He did not die of Hunger
Nor was it the bottle of booze
The drugs they did not do for him
It wasn’t even the cruise.
The poor guy he was healthy
Just the other day
He knelt at the side of bed as usual
And he began to pray.
He prayed for his family
All his friends, and foes
He even prayed for his Goldfish
And all his Hamsters toes.
So how did this man pass away
They say he was fit and well
It was a shock to everyone
As his funeral crowd would tell.
They say he passed with the TV on
Boris Johnston on repeat
All that could be heard that day
Was another parliamentary defeat.
The poor man couldn’t take it
Brexit had taken its toll
His heart had finally given way
With all the rigmarole.
October 2019
My Poetry. My time has come.
He crossed the path he wanted to
and was able to feel anew
comfort and love surrounded him
No more feelings of blue.
The most he expected was happiness
the least remembering his past
but surprising himself he felt no pain
And the hope that this would last.
Seeing the clouds silky white
Floating on a cushion of air
the light was so invitingly sweet
Sickly as a ripened pear.
Dropped off gently he looked around
Everything placed as he dreamed
Coloured flowers blooming everywhere
As his face lit up, it beamed.
Paradise found life just beginning
as flashbacks filled his mind
Temptation vivid pictures were real
And everyone was so kind.
No place for hatred racism or war
Everything rose-coloured and clear
Children playing everywhere
No one is full of fear.
Nightingales singing in a melodic tune
Trees whispering lightly in the breeze
No animals caged, running free
Do as you like or please.
Waking up with a smile on your face
Each new day brought with sunshine
This place I now proudly call my home
Is full of happiness and love, and it's mine.
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My Poetry. Brexit , We want the end.
Brexit this Brexit that
It's becoming a bloody joke
All you feel is numbness
And someone you want to choke.
In out its all a bloody pest
Nothing else seems to matter
We need to give it a rest.
The World is laughing at us
A country that once was admired
Now we are a talking point
And someone should be fired.
We voted to leave the EU
There was no other choices that day
17.5 million voters
Wanted it that way.
The choices were very simple
It was stay or leave that’s it
Now the do-gooders want another vote
No, thank you we want to sit.
So if the decision is overturned
Then Democracy was not fulfilled!
Get this done and pretty quick
As the People seriously willed.
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My Poetry. Dismantled Nest.
Fly high little one it's time to go on your own time to see the world out there Now that you have fully grown. Make mistakes, try out life You're a certainty to fall on your face try to live a happy life And never fall from grace. Treat all people as you treat yourself respect costs nothing to you help the unfortunate heal the sick Comfort friends who are true. Remember your family here at home when times get rough or hard always know your parents are here To pick up the pieces if your scarred. The nest is dismantled, apron strings cut you need to find yourself the storms of life will blow on you To Knock you from the shelf. Fulfil your goal little one success is waiting out there all you need is a little love On a wing and much earned prayer.
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Famous Scots . James Watt.
James Watt (1736–1819) was a Scottish inventor, mechanical engineer and chemist. He is famous for developing a separate condensing chamber for the steam engine. This invention greatly improved the efficiency of the steam engine and played a considerable role in advancing the role of steam engines in the Industrial Revolution.
He was born in Greenock, Scotland on 18 January 1736. Initially, Watt worked as a maker of mathematical instruments but later found himself working with steam engines.
Around 1764, Watt was given a Newcomen steam engine to repair. He realized it was very inefficient because energy was repeatedly being used to heat the cylinder. He decided to try to invent a more efficient alternative, and he worked on a model which caused steam to condense inside a separate chamber apart from the piston. He soon had a working model and by 1775 had a patent. Though Watt was not adept at business, he was able to form a successful partnership with Matthew Boulton. Boulton & Watt became a successful company leasing the design and later producing these new steam engines for a variety of purposes from mining (especially Cornish tin mines) to cloth and wool manufacture. Over the next six years, he made a number of other improvements to the steam engine and the business thrived as orders flooded in.
Watt also made other important discoveries and inventions. These included a copying machine and an improved production method for chlorine, a bleaching agent.
After his fortune enabled him to retire, he pursued a wide variety of interests from improving oil lamps to measuring distances with a telescope.
He died on 25 August 1819, aged 83.
The development of an efficient steam engine transformed industry and society. It helped Great Britain become the world’s first industrialised society leading to an unprecedented pace of economic growth.
Citation: Pettinger, Tejvan. Biography of James Watt,
Oxford, www.biographyonline.net 23rd May 2010. Updated 27th September 2017
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Blog/Web Promotions.(GP Cox )
GP Cox .
Dear friends.
Sometimes you stumble upon a brilliant Blog, and Today I would like to share one of my fellow Bloggers Blog, GP. COX.
As you probably guessed GP posts about the Military, his Blog is interesting and well worth a visit.
Here is a small sample of his work.
PLEASE VISIT GP HERE.
When Ben Reise went to enlist in the military in 1942 during World War II, his future wife, Ruth Fern Gibb, went with him. The two had grown up together in Chicago, meeting in grammar school.
Ben Reise tried to enlist in the Navy, but they told him that he was too short at 5 feet, 4 inches, Ruth Reise said. Next, he went to the Army, which “took him right away.”
At the same time, Ben enlisted, Ruth was also offered a job. Her height – 5 feet even – made her the perfect size to climb into aeroplane gas tanks to secure the rivets. Soon after, she began working at the Douglas Aircraft manufacturing plant, on the site where O’Hare International Airport is today.
From 1942 to 1945, Douglas manufactured 655 C-54 Skymasters, a military transport aircraft, at the Chicago plant. A photo from the Chicago Tribune’s archive shows that the opening of the gas tank on the C-54 was just 13 inches tall and nine inches wide.
“I told [the recruiters], ‘I don’t have any claustrophobia so that will be fine,’” Ruth Reise, now 92, said.
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William.
