The Book Review

Encouraging readers to have a look,
A positive review promotes the sale of a book,
The review can create extra content
For magazines, newspapers and online media;
Enhancing the reputation of author and broadcaster.

A negative review creates a blood sport,
A showdown of reviewer versus author!
Either team can lose valuable rapport
With the involvement of readership heckling on Web 2.0.
Such is the art culture of written publicity.

In either circumstance, the reviewer must follow the rules:
The content must be relevant to the book review genre;
The book must be insightfully read before being abhorred;
The opinion of review must be intrinsically understood;
Lastly, the book review should be lyrically written.

The River Jetty

The river shimmers, gently flowing.
Mangroves whisper in the breeze,
A boat moored ashore, rocking slowly
In the water’s shimmering glow.

Mooring ropes shift in rippling movement.
Cars roar past over the sturdy white bridge.
A boat taps and creaks against the jetty,
The river dimmed, soiled and murky.

Birds flutter through trees and under the bridge.
Ducks cruise past, quacking, and splashing all in a row.
Lizards scurry between fallen leaves and intact branches.
Tiny butterflies hover quietly by like silky bows.

Overlooking the activity, the jetty stands.
Observing the gentle life of nature,
Watching the busy ambush of machinery,
Still poled in the river’s flow of murky water.

The Little Rocket

A little rocket made such ruckus!
Fire blasted, bright orange-yellow flares,
Mechanical whirring as the engines blare.
Rushing noise bursts as the rocket launches.

Through the clouds, the little rocket rises.
Through the stars the little rocket flies.
Into space the little rocket shudders,
Passed galaxies the little rocket’s tail glitters.

High above the little rocket’s noise is silenced,
Floating peacefully in the sparkling darkness,
Soaring through the pearly heavens.
Such a ruckus, that little rocket made!

The Ocean

As the Ocean blue glitters, bright as stars
The infinite expanse hides secrets.
Untold dangers lurk peacefully beyond the island,
The eerie serenity, broken by a revving boat
Naively drifting toward the perilous island.

On the island thundering foam hills crash,
Smashing against sand and algae-covered rock,
Wispy white clouds floating above the ominous blue.
Jet streams skiing behind the drifting boat,
Ignorantly closing in on the cagey island.

The ocean swallows footprints from the island sand,
Leaving faint imprints of perils long forgotten.
From the island shore, the ocean blue shines,
Invitingly reflecting the sun, moon, and stars.
As the unwary sailors fall to hidden dangers.

Life of a Rat

Hustling, bustling, keeping busy.
Nothing should be amiss,
Everything has its place,
The cage must be tidy.

This flavoured ring should be here,
This piece of apple there.
That slice of carrot in the tube,
That corn kernel in the cube.

Hopping, jumping, leaping platform to platform,
Sniffing, tutting, sneezing, scouting.
Everything is different!
Nothing where it belongs!

Scurrying, searching, frustrated.
Flavoured ring, apple, carrot, corn
All gone!
Berries, banana and pear left instead.

Hustling, bustling, fixing, replacing.
Everything stored in a new place,
The cage neat and tidy,
Perhaps this hoard will be safe.

Tribulation Force

Every day we walk through the valley
Of the Shadow of Death, violence and injustice ensue.
We fight for the Truth and what is Right.
We fight for the Salvation of Lost Souls.
We are the Tribulation Force.

The Devil will come and whisper
Sweet temptations of Wrath, Pride and Lust.
With everything the Lost gain, they are driven to want
More and more, growing envious and gluttonous
With every greedy success fulfilled, becoming lazy
And ungrateful, but ever evil and unremorseful.

The Evil One will come with deceit
Making promises of World Peace, One World
Government and One Global Currency.
For a while, it will be deemed Good
But under the Evil One’s charm lies the Beast
Ready, waiting to unleash Evil against Good, the ultimate war!

The Good One will come with angelic warriors
The Evil one will command demonic soldiers to battle.
The Battle of Heaven’s Gates and Hell’s Flames
Who else will fight in the battle for the Salvation of Lost Souls?

With the Gospel of Faith and Peace set in place,
The Tribulation Force will come forth armed and ready
By the Spirit of the Almighty Good One,
Jesus Christ, son of God.

We will be armed with the Belt of Truth tight around our waists,
The Breastplate of Righteousness fastened in place.
Flaming arrows will fly from the Army of Evil
But we will be protected by the Shield of Faith,
The Helmet of Salvation and the Sword of the Spirit.
For we are the Tribulation Force!

Heaven’s Gates will welcome the Good and ever Faithful.
Hell’s Flames will devour the Evil and devoutly wicked.
The Battle for Lost Souls will violently rage,
But the Tribulation Force will be lead to victory
By Jesus Christ, for the Salvation of Lost Souls.