Category: Pebble Rhymes


Howling Winds

Howling winds
Sleet and snow
What a disaster
This I know

Living in a tent
Right upon the shore
I’m I really crazy
Freezing to the core

Wondering why I do this
Stupid journey you see
I must be really daft
Don’y you all agree

Yet this is the life of an artist
That lives life to a degree
In the university of life
For everyone to see

Creating magic for fun
Which is unbelieveable too
Yet is this really worth it
Is it something you should do

Living out in freedom
Speaking to everyone you meet
Having lots of followers
And sometimes nothing to eat

Up against the weathers
Up against the law
Creating awesome magic
So natural and so raw

With the difficulty of madness
And the patience of a saint
Stacking pebbles into sculptures
Like an artist using paint

Creating many wonders
This was simply me
And I would do it again
For everyone to see

But because I was homeless
I wasn’t an artist in many eyes
And couldn’t get sponcership
Oh what a big surprise

Yet I have walked the coast
The only artist ever
Creating magic sculptures
Which looked really clever

With 6800 miles on foot
And 40+ beaches done
Over 2000 tonnes moved
Even though it was lots of fun

On a homeless awearness journey
That no ones ever done
Oh what a crazy journey
THANK YOU everyone

By Dr Geebers

The first time I met you
I didn’t know what to do
My hair stood up on its end
In this magic moment too

With a sparkling sensation
Running through my veins
Like a locomotion
Or should I say a train

On a one way track
To your heart
Which seemed to happen
From the start

Giving me something to enjoy
That no one else would
And that’s real love darling dear
In your neighbourhood

From the street that I hate
To your comfy bed
Oh what a lucky guy I am
And it’s went straight to my head

Swiping of my feet I say
In a unexspected win
And now I know my darling dear
True love is no real sin

For you have given me a real chance
To show my talent for free
In these poems that I write
Down by the sea

Along with the sculptures I create
Oh for one and all
Oh what a crazy life I live
This I can recall

So thank you hun for your support
In what I solemnly do
As I say to everyone
I love all of you

By Dr Geebers

The Pebbleman hes so sound,
Hes making his journey coastal bound.
With his art which is cool,
Or really is he a stipid fool.
Risking his life on the open road,
To help others who r no fixed abode.
Because hes simple u will find,
Or really has he lost his mind.
For Dr Geebers Is his name,
THE PEBBLEMAN so simple but plain.

By Dr Geebers

Check out http://www.dr-geebers-pebble-art.co.uk and see the real story for yourself. 6800 miles on foot, 40+ beaches and over 2000 tonnes of pebbles and stones moved by hand.

Winter is coming with a great big storm,
Swallowing us up in loads of hate,
Why is this, it’s the norm,
Which will put us in one hell of a state.

But Dr Geebers the crazy fool,
He’s walking the coastline for a cause,
Because he’s homeless which isn’t cool,
To help people like him with no applause.

For he’s a fighter and artist to,
Who believes in something mad,
Thats why he’s risking his life for you,
In a way thats really sad.

Yet if he has courage to past this test,
He knows the future could be bright,
Yet if he fails nevertheless,
Then he’s given up on his homeless plight.

So here he comes with open arms,
Round the coastline for future praise,
To help others with his charms,
Through artwork that takes days.

So come on Dr Geebers The Pebbleman,
Do your almighty deed,
And help those people with your plan,
Because you know you can succeed.

Wth the power and the glory,
That no one else has ever achieved
Because you believe in your story,
And those who were left to grieve.

By Dr Geebers

Sleeping in a tent, down by the sea,
Its raining, its pouring whats happening to me,
Creating sculptures simply for free,
To surprise everyone including me.
On a quest with no degree,
Around our coastline past many tree,
To do something different you see,
But will anyone really help me?

By Dr Geebers

Another year has come & went,
Like a slap upon your face,
Even though its been well spent,
We can still dream about outerspace.
With many a party in full swing,
With alcohol by the score,
Am stuck on moutain with no bling,
While thinking about someone i do addore.
Oh what fun it is out here,
Sleeping on a little bench,
And to be honest i have no fear,
Nor do i care about my stench.
For im an artist who loves life,
On a journey for one and all,
Even though theres stress and strife,
I stand up almighty tall.
So happy new year face book friends,
From me to you with love and joy,
As my journey nears its end,
Hip hip hooray oy oy oy. 😉

By Dr Geebers

When push comes to shove,
What would you do,
If you where robbed by some idiots,
In a four member crew.
Well stand a fight,
No matter what,
Over some posessions,
That someones bought.
Look its not worth it,
All the same,
And im no grass,
In lifes real game.
Because the police hate me,
So what the F..k,
Life is tough,
And also does suck.
But this is the price,
We all have to pay,
If you say your from Brighton,
Your sure to be gay.
Ha ha ha
What a laugh,
Are these kids thick,
Or bloody well daft.
I’ll say one thing,
That don’t worry me,
I’ll never give up,
On this journey you see.
So heres to the future,
And heres to the past,
For life can be crazy,
So lets all have a blast.

By Dr Geebers

I was feeling it so easy,
I was feeling it so pure,
I was feeling all the magic,
As it did just occure.
With many a question unanswered,
As i sat and wrote this rhyme,
In Smoo Cave at Durness,
To fill in my spare time.
While creating a sculpture,
For the world to see,
At this macnifacent place,
So simple and so free.
Way, way up in the highlands,
In the summer of 2010,
Oh what a place of beauty,
That sparkles like a gem.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young man by the sea,
Who like to create sculptures like me,
While living out rough,
Out in the buff,
Until a shark came and ate him for tea.

By Dr Geebers

Living
Breathing
Seeing
Believeing
Knowing
Achieveing
Lifes
Decieveing

By Dr Geebers