PANIC ATTACK

'PANIC ATTACK' From Here There and Everywhere

I hold two fingers in my ears,
Fight my eyes production of tears,
Hooves play a drum roll on the ground,
Wheels wind their way through the sound,
The air is thick; I cannot breathe,
Raw animal emotions wildly seethe.
Noise drives a coach and four,
Through my mind’s open door.

The debris left cries with one voice,
"We were never given a choice",
The dust rises like an avenging cloud,
Creating an everlasting shroud,
Over the moment that spoke so clear,
And brought a human far too near,
Truth that lives beyond our ken,
And waits for the words ‘And then’.

Let there be light to illuminate ignorance,
Let darkness consume all human arrogance,
Let every thought born to the light,
Join in educating children for the fight,
Against prejudice and pride,
That always seeks the easy ride,
Build a society with the strength of the Earth,
Whose clay gave the crystal scaffold for life’s birth.


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Please note this is added after Andy's comment was made.


Ever since I was the recipient of a telephone call from Asha Hadfield (a nurse employed by Warrington NHS) that consisted of only a siren delivered by Cheshire Police I have been unable to filter out the unnecessary sounds from background noise.
I have fought to capture and understand the necessary information among the deafening roar of sheer noise that our society creates.

I publicly name the person who caused my disability for the first time.
I have no idea why she did it or if she had friends in Cheshire Police that aided and abetted her.
I welcome the chance to meet her and Cheshire Police in court if she or they wish to take this matter further.

I would warn Asha Hadfield that I have written evidence of her lies in my medical record.

I now have panic attacks when assaulted by loud noises especially sirens.
This song is the result of many such events.

I understand that the siren down the telephone would not have usually caused this effect but I was already brain damaged by a road traffic accident and suffering from Chronic Migraine with the ‘amplifier’ in my brain turned up to maximum. This was diagnosed after my mind had been finally destroyed by the actions described above.
Yet who in their right mind would send a siren down the telephone to a person asking for help and who would aid and abet such action?

Only Asha Hadfield and Cheshire Police have the answers to those questions.

Once Upon a Time

'ONCE UPON A TIME' From Here There and Everywhere

Once I crawled under a new spring sky,
Unthinkingly reaching for my goal,
Only to learn that in finding my feet,
Stability innocence stole.

Once I lay under a summer sky,
I saw in clouds all that I knew,
Including a unicorn that proudly pranced
Through flying fish while sheep formed a queue.

Once I fell under an autumn sky,
With leaves that careered through the air,
Here I breathed life into animals I love,
My heart and soul were laid bare.

Once I stood under a winter sky,
Unable to understand words; I lied,
The child in me sought the only way out,
While the adult secretly cried.

Once upon a time I was born,
Once upon a time I could see,
Once upon a time I tried to learn,
Once upon a time I will be free.

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I have tried to communicate in words and pictures but I have failed.

I am a failure.

Waterways

From Words speak for Thoughts

"I am not allowed to place a plastic bag over the rubbish,
It might be asphyxiated.
However silently I might wish its demise,
I can only pick up the crap it leaves
Bagged,
Floating,
On me."

Truly yours,
To defile and desecrate,
The Water of Life.

Reflections

'A PALER SHADE 'From Words speak for Thoughts

The beat is simple; the music flows,
Here a light is hidden yet shines bright,
Night draws the curtain up on the world,
Stars dance; the moon enters, stage right.

Where is the music to herald the queen?
What bird dares to sing her song?
Silence accompanies heavenly grace,
While the nightingale thrills the throng,

With tales this day paid to the past,
She climbs the scale and dives into the deep,
Then simply asks of one and all,
Do you hear my song or sleep?

A small, insignificant brown bird sings,
The stars answer with light from long ago,
The new moon smiles and greets her song
With reflection from the only star not on show.

Home is the Journey

'JUST WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING? 'From Words speak for Thoughts

Where do you think you are going?

On the journey,
Where my heart tells me I belong.

How do you think you will travel?

On the wings of a song,
Where I belong.

When will you arrive?

I already have.

Questions and Answers

'THE JOURNEY' From From Visual Counterpoint . com

Where is the sigh that should speak for my life,
Where is the wind that should winnow my soul,
Where is the water that should win my heart,
Where is the earth that should carry my weight?

.....On a pale blue dot that flies through space,
.....On a stage that acts out the drama of life,
.....On a river that remains married to the sea,
.....On a journey that echoes the sound of my feet.

'PLACE YOUR FOOTPRINTS OVER MINE' From From Visual Counterpoint . com

Here There and Everywhere

'From a Thought' From Notes on the Scale

Here is a moment that cries aloud,
Here I see goodness silenced by greed,
Here I create a single thought,
A child is born to meet every need.

There a moment lasts more than it ought,
There I see goodness suspended in space,
There I create more than a thought,
A child will be born with every grace.

Everywhere a moment lives alone,
Everywhere I see goodness in the crowd,
Everywhere I create from a thought,
A child born to cry out loud.