we would soon settle down for the night
Quickly munching spam and gruel and august folly tripe
For the old radio soldier would soon be on blathering
After the weather forecast we all would be predicting
Somewhat positive chose sunny somewhat realistic chose extremely rainy
Oh thank goodness our master had kindly built us proper drainage
Anyway the show began at 7.02
After the news blues depressor had once again been clued us
We had even less money than yesterday
When we had eat the carpet and dust mites by the acre
So how those fifty eight minutes soon had become our single day pleasure
Tonight’s tale now began with the old radio soldier in fine form and fettle
The sound effects were sublime especially the whistle on the kettle
This made us so thirsty that we had a drink of leaky roof raindrops
Soon this became a feast when the entire roof was blown off
Luckily our radio was battery powered and covered waterproof
So we could still enjoy our joyous dissertation
The story got so exciting and intense we gasped in anticipation
How would it finish we wondered happy or sad
Would there be a final twist to enthral us and to grab away
All this dismal surroundings falling fatefully around our ears
Well the old radio soldier this perfect compere did not disappoint us
It was a magical night as we drifted away entangled in his majesty
The story ended and the way he had told it
had us truly in his pocket until next time
What was this fabulous ending I hear you all scream out in mimed contortions
Well it involved a flying dustbin lid and an hot cabbage and it was truly fab
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Lunar Way (Spoken Word)
08:56
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Lunar Way
I landed in my dustbin upside gamble
Kicked up quite a cloud of distorted disturbance
Like a flicker floating fleeting of interest awoken
I ventured in tired footprints towards the rocky distance
Gazing and inspecting for any signs of life
Or anything I could flog easily back to saps back home
Maybe this rock is worth something I ponder
Even though it doesn’t look like gold close under
Mind you it feels pretty weighty
Then I think about the cost of postage on eBay
And throw it back to the alien
Darn my suit had so many pockets free
But there is nothing here to plunder that I can see
Come on I’m human I need to have me some destruction
For that is affirmative my primary function is it nay
I started to dream about all the fast cars and women
All the sex and gambling and endless champagne
All would be mine if I succeed here heroic
So I convinced myself that a few rocks taken
Would be considered crime lite by any nation
That would be my plea to deaf peers
When I made a mint back home
Heck I’ve got so greedy that my air thingy is now warning beepy
Five minutes left to find safety as I filled my treasure to my boots
But as I reached somehow the saviour capsule I was now too heavy
But luckily there was no proper gravity here to stop me this time
Back in the capsule bubble safely I examined all this plunder
From this land of wonder that I had now uncovered
Full of so much promise until I had actually landed there
I prepared myself for take-off with my new wealth a gift horse
When suddenly every alarm went off and switch tripped
It seemed I have been in such a rush that I had blocked up with dust
The healthy ducts that kept my craft sweet and warm enough
So that’s how I stay here now waiting for a rescue radioed
That they know in reality will be too late to save my burdened soul
Well at least I shall die a hero back home
Until they read this!
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A blanket of yesterdays
From far beyond the grasping water
Fell far and wide the mood of autumn
It’s colours clear if tainted rotten
A blanket of yesterdays all fiery and molten
The happy feet kicked out the past
As conkers split on strings how we laughed
As nights drew in we moved in closer
For soon upon us came the depths of winter
So now we ambled in bracing brazen thunder
As stormy skies flourished by late October mist
We prepared to give pennies to a well-dressed terrorist
Oh how that guy burned so well first week of November
Suddenly though the leaves were mostly gone
And remaining birds sang out defiantly against the cold
But how we still thought best of this beautiful season
When trees lighten load in lieu of fresh treason
Oh terrible ending there shameful poet
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Mrcorbett England, UK
Singer-Songwriter from Shrophire in England.
Very eclectic with my music making, as
hopefully you will discover if you have a listen.
If you do, thanks very much and I hope you enjoy my music.
please let me know if you do as any feedback is much appreciated. :)
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