VICTIMS.

 

I cant help it, I simply think that the Worlds victims are the work of us lot. Humans. Yes and I really do think Humans Suck! 

 

An American style term I know, but it just about says it all.

 

As a writer I try to condense concepts, and events down to neat sentences, or more likely little, poems. 

 

They began as A Group Of Humans - The Legendary Lines, from the fictitious place in which my story is set. 

I started calling them “Vegan Victims”, Quiet trendy I thought,  (Although I am Vegan myself).

 

Now I am calling them “VICTIM VERSES”, because no species names have ever been used in nearly thirty years of writing them, all bar one. Humans.

 

My vision is a group or network of all species, in a specific place, relating to each other and/or the wider world, their own experiences, at the hands of Humans. “Truth to Tell”. I doubt this vision will ever be achieved without us (Humans) giving or enabling: Thought/a wider message/ legislation, (Good Luck with That). A consensus of opinion (maybe), that is listening  to individual animals.

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"I"M ON IT"

I do have some clear ideas for this paradigm, I am actually half way through my story in script form. Well that's the plan, but needless to say life keeps happening, and it's all taking far too long.

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COVID LOCKDOWN NOT WASTED

I know this should be the time I use to finish all the masters pieces I have on the back burner, but they will have to stay there for the time being. I am building a bespoke wooden terrace for my wife's plants.

 

SYLVIA"S DECKED TERRACE.

Our front garden is small, and on a steep slope.  Sylvia has been disabled due to a stroke 23 years ago, so the garden has been getting less and less accessable for her.  We dread the thought of moving, We have a small balcony I built twenty odd years ago, but her pots have multiplied, so I have extending out. and down with wide, shallow steps to accommodate her walking frame, it has three level banisters, safety bars,  and non slip hard wood decking.

so I am spending our lockdown time on a usable sitting/gardening area. It's not only very functional, it's aesthetically pleasing, and  I know Sylvia will fill the space with a year round display.

 I digress ; Forgive me.

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GETTING ANGRY

My poems about Victims have been undergoing some presentation tweeks  just recently.  I am acutely aware of overall sound as being key to their appeal, but I am lumbered with a Bass-voice, which doesn't help with the delivery of a believable "English Princess", a "Mother Harp Seal", or a "Rabbit".

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The main batch or group of poems have been set to music.  That too is undergoing modification. 

 

I try to evoke emotion, and passion from the words, which are meant to be those of dumb animals. I’m even considering using humans style profanities on their behalf.  

 

I’m not sure what value it may have, but it certainly imbues a sense of satisfaction in me, as that creature’s ambassador.  We’ll see.

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‘       Bob Richardson 

     "Audio Poet Weymouth England”

     'Vegan For the Animals and the Planet"k

 

 

 

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