He is no more

A Craig Fields Production that I lend one of my many talents too!

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Link To Farmer Giles Vlog!

The infamous vlog! Written, produced and edited by me! Camera by Various. Creative director- Thomas Moran

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Poems :)

From the Branch that got cut short

From the branch that got cut short:
could have grown and acorn
BUT
Out of a van, came a nasty man
With a pair of those big scissors in his hand
Chop, Chop, Chop
The tree could of taken in lots of CO2
But now
It’s totally out of view
The kids also have nothing to do
As their Tree house got cut down by the nasty man too!

Chop, Chop, Chop.

More poemisms

In the City:

They say there’s nothing quite like city life

Yet everything is the same

Buildings rise and fall like a house of cards

It really is a dire shame

When concrete jungle doesn’t go far enough

And there’s nothing left to do

You’re pestered for change by some two-bit scruff

And you realise it’s true

You become just another corporate face

Another suit in the swell

You take the tube from place to place

And never notice the air has such a funny smell

Every person’s a stranger

Every rucksack a threat

There’s a thousand things I want to say to you

But I haven’t thought of one yet

In the city.

The reformation of Newbland Banks express...

I wanted somewhere to put all my work up and stuff so I thought this could get going again! BOOOM!

Get some poetry down yer! This is brand new!

Habeas Corpus:

You think about it, don’t you?

Or At least

I do

If life’s to short…

Why do we even bother?

Why do we always think everything through?

You wonder about it don’t you?

I always do

Do people actually think of me?

Of things that I’ve done

Or are they to busy…

Living

Is that why they are so good at being young?

I’m not

I’ve always been old

Or that’s what I’ve said

Or always been told.

I often wonder about the things I’ve done

The jokes I’ve told,

The songs I’ve sung.

I’ve often decided

I’ve never been young

Always tight with my wallet

Loose with my tongue

Do you think of me from time to time?

I know I do…

And I always wonder…

Is there anything left?

Or did you chuck it all out?

Leaving me bereft…

It always comes back to me

These things I’ve done

And if you can live without regret

You know you’ve won

So here’s my conclusion

It’s brief but full:

Laugh

Love

Live

Have no regrets, not even one!

And one last thing that may be hard to digest…

One thing’s for sure

He whose lust lasts, lasts longest.