Poetry Blogs (2019, observation)
An uprooted tree lies ebbing in the street.
The one who pledged everyone with a refuge
is herself in exigent need.
People come, see the fallen one.
Not a soul seems to be concerned.
Zero, zilch, nada, none.
They don't remember
those cloistered, sizzling infernos of June
those solitary, shivering nights of witchy new moons
sodden, sultry volleys of pouring monsoons
when they, l...
Friday 27th December 2019 10:04 pm
The Office Waits
The office waits after
A quiet night,
Lulled to sleep by
The hum of the air con
And the tinnitus of the transformers.
The stillness and silence
Of the morning is broken
By the ping of the lifts
And their electronic voices;
By the clattering of keyboards and
The muttering of memory failures:
Another forgotten password.
Then the photocopier yawns -
Its plastic bo...
Saturday 14th May 2016 11:11 am
I see him sometimes at four in the morning
The man with the black cap
He walks his dog,
And apart from a nod
He’s not one for talking
He’s always there at four in the morning
The man with the dog
I guess he’s retired from some early morning job
Now he’s got the time
Still, it’s a grand time, four in the morning
For a man with a cap and a dog...
Tuesday 18th August 2015 9:27 am
A slide show of Walmart customers triggered this acrostic
So many people walk through the store
Every one of them unique, wanting more
Excess love of gadgets and household gear
So much in their trolleys they can hardly steer
And we see their pictures on You Tube these days
Wall flowers they are not, but on Walmarters craze
When they reach the check outs they look all around
He has more than...
Saturday 24th August 2013 10:09 pm
YOU are surrounded by glass
The normality of dinner
The association of wealth
The body on the table
The watching of soaps
The entertaining of guests
The reading of books
Masturbation in bedrooms
The privacy of thought.
WE live under mirrors
And reflect them back at you
With that emotion
We coat o...
Wednesday 26th October 2011 12:00 am
if we looked at history
on a multi-plane spreadsheet
and compared the goings on
in each particular era
we shall find that at any given
period, no matter the advancement
there inevitably at a cost lay revealed
atrocities, genocides, discrimination
prejudices, and a lack of conscience
that marks the brute in humans
poets have also been present
ever alert on the front-lin...
Saturday 30th July 2011 4:43 am