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But for the whispering voices, but for their whispering choices…

Dear Friends,

While stretching my craft, I thought I’d step into character; a schizophrenic in Victorian England.

The experience has been enlightening, if a little disturbing, but above all enjoyable, but that’s literacy…

Therefore, a piece of pure fiction – really?  Oh, I’ll let you decide…

Steve

Twas the voices in my head – No, not I but them, they and me

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Twas I a lonely lad

Without a friend – sad

But for the whispering voices

But for their whispering choices

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They whispered steal cash

They whispered rip and dash

Twas the voices in my head you see

Their voices in my bed – not me

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Together we’re a serial killer

Together we’re a real thriller

But twas not me, I cry

Twas my friends, not I

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I recall the day they were born

While I lied, blamed and scorn

The demise of my loved one

Beneath the rising sun

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For as I plead through time

Plead with you through rhyme

“Please don’t let them out,” I shout

For their thought’s be their’s not mine

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May get better my Mother did say

May get better my Father did pray

But as their voices scream out – I sigh

But why can’t you hear them? – I cry

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Tis the voices of the faithful dead

Ravaging, raging through my head

We’ve committed many a murder you see

No! Not I; but them, they and me

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As I awaken beneath the rising sun

Torn flesh, bloody mess and an empty gun

I scream at the voices in my head and cry

Oh dear God, what have we done?

Oh dear God, why oh why oh why?

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Please father forgive our sin

For I truly loved my next of kin

For they committed the murder you see

No! Not I, but them, they and me

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For as I plead through time

Plead with you through rhyme

“Please don’t let them out,” I shout

For their thought’s be their’s not mine

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For as they lied and plotted; I did rue

For I tried to stop, left you many a clue

For I just wanted them caught

Because I was so very distraught

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For twas I wanted you to catch

While bodies burnt wit a match

I feared the faithful raging undead

Feared the unfaithful rage in my head

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And as they made me bludgeon

Spilt blood with his own truncheon

You must lock us away I did say

Within your deepest, darkest dungeon

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For twas not I, but them, they and me

For twas not I, but together you must see

That we’ve been one bloody serial killer

That we’ve been a real dirty evil thriller

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For as I plead through time

Plead with you through rhyme

“Please don’t let them out,” I shout

For their thought’s be their’s not mine

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And finally you found my new clue

Thankfully as our penance so long overdue

And so now we’re all wrapped up tight

I lay here mourning from noon till night

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Lay like tied infants in a cot

Lay awake as more evil do they plot

The voices of the faithful dead

Raging, nagging through my head

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And as I lay awake that night

While others scream and fright

I listen till the early morn

Of other voices of the scorn

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“For tis time to leave nay,”

Two men in white coats say

With their bloodied, torn seams

Dragged beyond other’s dry throats

From a night of such awful screams

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For as I plead through time

Plead with you through rhyme

“Please don’t let them out,” I shout

For their thought’s be their’s not mine

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As we walk beyond the stench

Of the awful grizzling Wench

“Stand there,” He doth say,

“For no last rites you deserve

As no souls did you preserve”

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With no time left to pray

I hear a rasp, then a gasp

And with no slack, a crack

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For the voices I knew would stay

Were it not now for today

As our heavy body does sway

And my mind drifts away

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Father tucks me in and doth pray

And my Mother’s soft voice does say,

“My dear your only real friends

Are those whom Jesus sends.”

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For I now know, heart aglow

As they scream and I do sigh

That today is the day

The day that we will die.

© SR Clarke X

 
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Posted by on June 29, 2014 in Poetry

 

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*Fabulous short story* – 5 Star Review – FAITHFUL is “a well-orchestrated salacious tease …”

HUGE thanks to Bonnie, for her fabulous review of FAITHFUL on Amazon! I’m so thrilled you enjoyed your reading experience.

FAITHFUL is the first instalment of a series written by Steve Clarke

Bonnie said, ‘Faithful is a well orchestrated salacious tease.  Written partly in the first person, it explores the imagination of Steve Clarke, on his mid-life journey where the everyday coincides with fantasy.

The other part of Faithful involves his potential client.  In this first instalment of the series, several mysteries are laid out involving the window, Annabelle Faithful and her husband.”

Bonnie review

I guarantee you’ll be hooked!

Fidelity, the second book in the series (delves much deeper into the mid-life crisis and the fantasy’s that arise) is due for release later this year.

Steve X

p.s This is Matthew Faithful, a successful boat designer – trouble is he’s been working just that little bit too hard…

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Posted by on June 27, 2014 in Reviews

 

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‘Her dignity is saved by a bold print of large crimson-yellow sunflowers…’

Welcome back fellow readers, authors and fantasists.  Are you enjoying the ride of your life, on my roller coaster of a mid-life crisis?

Is your husband’s secretary, a blonde-bombshell, coming on to him at every opportunity, or is she just suffering her own mid-life crisis? And maybe not flashing her cleavage or sticking her butt out whilst picking up something from the floor? It’s probably just his imagination or maybe just a fantasy?

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The following is extracted, with pleasure, from Chapter 3 – My first glimpse of Annabelle

As I wipe the Faithful family’s sorrow from my eyes, I catch my first glimpse of Annabelle – not the black widow I was expecting, but a vision of loveliness wrapped up, like a fancy gift, in a sheer summer dress. Her dignity saved by a bold print of large crimson-yellow sunflowers, strategically placed over the cotton garment, creased like crepe paper, hugging her mid-term bump and stretched over her enhanced double dee breasts. Her sweet honey blonde, flowing naturally over slender shoulders, with lips like plums – ripe for the picking and the sweet enticing scent of ‘Euphoria’ brought to me by the hazy heat wave. As I lip-read her pearly white welcome, I’m consumed with jealousy. I want to push him aside, to cosset her pain and frustration. I feel compelled to yell out, to warn the man in grey, but it’s too late as the snatched door defeats me. Once inside, folding himself up behind her at the bottom of the stairs, he presents his ID badge, “Neil Cooper,” he mumbles, bending down to unlace his size eleven’s…

 

Faithful is available for download on Amazon Kindle, dig deep into my blog for some very good reviews and why not purchase a copy for yourself?  It’s enlightening and entertaining.

Fidelity, my second adventure in the series, will be coming soon!

Steve X

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Posted by on June 26, 2014 in Faithful extract

 

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Following your Dream? – Well some say, ‘Yes’ so it may Seem… *Lifetime Rhymes*

Friends,

Thank you so very much for all your wonderful support and encouragement you’ve given me over the last few months.  Your kind response to my poetry has been truly inspirational; so much so that I’ve complied ‘Lifetime Rhymes’ a fabulous collection of inspirational poetry and lyrics – featuring both published and as yet un-publised work. I hope that you like the book cover I’ve put together.

‘Lifetime Rhymes’ is a book of heartfelt words and images giving you, the reader, true inspiration and love – words to take with you on your journey through life’s ups and downs, and has been written truly and sincerely from my heart.

‘Lifetime Rhymes’ will be available very soon initially as an ebook in all the standard formats and of course I’ll let you know the very moment it’s published – in the meantime, as a taster, I’ve included some examples below just to whet your appetite.

And as for those of you who’ve yet to share my fantasy mid-life crisis…’Faithful’ is available for download right now on Kindle;

http://www.amazon.co.uk/FAITHFUL-A-mid-life-crisis-ebook/dp/B00CRMRYGM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1369039647&sr=8-1&keywords=steve+clarke+faithful

More information on my thrilling, risqué and fun short story, can be found within this blog – the sequel, Fidelity, will be coming out very soon.

Bless you all.

Steve X

Lifetime Rhymes

Am I following my Dream?

Well some say, ‘Yes’ so it may Seem

Others say ‘pure Fantasy!’

But to me,

It’s my reality See!

My life of Happy Ecstasy.

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Sometimes I can be

A Thorny Thistle

Not a happy whistle

I’ll say best not Touch

Or else I’ll shout Ouch!

For sometimes I’ll swear

When I see you’re not there

But deep down you know

That I really do care

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Friends Understand

Like a grain of Sand

Each & every One

As sure is the Sun

Has potential to Grow

Into a pearl you Know

XOX

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© SR Clarke X

 
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Posted by on June 21, 2014 in Lifetime Rhymes

 

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Annabelle is a vision of loveliness wrapped, like a fancy gift, in a sheer summer dress.

Maybe like me, you’re suffering from a mid-life crisis?

Extracted, with pleasure, from Chapter 3 – My first glimpse of Annabelle.

Suddenly, the front door opens, just a crack, releasing gallons of emotions, torrents of tears and pent up frustration – gushing out, over the lawn and smacking me around the face with a soul-stirring tsunami.

As I wipe the Faithful family’s sorrow from my eyes, I catch my first glimpse of Annabelle – not the black widow I was expecting, but a vision of loveliness wrapped, like a fancy gift, in a sheer summer dress. Her dignity saved by a bold print of large crimson-yellow sunflowers, strategically placed over her cotton garment, creased like crepe paper, hugging her mid-term bump and stretched over her enhanced double D breasts. Sweet honey blonde, flowing naturally over slender shoulders and with lips like plums – ripe for the picking and the sweet enticing scent of ‘Euphoria’ carried along by the hazy heat wave…

As you will find out, all is not as it appears in the Faithful household.

FAITHFUL is available for download on Amazon Kindle.  Dig into my blog for some very good reviews and why not purchase a copy for yourself – it’s enlightening and certainly entertaining – a real ‘page turner’.

Fidelity, my second adventure in the series, is coming soon!

Steve X

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Posted by on June 19, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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5* FAITHFUL Book Review “Saucy, not sleazy. Had me hooked from start to finish.”

HUGE thanks to Karen, for her fabulous review of FAITHFUL on Amazon! I’m so thrilled you enjoyed your reading experience.

FAITHFUL is the first in the series of a ‘Mid-life crisis’ and as you can see, in more detail below, Karen has said;

“I started reading with trepidation.  After all a mid-life crisis from a man’s point of view might not be what I wanted to know about!  However the innuendos, erotic references and well written prose had me hooked from start to finish.  Highly recommended read.

I guarantee you’ll be hooked!

Karen review

Fidelity, the second book in the series (delves much deeper into the mid-life crisis and the fantasy’s that arise) is due for release later this year.

Steve X

p.s This is an alternative book cover and features Matthew Faithful, a successful boat designer – trouble is he’s been working just that little bit too hard…

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Posted by on June 18, 2014 in Reviews

 

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Cansa, you’d better watch out – cos we’re coming to get ya!

Dear Friends,

 

To the heroes who walk among us

Who never complain, or make a fuss

Loss of hair, heads they shave

A dedication, I salute the brave

So if you’re feeling low, or had enough

Never give up, you’re made of stronger stuff

With a collective voice, FIND A CURE, be heard

Never give in, or ever give cancer the last word

 

A very good friend of mine is in remission having battled breast cancer: operation, chemo, radio.  Her hair is now growing back and is long enough for her to discard the head scarf (I’m not sure if she has burnt it just yet, I haven’t asked) but it’s just in time – as the hot, humid weather strikes our sunny (UK) shores.

She has remained positive throughout, despite the sickness, constant needles, drugs, blood tests, hair loss, etc. etc…

Having spent time on the chemo ward (during her treatment) I witnessed bravery, as the patients put their trust in medicine, following the path laid out before them.

The staff at the chemo unit are angels, every single one of them.

 

The human spirit is strong, the desire to survive even stronger.

Together, WE WILL beat cancer

Because we are not prepared to put up with it much longer

WE WILL find a cure

It’s just a matter or time, for that I’m sure!

I’ve been inspired to write the following rhyme (to be read as a rap)  – please pass it on to your friends and family hopefully it can help to further raise awareness. and remember –

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Cancer, watch out – cos we’re coming to get ya!

We ain’t afraid to say ya name

Cansa

And certainly not hold our heads in shame

Cansa

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Cos we’re one step ahead of ya

Better watch out cos we’re coming to get ya

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We know how you start

A simple mark

A lump or a bump

Can take hold in a spark

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You try to demean so very mean

We know ya wanna friend

But ya just so pretend

And we’re gunna rock ya

Take a trip to the docta

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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A friend a colleague a child or a spouse

All God’s animals including a mouse

Age, gender or race holds no bounds

Cos Cansa’s doing the rounds

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Whether you’re a dancer

Whether you’re a chancer

Cansa’s without loyalty

Can even strike Royalty

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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Whatever Cansa send

Gunna fight to the bitter end

Treatment loss of hair

Others may stare

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But you’re not gunna shake us

And certainly not break us

For one day be sure

A prevention or cure!

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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We know someone who’s tried

Someone who’s died

So gather your friends

Against whatever it sends

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Cos it’d better watch out

As we scream and shout

For we’re so sure

We’ll find your cure!!!

Spoken from my heart

© SR Clarke X

 
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Posted by on June 16, 2014 in Poetry

 

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