Word Commander

If I was all like
A Word Commander Be it
A Word Commander
I’d be your walking talkin’
Word Commander, I.

am Word Commander
Seeing the World Commander
Not gonna let it
be a bad World Commander
Give me your word commander

We can give you my
Word Commander yeah dig your
Word Commander just
Let it be Commander I
Am your world Commander See

A new world of Words
before you rubbing your chin
comes from within and
outside you and me commander
Welcome to World Commander

Your World Commander
I am your World Commander
Listen World Commander
You and me World Commander
Go into the World Commander!

Sing along to the tune of End Game then let it go through a stomp…
Written in verses of Senryu form (5,7,5,7,7 syllables)
Spot the deliberate mistake in the final verse!
This is my best song ever!

Hockley Brook

Apres du the past
black and white traction engine
fails to ignite me
But the present lo, behold!
Traps of Budapest alight

warm and welcoming
into the future, we gaze
counting the prophets
Shopkeepers Inn and hot food
Amazed at the distance gone

Drinking black and white
Elements and hops barley
within touching reach
from everywhere for a
piece of gold from nearby town

Hockley nestled tween
Handsworth and Winson Green
Great minds of Soho
House that built a city out
of industry innovate.

Houses that line the brook
Boxes within, tenants block
Police, ambulance
children bounce on trampolines
in sheer delight at being here

While adults of age
commute to work on all days
turning overturn there’s
lots to be done in Hockley
Looking out for number one.

 

A meditation on the place I moved to recently.

The Cold Air Biting Frigid

Procrastination leads everywhere. Follow the lead of procrastination to its source and pull the plug! Act now! All-time, everywhere, all places, all people, all reckonings…

The many warnings about procrastination! Never come out cold! Never go it alone! Never say never! Never think! ACT! Break procrastinations back.

Think! DO! Love! React! Show! Tell!

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