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
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
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
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
It's Tuesday Readers which can only mean one thing. It's time for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at GoDogGoCafe. Today's prompt is "over the rainbow" but with all this Corona Craziness going on the Enemy Invisible invaded my pen and produced this: "Colour breaks through, but above darkness lurks Enemy Invisible Clouds lessen Enemy Invisible … Continue reading Enemy Invisible
It's Tuesday Readers and that can mean only one thing. Its time for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge from the GoDogGoCafe. Not quite sure how I found this little spot but the Baristas, other writers and everyone else seem to of accepted the presence of a weirdo like me. So here we go: The golden … Continue reading Colours of my Mind
The Life and Times of Billie the Human 