Category: Poems & Verses

to cry for

I didn’t know what difference was until I held you

stolen in the wink of an eye never to be mine never

to cry for those things I could not buy

I didn’t know what time would bring different songs

song differently and yet that melody was the same as

the beating of hearts near to one another I didn’t know

that time would grow a longing not to be close but of a

sameness like ghosts to human remnants a thing that used

to be I didn’t know


imaginations of a coming

in the beating of my heart lays a

thousand dreams of what is was

and could be forever distant in

the wondering of a mind caught in

an illusion defined as time



that other half of me that half that

doth see the shadows of the darkness

in places that cannot be only known

in whispers by those no longer able

to see the wonders of this world



love cannot be taken from the heart

but can be surrounded by the desires

of the darkness in vengeance and hatred

of what once was and the imaginations

of a coming

would it be that I were born in blindness

unable to see the darkness of the eyes

and minds that surround me not knowing

of the shades of personality that hide a

darker reality that perception can see

would it be that I was unable to see the

pain and misery within which there be

no charity for the lost would it be that

I were not born


In those eyes are misery of a lost reality

that cannot replace that which has come

to be the now would it be that we could

find another way to be another way to see

who we could be in this time for unknown

are the possibilities of that which has to come


was there a beginning to the end was there a

time when there was nothing to defend from

am I here to see the comings and goings

of what was once now to hear the cries

of children from the darkness of minds

that have lost all sense of reality confined

to the diminishing sights of what should

be their guardians in light but instead confine

all to a abyss of loss am I here too


I feel you in my shadow

watching waiting seeing

expressing that which you



I see you in reflections of

what is not there peeking

from the movement of



I hear you in the silence

of the morning between

the wind and responses

of the meadows


And yet here I be alone

in the silence of my mind

listening to the echoes of

wishful thinking and imagination

dreamers of what could be

I can almost see it and you

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would we

try so hard if we knew

that all we know amounts

to nothing that can be used


would we

love a little less

cry a little harder

forgive our own regrets

and hold on ever harder

to those that we love


would we

speak in a language that cannot

be heard

seen in reflections with shadows


caught in the blink of an eye

was that imagination or something

gone by

flames to ashes ashes to flame things

once different now the same

is this the end of a different beginning

or the beginning of an end that is different

are they not the same for death

is an illusion and life but a game




did not winters dream catch me

sleeping in memories of you

lost in the distance of a past

come true not knowing of any

other now than was you in our

love woken from death with the

glance of a blow from what is

to become and what we will



Thoughts of home imaginary time of places distant and future warmed by embracing physicality of longed for belongingness to be where once was stood expectation upon a dream…… Thoughts of love that once was a physicality

Beauty in the morning beauty passing by beauty in the Suns rays lighting up the skies therein the midst do stand I now knowing that beauty is more than in mine eye…… Dreamy eyes upon the passing of a mountain

Sleep as you will upon my chest for morning comes quickly when tired eyes do try to see the rhythm of your ins and outs reminders to me of how you are precious in all that can be of those dreams waiting for thee……. Sleepless nights with babies sleeping upon my chest

Why would Rutland County Council & Nottingham Community Housing Association BOTH endorse and support the actions of a family of 15 years benefit fraud. Despite being made aware of the antisocial behaviour of the Hibbitt family at 76 Graffham Drive neither NCHA nor RCC saw it fit to pursue the matter of four adults living for up to a month at a time and claiming that there were only two to say nothing of their loudmouthed overtake of communal space upon Graffham Drive often using it as a way and change point for family vehicles and trailers wood and anything else they see fit all zealously overlooked by an off the lead loud Alsatian. The fact that they are local business men and women electricians painters childminders police officers and local government support workers whom endorse and support cash in hand payments to family members and they spend the rest of their time badmouthing “immigrants and blacks ” for supposedly doing that same thing which they seem so comfortable and apt at i/e defrauding the government with local governmental support and endorsement. The real face of racist Britain “don’t do as we do do as we say……”



Rutland County Council continue to support and endorse racism within the town of Oakham. Despite being advised of the racist conduct of many of it’s residents it refuses to take seriously or address issues of discrimination. This is not surprising considering it’s own record in regard to this matter for it is no stranger to supporting the likes of the racist Alan Duncan and local school headmaster Stewart Williams in breaking copyright laws in an attempt to have myself convicted and that’s to say nothing of the police whom are willing to do their dirty work for them in both schools and the local community PC Joe Lloyd.

Alan Duncan’s racist ideologies are well documented but still he was knighted and continues to serve the business interests of those within and behind British government. Foreign diplomats are well aware of his economic influence throughout Europe and as such are cautious in their dealings with him. The same can be said of the current prime minster Theresa May whom has a recorded history of ignoring calls for assistance from the black communities prior to her becoming prime minister. Britain has always been racist but it seems the days of Enoch Powel are fast returning to the streets of Britain and the halls of Westminster.

Rutland County Council are now even willing to overlook even council tax violations and dog handling breaches in order to have it’s own ends met. Regardless of the breaches or perpetrators there is no sign of justice within the county of Rutland……..–by-actually-listening-to/,+nationalist+Brexit


This is a copy of the email sent to both my local council and the housing association Neither seems too perturbed about the situation and thus I am now forced to take matters into my own hands. When it gets to court their response is likely to be the same as that of the local council and also that of the housing association in that the local council said they would get back to me whenever and the housing association that they will look into putting up a fence in April. I am forced now into the situation whereby I have to respond as not to do so is to give in to this form of bullying and harassment and that I am not willing to do…. Watch this space………!


Following on from my phone conversation this morning with a

member of your team I am sending you a copy of the email I

have sent to the local council in regards to this matter which

has reached a critical point whereby I now feel intimidated and

harassed daily. This is now affecting my sleep mentality and

completely ruining my ability to enjoy both the property and

my own front garden. I am no longer able to sit outside due to

the harassment from both the neighbours and their daily visitors

I have in fact become a prisoner within my own home.



Richard Bradley Wilks

78 Graffham Drive



LE15 6DQ


Following on from my phone call this morning I would like to reiterate

and expand upon the concerns I raised with you on the phone which



1… that for over a year my neighbours at 76 Graffham Drive have allowed

their visitors to bring their dogs to the drive without keeping them on leads


2…. that this had resulted in the dogs using my front garden and door as their



3…. that this is every weekend consisting of a minimum of two dogs but on

most occasions has been three to five dogs.


4…. that there is a dog visiting my neighbours for up to a month at a time with

only one or two weeks respite before it’s next visit.


5…. that several days a week my neighbours as well as having an Alsatian there

full time now looks after one of their daughters dogs and thus two dogs are constantly

allowed out of their property to foul the area outside my home.


6…. that at weekends there are up to three dogs outside my property without collars

or being on leads barking and rushing at not only my visitors but anyone passing on the

street or going to the children’s play area.


7…. that I have consistently for the past year requested that the neighbours ask their

visitors to control their dogs and put them on leads, which has been to no avail.


8….. this weekend I have had to clean up dog mess from three dogs of my front lawn.


9….. that when four to five individuals stand outside your property laughing as their dog

fouls on your doorstep that amounts to harassment intimidation and bullying.



I look forward to hearing from you shortly in respect of the above





Richard Bradley Wilks






I’m fast becoming racist

I’m fast becoming racist

Two days on facebook and I could calmly kill somebody…..

I’m of the opinion it like all forms of mass media are aimed solely at the un/educated unthinking masses and in our time that includes those with degrees if not more.

Conversations demonstrations and world centre stage is given over to hatred and discrimination against that other…. still. Tell me how one is supposed to have a reasonable interaction with the other without questioning either their motivation or our own.

I’m fast becoming racist for the human race got up this morning knowing how fucking bad the world was yesterday and everyone one of us are carrying on the same stinking way for we know best each and every last one of us. Because we’re all educated now……!

The beauty of education is that most of those within it want in some way to advance.

The negativity of education is that its ethos is solely perpetuation of both itself and now.

Black people are breaking their necks to perpetuate inequality ensuring that their children somehow make it though school, college and university. And some do only to face that every changing bar 1 GCSE, 5 GCSE’s, College blar bla blar bla blar

Most frustrating for me…. that black people really don’t get or want to the message. I will qualify that Black Westerners. Discrimination is no longer a thing to strive to eliminate it is something to be endured. “well it’s not as bad as it used to be” “yeah you know I got a son at uni now”. We’ve become part of that two holiday’s two car’s culture of it doesn’t really affect me. And yet overrepresentation in mental health and judicial systems, school exclusion rates and death at the hands to law enforcement continue to remain consistent.

Two days of a world coming to a standstill over the enforcement of national boundaries in a country that still shoots black children in the street. I hear no cries of human rights issues as they march over the blood of blacks to protest for once again I hear the cry of communists. This didn’t start yesterday!

Hopefully my account will be deactivated for longer than a year this time it might give me enough time to learn something….!


The incarceration rates disproportionately impact men of color: 1 in every 15 African American men and 1 in every 36 Hispanic men are incarcerated in comparison to 1 in every 106 white men. 2. According to the Bureau of Justice Statistics, one in three black men can expect to go to prison in their lifetime.13 Mar 2012

You need to take note of the last sentence for that same commission see no wrong with the prospect of 3rd of black men going to prison at some point in their lives in either America or the United Kingdom it’s just statistical information….!

21,937 prisoners, was from a minority ethnic group. This compares to around one in 10 of the general population.

Out of the British national prison population, 10% are black and 6% are Asian. For black Britons this is significantly higher than the 2.8% of the general population they represent.

Overall black prisoners account for the largest number of minority ethnic prisoners (49%).

At the end of June 2014, 28% of minority ethnic prisoners were foreign nationals.

According to the Equality and Human Rights Commission, there is now greater disproportionality in the number of black people in prisons in the UK than in the United States.

Somethings wrong…..! iixx

The thing with any possibility of change is the restrictions of those that know or knew you for all actions words or deeds are forever confined to their history of who and what you were thereby seeking to forever restrict your progression or change   within a social setting.  It thus may at times be necessary to remove oneself from the social in order to bring about an emotional spiritual or physical change but once back within the social those closet to you will often ignore confine or reduce any noticeable change until it fits their own memory pattern in essence forcing one to to regress to a previous state of being in order to be accepted socially or once again to withdraw from the social in order to continue with ones own development. A possible way forward is to leave behind in physicality such individuals leave behind being the most apt expression for such persons are content with their own circumstances and will be unable to relate to anything one does or says on the level upon which it was intended for to do so would require unconditional positive regard ie love without condition or expectations and should such a position be possible it would necessitate the notion concept of once loved always loved for the reality is that we cannot unlove persons. We may at times grow to dislike another but that does not negate the fact that we have love for them for this too is an aspect of our foundation upon which the self is built. 

This being my second attempt to examine understand accept such notions and concepts in relation to not only love but contextual love I feel closer to an understanding of self and others but I don’t feel it’s finished and somewhat look forward to learning experiencing and sharing more with a select few for mere observation informs me that not only is this a path not chosen by others but one so many are incapable of and for me there’s an uncomfortablenes in that notion concept for I was for a long time “sure” that if I was capable of a thing then surely all persons were for am I not merely a man as so many others are…… iixx 


It’s the first book I’ve read in like forever I tend to stick to educational books or just psychology when reading, other stuff requires a picturenary imagination that I just haven’t got 😡😳🙈 but at the end of this one the thing that sticks out is “gerotranscendence”…. Enjoyable reading though it was names given to notions and concepts that I’ve considered in my own ignorance, understandings and stumbles of thought…. as an add on we like to think things have an order of development but that just makes them easier for the world and others to both restrict and contain us to their own notions of time space and development anything outside of this is not acceptable for the world must have its order imposed by that parasite known as man I’m comfortable with the notion that many will not understand a word I’m saying as much as I am with knowing some will choose not to for your persona has from time indicated your….. Being 😳🙈😂😗😏👌🏾💩’s      iixx 

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