Poetry Blogs (radio)
Stephen Gospage on Bob was a cut above his fellow pupils at his new school (3 hours ago)
You have fallen asleep with the radio on.
Electromagnetic waves push inanities
into air that should at this time be only for breathing.
I lie and wait for the dull click
that will bring silence billowing down
onto your slumber and my wakefulness
knowing that the same sound, too soon
will tear me from the sleep
I should have accepted I needed
Tuesday 11th September 2018 8:28 pm
Digital beeping death tone
Radio net is up and running
Sailors die under enemy fire
Same with our soldiers
Souls harvested to heaven
Or taken down down below
Whatever the reason or cause
Digital death tone keeps beeping
Beep pause beep pause beep ...
Missiles flying up up high
Soon to arc down and hit
Guess nobody killed the archers...
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:17 pm
The radio on your alarm switches on at 3am,
unbeckoned. The voice of a nighttime preacher
speaking forgiveness onto dead waves. It begins
in your dreams, and only later do you realize
his voice is not water spilling from a crack in a brick wall.
You bring your fingers to your face, listening
to the voice, which is not fire, telling you
you are loved by an empty sky. He...
Tuesday 10th June 2014 1:43 am
It started at 100 with a Kiss
and then, at the dial’s heart, another,
with a hissier signal that was easier to miss.
Suddenly those in London who loved a black voice
started to get spoilt by the concept that was Choice!
Djs previously at the mercy of the DTI
were now legal broadcasters to you and I.
It was such a unique and exciting time for us as group,
Saturday 5th October 2013 1:48 pm
THE RADIO TELEGRAPHIST
It doesn’t come easy,
Being a Radio Telegraphist –
For the MOD,
And when you’re done,
When you have finally
Had it all drummed in,
Your ears are opened
In ways a civilian just
You’re sat there
In the back of a soft-top
Or a four three two
Or you’re out on patrol,
Friday 21st June 2013 10:22 pm
Yikes. Life is busy and hectic and I am not complaining.
I've done loads, simply great expanding handbags of stuff since I was able to poke my head and fingers in here. Of course I've returned in part to show off. Oh be kind to me!
Tomorrow I am on Radio Four's 'Four Thought' at 8.45pm, and thence forever they tell me, on the iplayer. How scary. I get to ramble on about human identity f...
Tuesday 5th July 2011 4:35 pm