The Facebook and The Google - a poem

The Facebook and the Google

by Paul Howlett

The facebook and the google

Both entities I know

They both inhabit the Internet

But I think they’re deadly foes

They both need room to grow

And that’s were the seeds are sown

One or the other wants to dominate

Which in the end, leads to hate

As one sets off against the other

Barring users for daring to interconnect

Many times on the Internet!

NOTE:  I now can interconnect between the two - YEAH!

What is wrong with Facebook?

I have been posting poems up here on my blog, none of which are 'rude' or what have you so why all of a sudden I am blocked from putting my work up on facebook?

Walk in my shoes

Walk in My Shoes

By Paul Howlett

Walk a mile in my shoes

Kick away the blues

Walk a mile in my shoes

You have nothing to lose

Walk a mile in my shoes

Feel the earth beneath my feet

Give your heel ‘n’ toes a treat

Walk a mile in my shoes

Maybe bare feet are best

Put your efforts to the test

Walk a mile in my shoes

Lose those lonesome blues

Walk a mile in my shoes

Yes mate, just hang loose!

The River Runs - (It has been one year to the day since we were flooded) by Paul Howlett

The River Runs  By Paul Howlett

There is a river in Ipswich called

The Bremer River and you would be appalled

At what it has done, made us run, run, run

To higher ground for feared we drown

Lots of brown water, lots of brown water

We all escaped, to leave our homes alone

To face the rising creeping inundation

Of water, mud, disease and on our own

We drove through the night

We drove through the water

We drove through the rain

We drove through the water

We drove out of town

For feared we would drown

At last we came to a spot

Of a good dry Motel

Still in shock, still in shock

My father, wife looked at the TV that night

Thanked the Lord above for life and love

That they did not join the flooded victims

Of the dreaded flood of 20 - 11

That sent many people to heaven.

Skeptica - a poem asking for vision for everyone

Skeptica

By Paul Howlett

Sceptics’ vision is often so short

They fear to look at questions of thought

Their minds follow to the status quo

Along comes someone, paradigm or ghost

That challenges the norm.....

Tis just a phantom of your mind

Doesn’t exists, but proved time after time

They hum and haw, and say it’s just wind

Blowing in the window, tis not ghoul

Or Spirit or something out of this world

Scientific method that proves them wrong

Still does not convince them that they are blind

Sceptics go through life being years behind

New ideas, inventions, finding the unknown

They are comfortable asleep in bed at home

Sceptics once said...look

The earth is flat

Anyone can see that

Just look at the ground

Tis totally flat not round

Men of no vision did not look from on high

They looked at the Earth and not the sky

As the centre of God’s creation

All must revolve around us

Along came Galileo

Threw that one under the bus

But Copernicus 80 years before

Had written that it was thus

But the sceptics said what a load of rubbish

And not only that, we’ll make you a heretic

For such wicked and heinous ways

But Copernicus was smart

He publish his book after he did depart

This life of earth and gained fame

Put all the sceptics down the drain!

The Mooch of Daze

The Mooch of Daze

By Paul Howlett

One day follows the next

The world goes round n round

The night follows day or

Day follows night

Does that make the right sound?

Forever we see the moon’s face

From the earth, never to change

But wait, what of the dark side?

We did peek thru outer space

With satellites and such

Around and around we go

Mapping the craters and stuff

Gravity mapping the latest we see

Is the moon made out of green cheese?

Just a lark I know, but do we really understand

That the moon is forever, totally bland.

Note:  NASA currently has two satellites gravity mapping the Moon.

New Year Dawns - will the world end?

New Year Dawns

By Paul Howlett

New Year dawns for 2012

The end of the world say some

We’ll all wind up living in hell

The Big Bang will explode

Life on Earth will erode

Into dark dank destiny

Fly to the moon, fly to Mars

Mankind will leave earth

And head for the stars