Poetry Blog by Brian Wood
From a terraced house in Leeds he be
To then make it as a DJ Celebrity
From rags to riches they may say
But in the end he had to pay
A staunch Catholic at heart
Those young folk he tore apart
Accused & contested but never caught
So off to London & a Rolls Royce he bought
Apparently he fixed it for you & me
But did he offer you a tour of his dre...
Friday 7th June 2013 10:48 pm
A Bedroom to Go.......
I rest my tired bones on the posturepedic pavement, although not quite designed for the human frame, my already aching body moulds itself to the none contours as if laid out prematurely on a mortuary slab.
The cardboard box and flimsy lining of the sleeping bag act as a mattress topper and if only for minute offer me a brief escape into slumber.
I awake numb ...
Saturday 30th June 2012 10:58 pm
I saw God today, he said hello, I said OK.
Its funny what some people say.
I said I'm off out with the lads tonight do you want to play,
Sorry he says I've got to pray.
Pray for what I said a mans got to play.
For your souls he says you'll find out why some day.
Cool ... I said.
Aint it funny what people say.
Sunday 15th January 2012 9:37 pm
Dancing in the Moonlight
Dancing in the moonlight is an exhilarating kind of thing
Ive done it since I was a little boy it makes me want to sing
Dancing in the moonlight as naked as a the day I was born
It blows away the cobwebs & I’m certainly not forlorn
Dancing in the moonlight in the shade of the old oak tree
You get that exhilarating feeling you get from drinking...
Saturday 5th November 2011 7:37 am
He swims like a fish or is that a brick
He’s running amok & its making me sick.
He fights like a lion & sting like a bee
He play’s like a cat & barks up the wrong tree.
He’s confused dot com & a CD rom
He’s in regression & back on the Somme.
He’s throwing a party & putting his back out of joint
He could dance like John Travolta but don...
Friday 10th June 2011 8:56 pm
I Just Want a Job!
A victim of circumstance - I am not
On the industrial landscape – I’m not a blot
I crave opportunity - And the will to live
But in this time of uncertainty - What do I have to give!
There’s passion with intensity
And the willingness to learn
I have the Skills, Knowledge & Attitude
But can’t seem to earn!
I don’t do cigaret...
Sunday 5th June 2011 8:31 pm
Its not all about the new and nothing about the old
Its really all about a story that’s always been told.
There’s laughter and tears to be shed
There’s fire works & champagne before any talk of bed.
Its all about us and nothing about them
To worry about the world is far to crazy to pen.
From the loss of loved ones who we held so dear
To the challenge...
Thursday 31st December 2009 6:00 pm
They talk of reason and the love of God
and the troops out there doing a wonderful job
They've got to be found, there's no turning back
But why is a body bag Black?
He stood on trial for the slaughter of others
They caught up with him and killed his sons and brothers
he fell through a trap door hands tied behind his back
They put him in a body bag, but was it B...
Friday 25th September 2009 8:57 pm
Life & Stress
I used to go to work each day
I often wore a dress
Some folk thought It was a bit strange
But I know it was just Stress!
They talk of blue sky vision
or would it meet the acid test?
The only training I got was a collision course
They told me it was Stress!
Friday 18th September 2009 9:57 pm
1st thing in the morning & last thing at night
There’s no getting over the need for a landing light
I’ve tried self hypnosis & all kinds of beer
But there no getting over that you are not here
The seasons come & the seasons go
But things don’t change as you never show
I have very few memories & 1 photograph
To hold on your hand & feel the vibration of your laugh...
Friday 11th September 2009 8:11 pm