Tuesday, 25 December 2018

Christmas time


The special time of year. We love toggive and to get.  We go to special places and do special things. We ooklyn for our family and friends and love to love. The special food ate our once a year treats. We play games and look for fame.

Christmas time

The little ones look for santa. We all want that special gift, is it given or received.  Should we think of those who nothing receive. I believe in hope and joy. I hope you receive that specialtoy.


We play.  Joyous tunes. We eat delicious food. We look for that wonderful place to spend that special day, and we want to enjoy.  We laugh and cry,  but who knows why?

Silent night

A silent night. We wait for the morning dawn and for the childrens' yawn. The pleasant awaking of gifts spawn.  Don't forget the excitement as wrapping paper torn, and there Christmas spawn.

Wednesday, 21 November 2018


Dedicated to Johanna Payton the Fashion Detective

I have a thought and it develops.  The ideas are brought to the forfont if my minds' eye. I clucth as I grasp the being of my creation.  The idea can be made into  something, but do I have the ambition and the drive to move it forward and become the creator.

I devote myself to an idea, a theme, a plot, a plan, and a concept. I research and study.  The time I have in the day is not enough and I require more, but my wish will never be granted.  So I look with anticipation and devotion.

I have skills,  but are they enough.  Should I acquire more or fine tune my craft. I walk, talk, abd take as i a wake. The opportunity a waits me. All I have to do is find it. To prosper, in a manner of greatness.

Tuesday, 13 November 2018

the deal

I have received a contract for publishing my collection of poems.
"Thoughts from the Edge of Insanity"
by Anthony J W LEWIS

I am reading through the contract.
I am seriously considering signing it.

Friday, 14 September 2018


What does it mean to be a gangsta? What does it mean to be a killa? You can be a gangsta and not be a killa.  As well as be a killa and not be a gangsta. You can be a accidental gangsta or killa. Being a gangsta cones with responsibility, to protect , and teach those who look up to you. Being a killa is irresponsible. Do gangstas' kill or do killas' gangsta.

What is a gang? Do they have gangstas? Are you a gang leader or a yes man soldier? Do you do as your told? or? Do as you want? Does the gangsta gang leader take your advice and ask for it? or? treat you like a send out?

Untouchable. Respected. A King among princes. The one we want to be.  Orders are carried out to a tee or you die trying.  The general and chief.  The one you will die or kill for.

Saturday, 8 September 2018

The Seas 2

The Fish

The fish, they swim and live for life. So pretty to me but not to you.  The waves roll and the sea is ruff. The tide is high and then low. The time is mine and yours.

The Blue sea

The Blue sea givith.  The sea takith but when the sea is calm. We sail and enjoy the cook breeze and the salt smell.  The beaches are soft.  The shore calls. So we go and enjoy.


The sea plant is growing, as we speak.  The fish make it there home and the plant is infested by plants. The tropical sight is enjoyed by snooklers and beach goers. We enjoy the beatiful sights of life.

Tuesday, 28 August 2018


In this land
In this land, there is misunderstanding and no trust. We need help, understanding, love and hope.  In this place can we find sanctuary in the storm. It is ever changing and evolving. Please help develop and nurture the human condition of humanity, live and grace.

In the day
In the day there is anarchy. There is no system for relief only confusion.  The night calls and we dream of peace and order. The next day comes, but what will it bring.

Through the pain, I only see confusion.  I dare to look for a calm happiness. There are obstacles and worries. But? I wonder how long will it last. and? I ask! Will this ever go away.

Saturday, 11 August 2018


I read sometimes
I like buddhism, Confusios and eeastern philosophy.  The theory of Ying and Yang, without good you can't have bad. Without one you can't have the other. A man asks a question, someone must know the answer.  One day he will find it.

Rastafarians believe in peace and love and are giving people. Is that so hard? Everything is hard at first, but becomes easier as time goes by. Do you find it hard to love or find peace? Maybe you should become a rasta.

I wonder why? So I read and write.  I talk to people. I go to church and the library sometimes. I used to walk my dog and the wonder never ceases. I learn through wonder as I search to find answers to my questions. The more I learn the more I wonder and the more questions I ask.