MoongypZy Creative Writing

18/04/2025

Hi, Im busy sorting an old box of poems and creative writing from over 20 years ago...this is a very emotive exercise 🧡📝I brought a lovely pretty box yesterday, so these special pieces are going in there...Il add more of my work to this page over the nxt few weeks...

18/04/2025

Hi, moongypZy here 📝...Im busy sorting out a box of old poems and creative writing from over 20 yrs ago to a new pretty box I got yesterday 🌼 ...this is a very emotive exercise ! and brings back so many memories...funny how life is condensed to a box...I will be adding some to this page over the coming weeks 📝🧡

20/02/2021

Take the ABBA HS2 Train...
Tak a Train Tak a Train Tak a Train Tak a Train
Take a train on me
on the soul less line
you cut down all my trees
Take a train on me
If you need the truth, let me know
you spent billions of pounds
weve got no nature to go
and wer feeling down...
HS2 you wrecked our lives
and the pretty birds have flown
and im not happy
Take a train on me...
you did your very worst
and it aint no lie
you put people to the test
and you made them cry...

Take a train on me...

We can go Protesting
We can go Tunnelling
as long as wer together
listen to some chainsaws
maybe just some diggers
get to know HS2 better...

'cause you know iv got
so much tree hugging to do
when i dreamed it wasnt true
its magic...
you wanna leave it bare
afraid of an Ecocide scare
but i think you know
you are all for show...

Take a Train on me

22/09/2020

"ecocide - high viz robots without a face"

From space we saw
the blue planet turn grey
with concrete and steel
no green, no trees
no birds, no bees..
This once beautiful jewel
that sparkled with life
all went under the knife
the ancient souls deathly plight..
We tried to save nature
from murderous hands
we were connected to the land
but they were like quick sand..
Deaf to the core
we could take no more.
From space we saw
the ghosts of trees
the ghosts of the birds and the bees
floating free
away from the hang mans noose.
We also saw no natural activity
the swirl of green and blue got muddy...
Fluorescent jackets on a high speed train
it began to rain
on bare terrain...the pain
Where once trees gave us oxygen
and absorbed all our carbon
those ghosts will haunt
high viz construction
no grey matter at the concrete junctions.
Speed up ! speed up ! if you will
while governments pop the greedy pills...
We slow down now in outer space
we saw no human race
only high viz robots without a face
riding on a high speed train of disgrace
so fast they couldn't see
no faces for them to breathe
no nature left to grieve
a soul less way to be.
No farmland and no fields
and for what...
a quicker way to lose the plot !
Us nature lovers left the Earth
that's now a grey hard ball of rock
spinning out of control
with flecks of orange high viz bits
whizzed in the blender of revenge
watched by the ghosts
of nature in the end.
And we float among the space dust
the fragments of bones
and tree roots
pieces of wings from the birds who lost homes
We too lost our home...Planet Earth
to those who showed no remorse
no wisdom with their chain saw noise
life... destroyed.
So where do we go now
to find some green
for our lush valley minds unseen
where nature roamed free
from greed.
The wise ones will rise
in all colours and creed
from the ashes of the leaves.

by Ruth Wordley at moongypZy Creative Writing 21.9.20

21/08/2020

the birds of Avebury...poetry in Photography by moongypZy

28/09/2019

I didnt know there wasnt one for me
to nurture...
no baby spirit came.
Its ok, it wasnt meant to be
and soon il be 50 !
People say, your not a woman until your a Mother...
BU****IT !! dont judge me !!
right man, wrong time
right time, wrong man
Lucky you with baby belly
feel the tiny spirit inside
My belly fat...is FAT !
Menopausal side effect !
I thought of names, boys and girls
Eleanor, Freya and Connor
but my fish ended up with Freya
and now shes a gonna !
So I nurture my plants and flowers
cos theres no baby showers
no one to teach, cuddle and care
on halloween, no small ones to scare !
no nursery ryhmes, toys or playtime fun
my age is against me...
my hormones are done.

by Ruth Wordley 28.9.19

02/01/2019

Iv not done any creative writing for ages...but would like to get back to it this year 2019 ###

07/08/2018

Had my Creative Writing head on this morning and wrote this...
The Baking Prayer...
Our Cake
who art in oven
hello ul be done
my cakes and buns
give us this day our daily bread
and forgive our mollasses !
as we forgive those
who tread grapes against us...
Please lead us into temptation
but deliver us from bakewells
for mine is the chocolate one
the flour and the flora
forever and ever...
Bakin'

moongypZy Creative Writing 7.8.18

16/07/2017

I wrote this poem today...with my Photography in the background 16.7.2017

22/04/2017

My Poem about Grief has been published online :)

[a beautiful poem about grief] The velvet white wings that wrapped around the stone heart found in a secret place torn apart... Apart from self-destruction she would protect me but laying still silent breaths, she died. A soft touch that could have comforted broken shards of

01/10/2016

Angel lost in time

The velvet white wings
that wrapped around the stone heart
found in a secret place
torn apart...

Apart from self-destruction
she would protect me
but laying still
silent breaths, she died.

A soft touch
that could have comforted
broken shards of tears
scar me...in grief

In grief, I screamed !
an angel lost in time...
carried on the back
of charcoal clouds

A feather writes her name

Black ink fades
in our perception of time...

Heads bow
when coffins glide
purple rose in snow
cold sets in
on souls that dream

A spiritual quest
nightly allure
angels touch...not so pure


by moongypZy creative writing and photography 1.10.16