Poetry from below the Glass Floor. Challenging the culture that sees humans as objects to be owned.
Author: billiethehuman
Street Church
Well my good readers, the dark forces of the world managed to keep me away from your good selves for a while. But I'm back! What's more I've started preaching in public at my Street Church. Have Bible will share God's word Let me tell you what happened for the spiritual floodgates to break. First … Continue reading Street Church
Into Life
Readers how many times do I start a post apologising to you for not posting for a while? What can I say apart from sorry! Anyway its Tuesday so that means GoDogGoCafe challenge. And without further ado head into life with me and discovery the exciting developments. Normality Blocked Into Life Longing Waiting Blocked Trudging … Continue reading Into Life
Spirit Of God
Readers we've made it to Tuesday which can only mean one thing. Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at the GoDogGoCafe. This week the challenge is to write a poem containing the words "if we never". I strongly encourage you to check out this online cafe, the dont bite. My poem is titled Spirit of God I'll … Continue reading Spirit Of God
#VictimsFirst
A treat for you this evening readers. I'm currently waiting for a friend then I'll be hiding better than usual as the man who threatened to kill me yesterday has been released. So in the spirit of #VictimsFirst some short poems, limerick style, from the same inspiration fountain as Victims First and #OtherLivesMatter In Search … Continue reading #VictimsFirst
Other Lives Matter
In a World full of hateWhy must we waitFor deaths to fill us with rageBlack Lives MatterAll Lives MatterBut some are still used as slaves So let's open our heartsSo selfish fears can departLet intelligence take the stageChange Black Lives MatterTo Others Lives MatterAnd enter a world free from slaves May Peace Prevail on Earth … Continue reading Other Lives Matter
Destitute World
Apologies readers for disappearing, my phone was lost after an official placed their hand in my rucksack. I've been punished enough already for suggesting that this constitutes theft. Yes the rules of the destitute world of homelessness are very different from the world, I hope you inhabit, my good readers. My second apology is to … Continue reading Destitute World
Bystander
Readers I haven't got much battery and I'm back in the city that feels most like home. Its not a big city more like a town but you get in trouble for saying cities are towns. This poem I wrote a few weeks ago in the big smoke of London. It's based on real events. … Continue reading Bystander
Beautiful Dreamer
It's Tuesday which means it's the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge from Go Dog Go Cafe. I don't know what it is but their prompts always seem to match the mood of the unspoken words of my soul. Perhaps it's just the beautiful dreamer in me and hopefully in you as well my dear readers. (Yes … Continue reading Beautiful Dreamer
Paddington and Rupert
Readers today your in for a treat. Recently whilst away on work matters. Yes I am classed as a key worker and no I'm not at liberty to disclose the exact nature of my work. I happened to catch Paddington and Rupert deep in conversation. Below is a true account of the encounter. I'll give … Continue reading Paddington and Rupert