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EQUINOX A Blue September skie signals the end of Summer's lease the autumn equinox in one day changes everything tilting time and tugging tide , it's as though our season of life has suddenly just died .

A little song I wrote on the 10.58 York to London train its about our celestial beauty queen the one we call little Jannine she seems to have a soul like a neutron star it keeps on pulsating energy and a light so bright, we men are like dead and dying black dwarfs in the darkness of space keep on burning girl don't stop rocking!!.

The strange phenomenon of dizygotic twin estrangement when nothing of similarity seems to have been shared apart from their identical indifference that mirrored in a perfect reflection towards each other . Checkout my latest episode!

Check out A song I wrote for the everso beautiful Lindsay who is leaving after 11 years she brought her LGBT spirit and colour into our drab fifty souls of grey community bombing us daily with vivid wondrous paintings. She takes with her an extraordinary feng-shui, losing her is like the loss of a perpetual summer's day , artists are the community take them away and you kill it's soul you're left...

A short story I wrote about our Neo Omnipresence that seems almost God like in its power and control , the all seeing eye that invisible entity watching over everything we say and do , as the super computer takes over completely and begins to do a billion tweeks a minute to everything mapping the brain body and everything else in our universe maybe one day soon a connection with the great unknown...

Check out EQUINOX audio poet | Steven Richardson 00:13 01:46 Next | About Blue September skies signals the end of Summer's lease the autumn equinox in one day changes everything tilting time and tugging tide , it's as though our seasons of life has suddenly died . --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/steven-richardson6/message Cookie preferences EQUINOX audio poet l...

Simmer the sapien inside a tin can especially in a stop start traffic jam and they quickly revert back to primitive man and that includes pacifists and your little old gran . 

A poem written for two old Bohemians who through reckless behaviour in a younger year did so destroy the fragile entity of love , and are now left with just the ghost of her to haunt their old empty hearts . out my latest episode!

A poem written for a crazy young woman who I fell hopelessly in love with during the summer of 1992 whilst working in the South of France aboard yachts in the port of Antibes . Together we stayed in a huge stone pile called the chateau Laval courtesy of Jack et Michelle Olga was a green-eyed goddess with olive skin and a temper that she'd borrowed from the dog cerberus , I was a dotting fool but h...

God Google a short song I wrote about the neo omnipresent computer algorithm that seems almost all controlling and God like in its invisible presence .

Check A song I wrote about associating with crazy people you become the company you keep at one stage I was living in a broken down squat with two BBC's  a manic depressive and a trisexual dypsomaniac the main thing we all had in common was we were seeing the same shrink , everyone had an acronym such as RAC ,PCP , BFG etc my latest episode!

Check A tune for my godson Todd who's five years old, it was inspired by listening to him talk about his modern dance class which involves quite a lot of acrobatics including parkouring from the kitchen table onto the floor then spinning round on his back hissing loudly like a fried egg or an angry snake. my latest episode!

A little song I wrote on the 10.58 York to London train its about our celestial beauty queen the one we call little Jannine she seems to have a soul like a neutron star it keeps on pulsating energy and a light so bright we are I like dead and dying black dwarfs in the darkness of space keep on burning brightly girl don't stop rocking girl. latest episode!

A song I wrote about being at sea aboard huge luxury vessels is very glamorous and as a skipper come captain it is so easy to be wined and dined each evening by billionaires with the finest foods and drink the only drawback is that you steadily become an old soak, I worked alongside many captains who became just that, thinking back to a collision at night with JJ the skipper and a refugee boat he...

A song sang through the perspective of a bad tempered old tree ,a living monument of mystery ,  Robin Hood's tree is by far the most famous tree in all of ancient history  a thousand years of seething silent sophistry .

A preacher man told me that all of us come pre packaged with the seven shades of sin which are basically our primitive seven instincts of survival the only problem is that putting modern mechanisation into the hands of we the new chimpanzee is that we've managed with our Machiavellian mischief to destroy the garden of Eden that we live in. my latest episode!

A song I wrote about hair loss , a man's mane is similar to that of a lion as it recedes they both become timid and tame loosing pride and prowess both these mammals are now out of the game .

Check A song I wrote about an old friend who has now divorced and gone back onto the Mating sites looking for lust not realising that his old sex pistol has long since turned to rust . Men of curtain age with faint hearts and feeble flesh really they need to be careful whilst looking for a piece of fresh . I told one chum that his site" Bumble" might be better called crumble due to the dusty dispo...

A little ditty I wrote for Lily who's eleven we started singing a song for her father who's a sommelier and drinks fine wine all the time and also holds wine tasting with his Classé cru( crew) they all sample some really expensive brut (brew) I've made the wines sound almost female with sexual connotations due to his descriptive duologue on various liquid libations sound like a women i.e she's tea...

A little ditty for my god son who asked if he would become a bird if he caught bird flu.

Blue bloods are quite simply mad !! , they treat normal reality as an inconvenient triviality rules to them don't exist and the rest of mortality are kept around as fluffers for their pansexuality

A ditty I wrote about rescuing a friend in need beware you quickly end up with ten mouths to feed and everything you've worked for you usually concede. out my latest episode!

Every night I usually say to the woman in my little local shop what has happened in your life today ? she usually replies by saying oh not much then I always say you have my permission to lie but she never does.

A speech I wrote for a dear friend of mine who to me will always be the last bohemian fugitive, an artist for more than 65 years a very impressive figure who change my life for the better with his mindful mentoring.

This is about a young county lines guy we call LILY THE KID because he looks so girlish an angelic to be a druggie anyhow he's now disappeared on the run from police and a gang of heavy drug dealers from Bradford who dauntless want their money.