The Poetry Section

[reefer]

Tietzto!...You have a huge talent for words and a unique way of expressing your thoughts.The search for purpose in life can be a Merry-go-round ride like no other...only there is no attendant there to switch it off.
Personally my ride came to a most welcome (end) for lack of a more suitable word when I offered myself to the Universe to do with me what it would, forgave myself for all of my past transgressions, mistakes and doubts
and resigned to live for today. After all there is only today and it is my opinion, what you do with 'TODAY' is what will determine your future.I further believe That we cannot be held responsible for the mistakes of our forefathers.
We are only culpable when we perpetuate them.
I suspect there is a powerful force for good lurking within you..come, take our hand and join us in the search for enlightenment, we are all on the same journey.

 

[Tiezto]

Thanks Reefer. I havnt shared my work with anyone before and have a few others i have written. I have to find a way to tap into that part of myself without decending into the place i was in. I do enjoy it though and value your kind words. Ill have a look for my other work and post them if i do. Its great I have found this forum and i look forward to seeing the work of others.

 

[Tiezto]

Here is an oldie my Dad introduced me to in the 80's. A real beauty.

Ned Kelly was born in a ramshackle hut,
He battled since he was a kid,
He grew up with duffers and bad men and thieves
And learned all the things that they did.

Ned Kelly would ride from the back-country hills,
He'd ride into town like a lord,
He'd steal all the squatters' fine horses, and then
He would take them back for the reward.

At sixteen young Ned was a wild, reckless lad,
Helped hold up a coach without fear,
But he was arrested, remanded, and then,
They put him in gaol for a year.

When he came out, he was bitter and hard,
Far worse than he ever had been,
He robbed and he plundered, became a wild boy,
The wildest Australia had seen.

He shot down the troopers who came on his track,
And laughed at the price on his head,
Ten thousand pounds for the whole of the gang,
And two thousand pounds just for Ned.

The bank at Jerilderie next took his eye,
This job brought him lots of renown,
He wasn't contented to stick up the bank,
But he held up the whole flaming town.

Down at Glenrowan they held up the pub,
They were having a drink and a song,
The troopers rode up and surrounded the place,
The Kellys had waited too long.

Ned came out shooting, a gun in each hand,
And wearing his armour of steel,
He was fifteen times wounded before he fell down,
Never more would he plunder and steal.

They took him to Melbourne, and nursed him to health,
The Judge said, 'You're guilty!' to Ned,
A rope from a rafter, the sun in the east,
And the famous Ned Kelly was dead.

Some say he's a hero who gave to the poor,
While others 'A killer!' they say,
It just goes to show the old saying is true,
The saying that 'Crime does not pay.'

Yet when I look round at some people I know,
And the prices of things that I buy,
I say to myself, 'Well, perhaps after all,
Poor Ned wasn't such a bad guy.'

 

[reefer]

n ot heard that one before!...thanks for posting Tiezto. :Y:

 

[reynard]

Tiezto don,t let anyone tell you your words are not poetry. The verses don,t have to rhyme, the words just have to come from the heart.
Jim

 

[reefer]

Spot on!reynard. :Y: :Y: :Y: That's the Essence of it...or should i say the 'Genisis' of it.
From the heart and from the 'sublyminal'....That other dimension that you tap into but don't fully understand it's calling....call it inspiration, call it what you will... but it comes from the Mind,the Heart and the Soul.
And some say ...From Space! 8) ] :Y: :Y:

 

[reefer]

I'll be Back!
I drove all day long till about half-past three
My mate did too about 10 cars length in front of me
We were 'Chasin a Lead,and work'in the phone
Did'nt quite know it was leading us home.

Two days on the road,eyes glued to the lines
No honey pot here, No 'Pan full o' fines'.
A momentary lapse in concentration
A right-Hand bend too much accelleration.

A slide to the Left,...God!...whats happening to me
Is my life at an end when I slam into that tree!
And then a small window of space if I'nail' her
Thank god that I made it but not so the trailer.

BANG!! It made contact...I'm sideways again!
Opposite -lock and wait for the pain!
Suddenly I'm straight and the Trailer is too
The bend 's left behind and I'm rolling right through
The Demon took a hard blow,but it's basically intact
A screw here a hammer there...and Mate!... I'll be Back!.

 

[Flowerpot]

Rough drive home reefer? Hope you're ok. :Y:

 

[reefer]

Just now saw your post 'Flowers'..Tiezto :8 Yes it was one of those days!, I'm here to to tell you! Or actually ..two of them...the first day was a painful experience ,emotionally.Seeing Ken in full on prospecting mode and every one of, two or three plans he had up his sleeve all crumbling into nothingness...was hard to watch. But he did all in his considerable power that there was to do...and then I go and scream like shite on the radio...The trailer has began to whip across my left side...and it acted like a bit of a pendulum if you like..that totally upset the traction of Marquez Prado.... then BOOM!...the trailer contacts the tree...and I lose control again...
I still had my radio nestlled in my left palm when I went for opposite lock on the wheel...the dam radio felt weird I fumbled the wheel..i'm talking to Ken while I'm jiggling the radio... and shite ] I had control and I note that the van seems to be tracking well...And Im rolling and I'm not injured. Ken has stopped the minute he gets my call and say's he'll be there ... I reassure I'm rolling at him and... And I felt like I had no right to be talking at all...I thought this was it!...And he talked me up to where he was ready to turn back if need be...I'm like...falling down from my seat in the Prado!...Which for me is like four foot or something! I just could not believe it! Ken say's. "Noth'in we can't fix mate!"... :lol: :lol: And then say's. "Did you see my skid marks in the corner... ..that was The Turtle...I lost it there too!" ..we could both have been gone on the same road. 8)

 

[silver]

THE NEW RUSH
Grab ya gear boys
get all the good toys
I here-tell on the web
there's a new word gettin round
so let's... get on to the diggins
and dig us up a pound...
johno let all of ya mates know
an pete you get the word out now
Cause we know your such a wizard on the net
we'll flock there in the hundreds
an take out all the gold
an live like kings and gentlemen
from in the days of old
I'm so glad that I heard it
that special sounding name
a place of endless gullies
of where the gold has drained
for someone had let slip the word
was one that none of us had heard
we'll head off there... be undeterred
for we shall have the final word
N A H..... i was just being a turd
but if it is just all the same....
I think I'll save this little name (lol)
Silver 2018

 

[reefer]

HaHa!...excellent!..haha..you got yourself into a state there mate at the end of 'final word'...your words had me with my blood fairly up and grabb'in for the flag...up to that point silver!... :Y: :Y: that's where all of us have to learn when it's done you just let it slip off your penpoint...and let it glide slowly through the Universe!... :brokenh: ] ...really good job silver :Y: :Y:

 

[silver]

I wrote it right after this post here reefer lol
https://www.prospectingaustralia.com/forum/viewtopic.php?pid=389789#p389789

 

[reefer]

AAHH I SEE! :Y: ....WELL DONE MATE !....you're probably right on!...jungle telegraph has got nothing on the Web....roll up, roll up, all trains to Maryville.!....hehe... ]

 

[reefer]

It was tough at times seeing all Ken's work unravel before his eyes! this is a little 'musical testament' to him in the Key of Em! if I said overtones of Alto sax....it might give you a feel for this bluesy-lament.

INCOMING.

And so there's 'incoming' Oh Lord just give me a break
I have taken all that I am likely to take
Incoming! Right over my head...Cover up or Run
I think it needs to be said....when there is..

Incoming!... shrapnel will fall
Incoming!... taking it all
Incoming!...Cover up or run
Incoming!...Incoming...

Incoming Fate is up to his old tricks
There is nothing here that we're unable to fix
Incoming...Taking it all... Do you run or just take cover Till the worst of it falls...When there is

Incoming!... When there is ...Incoming...

COPYRIGHT.R.L.LANGLANDS. 2018.

 

[reefer]

An Ode to my Wife.

I first saw her one night and receiving a reciprocal glance
I asked if she would consider me for the next dance
To my delight she sidled up close to me
We held hands and I took the lead.

I danced her through the madding crowd
To a 'BEATLES' song and I sang it out loud
At Seventeen she was younger than me
Yet it all seemed so right,as I imagined t'would be.

At twenty one she was my wife
She gave me three children and devoted her life
To making us comfortable and free from duress
A Mother, Lover and friend, no less.

For forty eight years she has been there for us
Nothing too much trouble Nothing to much fuss
Loving and Gentle Determined and Proud
We of't dance round the kitchen And I still sing out loud.

Robyn I love you
Robyn my dear
May I be in your arms
When my last breath is near...copyright. R.L.LANGLANDS.2018.

 

[7.62marksman]

Now that should get some brownie points mate :lol: :lol:

 

[reefer]

haha...you saw right through me ... ] ] ] The thing is...that's the way it was...and still is...mostly! ] anyway I reckon that's at least a six dayer! ..now ...what about a movie...maybe a shopping trip to Berry..lunch. coffee....bla bla.

 

[7.62marksman]

Lol keep that up you will earn a month :lol: :lol: :lol:

 

[silver]

A moment of beauty in time reefer... ya got me all emotional mate ! :rainbow:

 

[reefer]

Thanks silver...I'm glad it touched you!...you have a good soul.