The Life and Times of Billie the Human
Asking the questions that are just not supposed to be asked billiethehuman1@gmail.com
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
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
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
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
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
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
It's only through talks across time that we can learn from the mistakes of our collective past. Readers I make no apologies as this poem is inspired by our collective lives and times in UK today. Covid19 was not the start, I've been watching and living this for years. All I will say is please … Continue reading Talks Across Time
A little poem and a bit of fun. Hope you like it readers. You see the thing is it's the simple things that make up homeless heaven. Hey you know my colours readers. Cup of tea Homeless Heaven Homeless Heaven Shops all closed That's not what I miss Cup of tea in the cold Now … Continue reading Homeless Heaven
Just a quick poem readers. Prehaps this is why they call cities the urban jungle Songsters home Urban Jungle Cars roar past Songsters trilling Can this beautiful morning last? Time to get up Awake from my slumber Bed to put away Bags to pack and carry I wish I could pack homelessness away
Well readers looks like I've found a way to charge my phone so here's 2 poems for you. I seem to of found myself in Hammersmith London and am feeling pretty chilled. You know me readers, for this homeless blogger Covid19 and poetry just go together like hand and glove. Both poems are about the … Continue reading Covid19 Poetry
The Life and Times of Billie the Human 