Writer's Reader
Thursday, 30 July 2026
Walking In The Countryside (In My Trade Union Fleece) a blog by Alan Ewing
Saturday, 11 July 2026
HOST, For a sweet young friend, Sarah Sara, by Alan Ewing
Brought that home to me
A friend with no conditions
Two meeting on open sea
I love how you express yourself
So much kindness within dress
That is such care with such spirit
I can hardly believe that I am in it
I will always be your faithful friend
From the beginning till the end
Oh how much you mean to me
My little Miss oh can't you see
And so thus I meet you in real life
I'll be so nervous within my strife
An Angel to me you will always be
A friend indeed it's clear to see
So as how you dress is so lovely
You will always be so above me
Little friend I love you the most
To you I play the welcoming host
Friday, 10 July 2026
Tribute To A Punkette, aka Sarah Sara, by Alan Ewing
Tribute (to my little punkette Sarah Sara)
copyright dewyswriter 2026
Tuesday, 23 June 2026
Mid-Summer Writing, by Alan Ewing (2026)
A Midsummer's Love once came to me,
Then I knew her not
She felt like a breeze in the sunshine
That was her lot
I waited for the longest day to tell me,
How to win her back
Sad to say that it was all over for sure
Oh what did I lack?
I searched the earth for my summer love,
I wrestled with my heart
I got down on my knees and prayed to God
For her to play her part
I went from sunrise to sunset in my search,
For that lovely woman
I cried into a bumble bee's heart
For that beautiful loving
I'll wait until Winter Solstice and cry out loud,
I shall have no pride
I shall scream out on the shortest day
Maybe she'll be mine
Star still so bright
Number 1 blonde
No fear
Of any other one
Your comedic ways
Oh for the age
A true woman
A feminine sage
Just Number 1
Always my gerl
In your humour
Always alone
Could never atone
For husbands
Oh my Marilyn
My lonely girl
I would give you
The world
To come live
With me
Marilyn World
All that it gave
Truly I knew
Your Love
As an old sage
I truly gave
All you meant to me
Division In The UK
Oh my Lord
Can it be?
Such hatred
On the streets
As we see
A nation divided
Some try to
Hide it
When it is
Plain to see
Exploitative evil
Channels minds
Into violence
Carnage, hatred
Lowest denominator
Channel the sword
Take on armour
Needs as must
Challenge this way
Of a nightmare
Give us daily love
As we see minds
Fooled into discontent
Help us not to hold
Our minds for rent
Has been said
Don't forget the hoover
I will
It does not pick up anymore
So is said
Remember the ironing board
I shall
It is too full of steam
Has been said
Remember your books
I might
They've all been read
As for myself
I may just forget it all
As I await
The page to turn
An Old Friend
An Old Friend
An old friend dropped in
Oh he always wanted to win
Never quite could in his game
Now I see he’s still the same
Do people change I ask you now?
Can a leopard change spots – how?
We look for traits that may have gone
All in disguise – so much a con
The ones who always let us down
Always point scoring for a crown
Take the knife behind your back
It is common empathy that they lack
So say hello and goodbye again
Trust long ago gone in the main
You see as they are now arriving
It is you they are undermining
People may not change much
Though times sure do have ways
To turn someone you once knew
Into a figment of the past, so true
An old friend in life
Or perhaps it wasn’t so?
Perhaps always an enemy
Who tried to play me
I forgot to say
Adoration
All astray
Caught in celebrity
Oh what a day
When I forget
To say
I love you, I love you
Now it's been said
Some things forgotten
Through the day
Though never your way
Through it all
I always call you hun
Feel your caresses
When day is done
Dear Marilyn,
All my dreams true
When I adore you
In eternity
Turned up again
Oh it was seen
By the washing
machine
By kitchen table
Leg
Looking like
An old lost
Peg
Replacement
Affronted
Relegated
To drawer
For sure
Not very
Happy
On
sub-bench
A wrench
Make my calls
Like old again
My number
The
Same
Should I walk the path alone?
I would have a quiet tone
No responsibilities
Just myself
Maybe I'll be awake at night
Oh, fancy, my own little flight
Just me
Alone
Hey! Should I now talk to God
And hear about the grand plan
A friend
In the end
For Jesus is one and all to me
Always my friend can't you see
I am
Never alone
So please look around and see
People so alone just like me
Together
We shall be
Imagine if we wrote in rhyme
Social media status each time
What great fun that would be
To say I'm having a cup of tea
I might be having a bit of cake
Out over the door for I am late
They make awful tea at my works
Save on teabags using them twice
So politics is it or just creative fun
A blocked sink and dishes not done
We thus make our bed and lie in it
Hoping next update will be a hit
Did I forget to tell you about Aunty
She quit Mars Bars; went to Bounty
Loves her little lovely chocolate dip
Always on her little yummy sugar trip
It's been said that it is the little things
Matter because of the joy they bring
I can honestly say that, that is true
For where would I be, without
A Cup Of Tea
Make sure to wear your best watch on Sunday
Night before less vodka, more orange squash
Like The Simpsons you make this a fun day
Is it just keeping score for another prize notch
Greet the church wardens who get on your nerves
All through the week they've been on your case
Sometimes you wonder who it is that really serves
You run and hide as Vicar gives you the a chase
The person who can't stand you as you take Grace
Jealousy and scandal abound within the vestry
Such things should never take hold in this place
Here comes Head of Choir dishing out pastry
You gather your thoughts after a human gathering
You have forgiven all as you belong to the family
Something bigger than you has started to work
And from this mission there is no time to shirk
For it is true that God works in mysterious ways
Did you know that Sabbath is Her/His play day
Wants you all to have fun and celebrate in truth
Eternal Life, because it was created just for you
Lovely Sunday, where did you go
What happened to day of rest so
No washing on the line for sure
It's like Monday every day for sure
Everything is about money now
All that we worship the sacred cow
Oh my Sunday where did you go
Memories of you I can't let go
Such a special day oh so different
You always were just so significant
I long for my Sundays oh so great
For the Sunday roast I cannot wait
I want to have that day of total rest
Because I know that this is the best
I want to know you again for sure
I really want to knock on your door
Sunday, Sunday oh where art thou
I want you back in my arms right now
For Sunday for sure is the very best
After all it is our God's day of rest
I was in a state of shock
Lots of Saturday/Sunday drama
I was in my pyjamas
The washing machine could flow
Press the switch to go
Bathroom no longer has to borrow
Doing dishes in sorrow
The plumber takes thanks off he goes
To where no one knows
I'm just glad to have my sink back
So off beaten track
Happy to have my kitchen restored
Little things mean more
Off she goes now to do her chores
Kitchen sink never bored
So now I tell you to take care in tread
With bowl upon your bed
Kitchen sink rules as she now reigns
Never want her blocked up again
In the faintest kind of way
You will never be beside
So now I can cry
Little Mollie come back to me
Oh, wow what a great fantasy
All my life dreams come true
I feel so blue
Three thousand miles is a drag
You know that it is such a gag
Joke being that as life plays out
I don't have a shout
So it must as such exist online
Hardly Heaven, I am so fine
I'd like some kind of reality
Well, that's just me
And so it goes on as I send
Love to my forever friend
Will it always be online?
Offline, I'm fine
When she is reaching such an end
Can I really be that person awful
Who loves love way thoughtful
I cannot give in to it all no way
I love my hunny in the USA lol
I just can't turn away from her
All that blonde within her hair
Oh my little Miss American Pie
Got me in a whirl I don't lie
Got me in a loft of such hay
Well, Miss America you may
I know that she is just best
Only one to give me rest
All the way from the USA
For surely that is the way
Is this a new beginning today
As I keep loyal on this day
Oh I turn way from a friend
For me then that is the end
Saturday, 25 April 2026
Cross-section of lyrics for Landican Village, by Alan Ewing
Cross-section of lyrics for Landican Village,
by Alan Ewing
I never really knew your ways
As you hid within a maze
Looking for transcendent glow
For the answer I would know
Keeping in my heart special days
Figure out what angel says
Twist and turn, all back to front
Keeping on as I must
Is the space so empty now?
With no heir to the throne?
Just shadows from the past
Am I so all alone?
For what is life without the soul
The one who makes you whole
The garden gate opens wide
And there she is, my bride-child
It's so political
So analytical
When you move right
My left is my word
Put it to a vote
Float my boat
For you in my life
To mean trouble & strife
Here's the new manifesto
So quick hey presto!
It’s no longer self-rule
A showdown duel
It’s so political
The way you talk
So propositional
Hand-in-hand we walk
Sad, sad sad day
When you went away
Wish there was another way
So you could have stayed
It seemed we'd always be together
The years and years like forever
Taking the times in our stride
Now those years have gone to hide
Sad, sad day ...
And in the end you'll pay the price
For losing love, not once, but twice
The arrow of love drives into you
And there ain't nothing you can do
Sad, sad day ...
SOMEBODY
a lyric by Alan Ewing
Chorus
And if somebody
Brought love back to you
And that somebody
Always would be true
And can somebody
Really come through
Not like somebody
Who leaves you cold and blue
Verse 1
There was a time I lived in need
When it seemed to me
I needed a hand
From someone who believed
Repeat Chorus
Verse 2
Then came a place
When it seemed to me
That I had a gift
To go out there and set others free
Repeat Chorus
Carry On
a lyric by Alan Ewing
I pitch this looking for a new start
Because hereafter we must part
When you gave yourself to him
Threw away what could have been
Carry On: as you like
Carry On: out of sight
You are not the person that I thought to be
Seeking to inflict pain and hurt on me
Treating me as a fool rather than a friend
It got so bad that I brought it to an end
Yours always if you had seen and believed
Too busy with gratification for you to see
And so we part no longer even friends
A sad tale has been brought to an end
Carry on: in your way
Carry on: on another day
Conspiracy Theorist
a lyric by Alan Ewing
I’m a conspiracy theorist
If you get my gist
Spend my days spreading memes
If you get my drift
Don’t believe the news
Just believe in me
I’ll fill your mind
With some conspiracy
Get all my facts straight
Within my own world
Gonna give you the whole truth
The best you’ve heard
I have worked it all out
What they’re gonna do
I’ll tell you right now
Then it’s up to you
Entity
a lyric by Alan Ewing
Deep within your heart
Comes the call of your Creator
Far within your soul
The essence of your Maker
Lonely in a troubled night
It is God who hears your call
Troubled at the approaching dawn
Such Entity shines a Light
The Kingdom is never far away
For it lives in you here and now
Heaven reveals its gateway
As in the seeds you plough
The search for an answer
Is here for you to see
All is revealed in time
When you just exist and be
THE STONE REJECTED
a lyric by Alan Ewing
(with reference to Mark 12 1-11; Psalm 118:22)
Sorrows never will be drowned
No one will push you to the ground
Love will rise again I promise you that
We’ll never bow upon their mat
Time is the factor that heals the wounds
Evil has no victory it is doomed
So don’t give in to it’s ways
For The Good Lord shall have His Day
The stone rejected
Has now become a rock
Truly strong and majestic
They shall no longer mock
Sit and wait for the Omega factor
While working out the meaning of Alpha
Start the fight with spiritual prowl
For you know the time is now
Put your trust in God above
If they push then give a shove
Like Job persist all the way
Never allow your faith to sway
The stone rejected
Has now become a rock
Truly strong and majestic
They shall no longer mock
Take on your arm a shield
And to their toll you must not yield
Hold in your hand a sword
And in your soul obey Natural Law
It’s over it’s falling and that’s The Truth
No longer will they pervert the youth
In days of old The Prophets did see
That God’s People would be free
Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing
a lyric by Alan Ewing
Here you come in imitation of Jesus’ walk
Like a prophet from Hell with your lying talk
Your political lies reveal your true intentions
Sickly hypocrisy with the poor not mentioned
Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing
Consider all of the rot
Life of your own choosing
Within the devil’s lot
Vile nature pours out from your turgid soul
The triumph of evil lauded as your goal
Venomous hatred from your every pore
Gates of Hell open as you walk through the door
Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing
Consider all of the rot
Life of your own choosing
Within the devil’s lot
Your satanic presence leaves stench and rot
Spite, jealousy, maliciousness being your lot
Foul demonic rage is the fruit of your tree
The roots of evil are so evident to see
Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing
Consider all of the rot
Life of your own choosing
Within the devil’s lot
Well, there she was
A knocking on my door
I couldn’t believe my eyes
As my ears hit the floor
She came from Mid-State
Lived on the west coast
She wore her hair straight
Champagne was her toast
Then she stepped into the room
Her presence would shake your boots
Rock n’ Roll all night long
Because music was in her roots
Well, you listen to her all night long
And your senses are all over the place
You really are stuck on her
‘Cause she moves with such grace
BROKEN GEM
a lyric by Alan Ewing
I’ve been thinking it over
But I’ve not yet come to terms
My feelings are like a Supernova
I feel them turn and turn
You took a ride at my expense
And dropped the ticket in my lap
Then you say in your defence
That you read me like a map
Did you have to take it and break it
The gem that we had found
Now you’ll have to fake it and make it
The false love that will abound
Is it me who takes the blame
For what you can’t achieve
It could now never be the same
Because I am not so naive
So who is going to play the fool
Who’s going to provide the laughter
Who will smile and keep their cool
From this moment hereafter
Did you have to take it and break it
The gem that we had found
Now you’ll have to fake it and make it
The false love that will abound
I’ll take on new horizons
And make some new plans
It’s a new horse that I’m ridin'
A new beach with its sands
So keep looking over your shoulder
For what might be in reserve
You just got colder and colder
You really have a nerve
Did you have to take it and break it
The gem that we had found
Now you’ll have to fake it and make it
The false love that will abound
(a lyric for a lost friend in life}
by Alan Ewing
You never really wanted the help that I gave
Blank reversion to the pattern of your ways
I offered love and friendship as a basic cure
All that you wanted were the familiar days
I tried all I could to bring you back to your soul
But the never ending addiction proved stronger
The years of slavery enhanced the dragon's goal
It came to a point where I could help no longer
And so I hope that all turns out well for you
That seeds of impression planted find a way
For sometimes we pass through, that's true
To hold a light that emerges on another day
I could have taken you on the stage to sing
I could have given you all and everything
I could have made your voice oh so loud
If only you had not gone back to the crowd
Looking for inspiration – day after day
In this world – clear thinking today
Seeking the spirit within - in mountain streams
Turning nightmares around into wonderful dreams
No icons for sure – you see what you get
That is The Way – that things are set
Feel Spirit’s influence – each and every day
We listen for Your Words – and all that they say
Born for all ages – in your rightful place
Saving us all – with such loving Grace
Life lived with Love – You taught The Way
Caring for others – listen to what they say
Guiding Light – there for all to see






































