Poetry Blog by "Call Me Graham" (Graham McKay-Smith)
Graham McKay-Smith on The Ballad Of Barney Rose (He was a man and he had a nose) (Sat, 8 Sep 2018 05:53 pm)
Taylor Crowshaw on The Ballad Of Barney Rose (He was a man and he had a nose) (Sat, 8 Sep 2018 11:44 am)
Brian Maryon on The Ballad Of Barney Rose (He was a man and he had a nose) (Sat, 8 Sep 2018 08:20 am)
Big Sal on Lioness Laura (Tue, 26 Jun 2018 12:47 am)
The Ballad Of Barney Rose (He was a man and he had a nose)
There was a man and he had a nose
Not so strange one might suppose
But this chap's nose just grows and grows
And his name was Barney Rose
Pa Rose and Ma they weren't quite sure as they'd never had a baby before
and his schnozzle outgrew him by the age of four
when he started to walk it would drag on the floor...
Saturday 8th September 2018 12:14 am
The F J Pettigrew Memorial Bench (Swanage July 2018)
Cast iron, he was. Solid. Dependable, completely un-bendable.
Like an Oak. Strong supportive always there unbreakable, ever faithful.
So from cast iron and oak they had a bench built, painted it gloss malachite green, with space for a polished brass plaque.
They spoke of the places he'd been and where he'd have liked t...
Saturday 8th September 2018 12:08 am
He's fallen to his death on his plastic toy sword.
To number ten from playpen his final reward.
This graceless coup is no coup de grace.
No comedy of euros, a cabinet farce,
an egotistic act from flabby flatulent arse.
He'll be all over telly soon
our fatty blundering hot air buffoon.
Puffing Shakespeare and Latin.
Please down let that twat in.
Monday 9th July 2018 6:11 pm
Dedicated, without her knowledge or permission, to Laura Taylor, who gave me the desire to write and perform and the kick up the arse to actually do so.
Lioness Laura (Waitrose staff room Jun '18)
Lioness Laura, she Roars
Fury and Rage fly off the page
Venom and Grit, Bile and Spit
She's a voice of a certain age
Lioness Laura, she Purrs
with Mercy and Charm, Beguiling a...
Monday 25th June 2018 5:16 pm
I Want a Mechanical Elephant
I want a mechanical elephant
I want an atomic car
I want 4 weeks in France
I want a more comfortable bra
I want to be less irrelevant
I want to be a good bet
I want next week's winning numbers
I want to be out of debt
I want to be be someone's someone
The apple of their pie
So deeply in love I'm out of my depth
And that makes me wond...
Sunday 24th June 2018 2:19 am