Gaming Rules

Rock of all ages, curved in stone

Sculpture like that of the Mayan
The rulers of an empire in Mount Rushmore
Stands as old gods –as old kings

Sat on chess games
Add ons are not needed
No missing cubes

It is how you play 
Like the set-up of the periodic table
To give you strength or weakness


One less in two lines vacant
Gives room for breath

Know this,
The cup can never really be full to the brim
What is the use, if only to spill

So call it buffer zones,
Room for improvement
And to manoeuvre

First move on chess games
To get your king, I know to lose
A few foot soldiers

Who does battle in a white shirt?
Expecting no stain on uniform
Those shirts are only to be worn
For ceremonial processions

One less foot soldier on chess games
A step close to your king
If I play this right
"Chess mate will be in order"


So life is in pictures spread out
On game boards
I got one of your foot soldier
Just made it two, I am on a roll

I will have this as butter trade
Good of me, like monopoly

What is your next move?
Allow me to anticipate
Following patterns, from experience


I will know not to burn out
Sacrifice for sacrifice sake
Like a foolish ritual
A quick way to lose grounds


Changing the periodic table
My foot soldiers are still with value
There has to be a reward, for hard work
To lose one plus a few more

He is good, of course he is
Life is meant to be
This hard to play against
Before rewards


All men in a kingdom
Cannot be made kings
One has to proof his worth
That is why the gates have guards


So tactility is asked for
Concentration and focus are key
Endurance is as required
And some, for the unexpected

I see past your bishop
Your queen to king
Chess mate

I Kid You Not

Sitting in the high seat of the gallery  
Making commentary, giving tactical advise 
 Is not the same as standing on t' stage, to face t' audience


You have to be there to know what it gives  
What it takes, what it means  
To testify on a life lived 


You have to swim with dolphins 
To know what it's like  
Not sat in the boat, paddling waters 


You have to have lived a life
Seen it with your own eyes
Felt its closeness and trepidation


Yearn your last to give, like greed 
Felt the feel of the last few steps 
Before mountain summit, to own t' stories told 

Ducks Can't Fly

If birds had feathers they will not hang  
On grills, spiced up, roasting aroma 
Feeling the air, with juice  


My taste bud, ready to engage  
Consumed, my lips left with evidence  
Of my indulgence   


If birds have feathers 
Oh but they do   
Well before being unplugged   


Oh but they do  
If birds had feathers to fly 
They would not hang on grills


For they will know to fly 
And not walk, or run, slow enough 
To be caught, by the man with no feather 

Golden Life

I entered my room, 
Looked around and picked the fish food
I need to buy another, this one is almost empty 


A pondering question lingers on thought  
I see my golden fish, pompously sat 
They look so calm and carefree  


They near the tank, when I am on sight 
Opening their gob to be fed  
Like free session, always to be fed 


You see they got me thinking  
I am always thinking  
Do they worry, like I do  


Like the fish in the deep blue sea does  
With sharks around to feast on their essence  
And no one tasked to feed their hunger  


My pondering mind do wonder  
Sometimes in overdrive, always wondering   
My brain feels so warn on effect  


May be that is why oh surely why 
My golden fish bluffs so much, with easy life 
Demanding to be fed, feed us, feed us, feed our gob 


Anyway I need to get another food for them
The tank looks murky, needs some attention 
I would have to clean that too at some point 

The News Paper Read

Morning brew, dressed would the monarch be 
Cups of tea,  and  the news to be read 
As the king on chess games, work games 
He reads the news paper to start with routine  


To be moved, on event of reaction 
The news does read, a portrait of a man 
Printed on pages, what stories he hold, I wonder


I wonder, what stories the horoscope pages tell, to ponder 
Would it be to do with love, fortune, or a stranger's bequest, I wonder 
He reads, this fortune tellers inscriptions, to know, his luck 


I wonder, will the monarch have to abdicate his thrown   
On default of mortgage repayment, be made homeless  
I wonder how the papers would read 


What of the weather, the weathers play   
Would nature choose to smile on the day  
I wonder, what the weather report would say 


And for the sports, how did we do 
Would the king, jubilate and wear his colours
Or seat frustrated, saying 
"why did the manger not buy more players"


Cups of tea, or coffee for your like
As preferred , by the monarch, for his like  
I wonder how the news papers read 

Crazy Does, Right

Crazy does what crazy feels  
Half the time, as blind as a bat, don't bother  
The shrink, would have a field day with him 


I tell you, his lost it, his marbles, eject(ed)
I say, I say, his lost it 
Someone call the mad house 


Who would have thought 
A cup of coffee, to "render" an art  in form 
Creamed with shapes of leaves and   love

Crazy does what crazy feels 
To jump off a plane, on free fall 
Of mountain stands, blind as a bat 


To have the sponsors queue in line
To crest his attire, red-bull eager  
Who would have thought, such boldness could stand


Crazy does what crazy feels, parkour 
Jump off roofs, on rules book break, across Paris stand 
Like Notre Dame, on free run


He only went and got himself 
A role in the James Bond movie, Casino Royale 
Blind as a bat, crazy does, on no regard 


Who would have thought 
Such obscenity could stand, on audacity  
Where is reasoning, to rationalise such concept  


Crazy does what crazy feels 
Those boys, must have been, crazy right?
The Wright brothers, to have wanted to be bird like


And fly on wings, who would have thought 
The elite will be in queue, to join such craze
Never mind the masses, all on brain wash 


#come fly with me
#lets fly, lets fly, again 
#crazy right?


Crazy does, what crazy feels and "impact"
Half the time, blind as a bat 
Oblivious to the puzzles, argued on doubt


That sends shivers, worries, constant  
Down, the sane man's spine 
He examines to attest, on rational's back  


His intelligence to critic, on analyses made 
It is confirmed insanity, get the nut house ready
Informed them quick now, that crazy is to be locked 


Half the time, he is as blind as a bat
Who would have thought, crazy of all craze 
He went to the moon, as blind as a bat 

Opposition (Free Verse)

I am the one they talked about 
Like prophecy see reasons
New seasons 


Find me in scriptures 
I  am whole made, holly  
Like the beam of moon light shine, full moon


Shown light, bright on  dark delinquency 
And they come running out 
Like bats hanged on ceiling, away from lectures 


Defecating in their habitats 
Negative energy of doubt 
Breathing deep breaths they take 


They just that, jesters you know 
But jesters are still welcome 
In the kings kingdom, open arms 


Know your place, amuse 
We all need a laugh 
Every now and then, so bemuse  


We consider such acts 
Amusing from opposition 
Tolerated for a reason 


They call our bluff 
To allow us reaction on mood  
So come out you jesters   

This Natural World

Standing on the treadmill  
Of this life line, passing by, sleep walking 
With blinks of what we don't see flashlight 
Half of what we see, that we see  


To refuse to acknowledge  
Travelling through space  
Between reasons and understanding  
In no man's land 


I look up, into the heavens 
And constantly I am made aware
In acknowledgement, how insignificant we are  
For what we fight for, to own, to build 


Dead men's blood poured on this soil 
In battles fought long before, wasted  
Forgotten limps and medals of honour 
Stands, Colosseum, kings who ruled 


And Rome fell; long, long before invaders entered
This  artificial world we fight so  hard to own 
To trade friendship, to claim 
More fragile than the natural world around 


Rats, cockroaches  and ants, wild grass 
Constantly invading, pigeons and sea gull 
Rains insult on it's very grand gesture 
Constantly needing to be cared for 


To keep from rotten, this world, this life 
I breathe, the air that surround 
And  instantly I am made to appreciate 
What mother nature has offered  so freely 


This world, this life opened landscape 
I see mountains, forests, seas and valleys 
This naturally world to have lived in 
I give thanks, each day, each day I give thanks 

Jibba Jabba

Get it, get it up, up 
and we, and we flow like 
Set it, set it up 
and we go like 
Hit it, hit it, up up
and we go like 


Tic tac, 
tic tac, tic tac 
ta ta ta ta ta ta


Hide and seek. pilolo,  pilolo, 
is a fools game, fools game

Follow that, contrast  

With all work and no play is a 
fools games  

Its like two sides of a coin 

Its a fools world,  

So we  read between the line   

Like word play,  word play to the wise 

To the know, like code break 

Chess  play, phonetic alphabets, its Morse code 

 And  we sit to define redefine  

Re-align  and the  wise know  

Parable to be solved, like missing parts    

Set it, set it up, up
and we and we flow like
Get it, get it up, up
and we, and we go like 
Hit it , hit it up, up 
and we, and we go like 


Tic tac, tic tac
tic tac, ta ta ta ta ta ta


And the first step, lay rack, lay stack  

On the questions, origins conundrums     

To know what to expect, to define  

Like decoding verses, revival  

See we move masses, transformation   

And they follow like disciples, converted    

Its value and we adding  

Its life line resuscitating, re- rejuvenating actualisation   

And the wise know, time out, time is ...  

A word to the wise is enough   

Enough said right, 
To see reasons   

Forward thinking, 


And it goes like 
set it set it up 
and we, and we go like 
get it get it up 
and we and we flow like 
Hit it hit it up
and we, and we go like

tic tac, tic tac 
tic tac, tic tac, 
tic tac, ta ta ta ta ta ta ta !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     

Talking Wild Turkey

Talking turkey, bridging the gap   
I  stumbled upon a man in the woods  
"Turkey brother", he talks turkey   


Oh just the right man to ask, what came first  
The turkey or the egg, he talks turkey  
Seriously what came first   


As I sat intense drawn into   
The life of the turkey family   
Humour me, come lets journey on discovery  


I started believing  
What the turkey man was saying, he talks turkey   
Hold on before jumping to judge quick, analyse 


Slave of skeptical-ism  
Eager to dismiss rendition 
For comfort of non-believers, "have faith man" 


It could have just been 
A camera trick, I know
But so well played to punters watch 


He mothered them before hatch, talking turkey    
And they opened another world to him
Like the blind seeing for the first time 


Where turkeys became 
Intelligent and emotional from observation  
With societal interactions and characters 


With other wild life around, they all talked turkey 
It was as if the garden of Eden as biblically stated  
Was never lost, just closed off to humanity 


I felt so humble and empty 
On realization we lived blind, not talking turkey 
To our existence, always chasing tomorrow 

Love In Words

If I stand close enough, a' I look into your eyes 
I can see the world in your eyes  
And where between stories I belong   


Like road maps between stories   
Where I come in to play my part
In your life stories told   


In your dreams, in your making   
Next to you, hand in hand, forever  
Wiping your tears, sharing your smiles   


Making avenues for future plans   
All in the twinkle of your eyes   
Like a view in a snow globe, hold   


If I stand close enough 
I can explain the perplexed mystery 
That surrounds the feeling we have 

If I stand close enough, just close enough
I can ease your daunting anticipation
And explain with acts, how love holds 


If I stand close enough 
Just close enough, I can tell you
How much I love you

Legend Killer

A case of mistaken identity
Someone just left a chihuahua
On my door step


Ever wondered why
The chihuahua makes so much fuss
Trying to scare off the rottweiler


That is life lesson 101
Quick before you get found out , on self doubt
The element of surprise, woof  with attitude 


News Break, this is a note from the fighters' club  
"Bring the book back when you done with it  
Or you  will get fined, it is for communal share".


Anyway so this is woof chihuahua
Not a training or a test drill of fire alarms
And he is to be held back or chaos breaks loose  


A lingering feeling held back for good reason  
Chances are low, but still a lingering feeling, curiosity  
Could woof chihuahua, actually take on the rottweiler


Hmm or maybe it would be a story of David Haye  
I broke my toe, table stunt, stands for proof  
Cry babe in reverse play, after mouthing off


Funny how silence becomes of rooms
When situation are put to the test, I attest  
I am calling your bluff, like a chess game poker 


Why so arrogant, wearing your tutu
I was just saying good day  
As gentlemen do, good day

Bucket List

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Just so you know, friend 
As we proceed, steps steps     
Attention class, hamsters in suit  


Look here, look here  
Chatter box, on pontification  
I am talking, now you listen 


And as before on day break   
On dawn, to take up tools   
To sweat in worship of success 


After this day 
When shadows are cast 
On migrating birds   


Past the hour of working clocks    
Safety hats, telephones ring rings  
And hot tea at 7 am with biscuits, being "English"  


Okay still a day left in hours, granted
Maintain your position in role play 
Like a soldier on the front line


So as we proceed 
Bucket list in scribbles, 
Of tangos in acts to follow


Before sun rise,  and cock crows 
Becomes of let loose 
And stress balls are back into fashion  


As we proceed 
Just so you know, 
I am not saying 


As in saying, thus saying, 
As said of nothing 
Dramatic like kicking the basket


But just so you know 
To avoid confusion
I am on about the weekend's bucket list


Who is in, show of hands 
Getting off treadmill as we proceed 
Attention all, as we proceed

Ok now get ready for the 
Big kiss from me 
To seal the deal 

Drink Games

If I was a drunk, I did say 
Who is in; who's first, who's first to go
One shot, two shot, three shot
Happy Larry, tongue gone blurry 
Lardy lardy laa laaaaaaaaaaa

Who's got the party, get crushers 
I wanna dance with somebody, well hammered 
Some sambuka on cocktails, watch him
He's tail wagging, watch him, watch him


Typical me, typical Friday
Typical, drink, drink, drunk
One Shot, two shot, three shot,go Larry
Let me have my comatose 


Who is the one with
The projectile, spat
Sat on comatose, laa laa
Come on, one more  Larry 


Me name is Larry, hi Larry, me is a tanker
Pass me the vodka, shot, shot, shot
Hit me on the cider, add the shots now
Just another Friday night with a shot


Let me have my comatose
Waking with a hanger over, on morning break
Oh what a night its been, amnesia 
Repeat, repeat games on Saturday
Let me have my comatose


If I was a drunk