Biography of Ray Clune
Once upon a time I was a WILD MAN!
However we all need to grow up some day.
I have been an addict (for all manner of things, some good and others that I would encourage anybody else to avoid) for many years.
I love my wife and daughter, Chelsea FC, music (Most) , reading, writing, cooking, sports, madness (Out-there POV's) , friendship, playing classical guitar, Pounce our Cat, Chewy our Hamster and lots of other stuff.
I really dislike, corporate greed, government manipulation of the gullible, diabetes (12 years now) , heart attacks (RIP Dad) , Parkinson's disease, cancer, cruelty to children, cruelty to adults, cruelty to animals, poor manners and bad attitudes (Respect is lost not earned in my world)
Ray Clune's Works:
Not yet - but I would imagine before 2013 is out.
Ray Clune Poems
This wind it howls, this wind it moans, A mournful eerie sound. This wind gathers fallen autumnal leaves,
Robots! ! !
METAL MEN ALL STANDING, ALL STANDING IN A ROW NO EXPRESSIONS ON THIER FACES, DEACTIVATED DON'T YOU KNOW.
Lament Of An 18th Century Hemophilliac
In a garden near a river sits a rare rose tree, The blooms that grow there in summer, Are a wondrous sight to see
The Iwant Generation
iBorn iPlay iFast Food iFunkyTrainers
Kneeling, poised, contemplating. Years in training, no more waiting. Pistol fires, you're on your way.
Robots! ! !
METAL MEN ALL STANDING,
ALL STANDING IN A ROW
NO EXPRESSIONS ON THIER FACES,
DEACTIVATED DON'T YOU KNOW.
THEY'RE WAITING FOR THIER MASTER,
TO PRESS THE BUTTON RED.
THEY'LL SPRING TO LIFE,
ATTACK US ALL,