'Path in Winter', copyright Bob Nunn, http://bob.nunn.art.googlepages.com/

I Walk, As If in Snow...

Jonny Marvel

I walk, as if in snow...
The noise in my head, a crunching like fresh powder underfoot through drifts of
memories...
Of responsibilities ducked...
Of promises broken, of lies told...
Burnished hard by pain, I plough on like a living ghost...
A man grown strange even to myself.
So brutal, at times, yet still impossible to hate?
This small, dull ache, this hollow empty NOW will leave me soon...
I will move on...
I will tighten up I was never afraid to bare my teeth...
When needed...
But, in truth, it hasn’t always been that way and can’t biting people’s heads off
Become addictive...
And didn’t I give up almost everything else?
Surely, mindful thought creates guilt-free living?
Surely, as long as I keep on keeping on, then, at whatever level I am at, it can only
lead to a positive willed outcome?
As long as I persevere surely?

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Thee Pearl

Jonny Marvel

I’m craning at thee waxing moon…
Like a hungry coyote… kicking against it…
Howling…
Trying to find thee light, again…
I was thee Hunter… and thee hunted…
I am thee ghost and thee Haunted…
My former self a shadow now…
Redeemed… Like coupons… Like tokens…
A token gesture…?
But could you have lived as I have lived, and not end up like this…?
And yes second-hand smoke can kill… but not reliably…
Otherwise there’d be less like them, and more like You and me…
I’ll just keep on binge-thinking…
With not enough slow-down…
Thee madness, a grain ov sand to make a pearl…?

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THIS MORNING I HAD WATERED DOWN, SEMI-SKIMMED SOYA-BEAN JUICE WITH MY CREDIT-CRUNCH...How about You...?

Jonny Marvel

THIS MORNING I HAD WATERED DOWN, SEMI-SKIMMED SOYA-BEAN
JUICE WITH MY CREDIT CRUNCH... How about you...?
“Is this thee final chapter in thee age ov responsibility?”
So asked Channel 4 News thee other night, while I was watching T.V….
Is this the terminal death rattle ov thee “so-called” Super-Rich, footloose and Fancy-
free?
Is all this madness happening with a certain inevitability?
Well I don’t know about you?
But it looks like that to me…
How does it make you feel to live in thee land of the “should be” free?
Does it feel like sand moving under foot, beneath a shifting sea?
Well I don’t know about you? But it sure feels like that to me…
Is this Capitalist collapse, A self-fulfilling prophesy?
Could it have been folk gambling with thin air that caused this financial catastrophe?
Because surely betting on futures is a blatant impossibility?
Well I don’t Know about You…
But I like to believe in thee Things that I can see…
To live a life more tangible, to know what I can Be…
Cos thee simple pleasures are still thee best, as I’m sure you will agree…

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