Surreal artwork by Michael Chevel and nothing to do with the poem below~You came with a bibleYou came with a gunYou came with a smileAnd killed everyoneYou came for a reasonYou had ‘work’ to ...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/04/11/breaking-hearts-for-pleasure/
Herewith the work of my son, George Blamey-Steeden. I asked him to put something together in regard to my new book, ‘ONCE A SOLDIER, NOW A GHOST’. The net result, a Vineo video along with a b...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/03/28/once-a-soldier-now-a-ghost-a-short-video/
As ever, when a new book is finally done and dusted there comes a mysterious emotion seeking a home in my grey matter. I’ve never be able to put my finger on what it is. Have I lost a friend, o...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/03/10/once-a-soldier-now-a-ghost/
Eternally ‘alive’ in a particle of time, be they the ripe and the rotten; the virtuous and the nefarious; the tramp sleeping rough under railway arches; the forgotten harlot without a worthy ...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/02/28/the-particle-of-time-hotel/
The little one’s smile has been kidnappedhe has no expression nowThe Drone took out his familyhis homestead and his father’s ploughYet one day when the scars of fearheal they’ll be replaced...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/02/18/drone-of-plunder-drone-of-might/
A single blue rose? She thought such a thing unattainable, but here it is. Presently it sits comfortably upon the creaky old table…the scullery table…close by the usual washed pile of laundry...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/01/28/a-single-blue-rose/
Dusk, a naïve unreliable birdbrain Sun seeks what will be his best ever daily suicide, a suicide devoid of any umph, rather than merely take to sleep in blissful Moonlight. Not that Selene notic...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2024/01/18/an-average-night-in-the-life-of-selene-pan/
What side of the moon should the paralysed young woman of little thought, but considerable beauty, should venture to? She’d already given up on the Sea of Tranquillity as well as the Sea of Clo...
I thought that I’d be a human bomb dropping down on a faraway war A onetime ugly beast who travelled invisible door to door I changed my mind when I went blind outside of the firearm store When...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2023/10/29/lunatic-in-paradise/
EMPTIER THAN BEFORE Based upon the night of Friday 13th November 2015 in Paris when gunmen and suicide bombers hit a concert hall, a major stadium, restaurants and bars, almost simultaneously - 1...
https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/2023/08/22/emptier-than-before/