My poem on the Scottish referendum result, published on Poetry 24. Big thanks to Laura Taylor for switching me on to the blog..
Thursday 18th December 2014 10:41 am
I wrote this in January, 1967, in protest at a bishop proposing to bless a nuclear weapon submarine, carrying the then nuclear weapon Polaris. I believe I submitted it to the editor of Peace News, but do not think it was published. Apologies for irregularities of metre and rhyme!
'At Birkenhead, on the twenty-fifth of February,
I'll be chug, chug, chugging across on the ferry,
Tuesday 28th October 2014 6:01 pm
Facing the world through his single myopic eye
Cyclops could not see the depths of perspective
those essential details that are there for you & I
The fixed stare from his unnatural gaze alarmed one & all
pity that poor guy with no balance in his views of life
can he help being a fascist with a mind so very small?
Monday 9th June 2014 8:48 pm
When paranoia the gang has,
It throws the propaganda information
And all the Russians they would hang,
As not the Ukrainian population.
When dragons and chimera
In the illegal admin appear
They write the laws of terra
Which frighten you with fear.
Their poisonous will and power
Can bring every man to death.
With every coming hour
The news runs out of brea...
Saturday 19th April 2014 11:47 am
Poem for Bob Crow (cheers W.H. Auden)
Stop all the docks, cut off the trains,
Start the mariners striking, be still the cranes,
Silence the busses and with muffled bullhorn
Bring out the coffin, let the workers come.
Let politicians circle, moaning overhead
confessing on the airwaves, He Is RED,
Put nooses round the white necks of the bosses,
Let the riot policemen carry their o...
Saturday 22nd March 2014 7:35 pm