Poetry Blog by David Lindsay
I would advise, for your health's sake
Don't rush too much, apply the brake
More speed, less haste is a mistake
So treat yourself to a quick break
Don't shout and scream - you'll just get hoarse
Swearing too will show you're coarse
Don't mount a rampant hobbyhorse
There is a better way, of course
I give advice, I hope I've shown
And rhymed to make some people groan
By using the odd homop...
Monday 6th July 2020 9:09 pm
Free will is a thing of beauty
I could say that out loud, but I don’t
I am not sure whether I choose to
Or whether I will, or I won’t
There are options there if I want them
Some dangling worms I could bite
Some carrots and sticks, some tricks to unpick
Some say that I can’t, but I might
I’m static but find myself drifting
I’m clueless with plenty of clues
In stillness, I’m steadily shi...
Friday 12th June 2020 2:54 pm
I'll have your guts for garters
I'll have your skin for sweets
I'll have your bones for batting
I'll have your teeth for treats
I'll have your hands for headphones
I'll have your feet for food
I'll have your hair for hiding
I'll have your mouth to mend my mood
I'll have your arms for artwork
I'll have your legs for lights
I'll have your toes for tall-tales
I'll have your fingers for my ...
Monday 8th June 2020 9:06 am
Flower power and doobies
Was a happy goal for me
I’d even dared to dream of flares
And hugging the odd tree
I’d earned my points last time round
And willed a fresh vocation
But that didn’t go to plan, alas
I got a mixed-up-incarnation
I’m not quite sure what happened
Whether he ignored me or misheard
But when I get to see his boss
I’m going to have a word...
I mean, who was supervisin...
Friday 5th June 2020 10:16 am
Feel the need to stretch your legs?
Just grab your bible and kick ass
No need to warn those other folk
Take a punt with tear gas
Ready for a happy meal?
There’s no need to try too hard
If insecure is what you feel
Just send in the National Guard
Want to nip out to the shop?
Then show some basic acumen
Stand your ground and take a breath
Then alert the Minutemen
Fancying that round of ...
Tuesday 2nd June 2020 10:01 pm
Adam and Eve had a trick up their sleeve
Being there when the world was begun
It’s a little pet peeve, which brings on a slight seethe -
They were there at the start, so they won
Some theologists say that if they had their way
They’d get rid of original sin
But our Man of God is a little bit odd
He goes into the box with a grin
He created devotion by stirring the notion
That he’s heard e...
Tuesday 5th May 2020 7:16 am
I yearn for sunlight
For the full spectrum's blend
For the lightest of clouds
The purest burdenless whisps
I cherish the fresh crisp snow
Before the first step
After the first breath
And it's potential for cold mischief
I honour the value of milk
Taken from hard-worked teats
I savour the dash in tea, the splash on cereal
And vanilla simplicity of ice cream
I hold dear the electric goo...
Friday 1st May 2020 9:50 pm
Covid-19, I heard him say
Does a big number on the lungs
To help to keep this thing at bay
Should we spray Dettol on our tongues?
The waiting game is such a bore
Cleaning products might be the key
At least until they find a cure…
Perhaps Harpic's the one for me?
Now Duck Deep Action, I could try
But I'm not one to splash the cash
And I suspect the dose is hi...
Saturday 25th April 2020 10:47 pm
Oh what to do, what can I say?
It's wonderous how day by day
You further add to our dismay
And tilt the truth your own sad way
Your pressers are a work of art
A bigly wheeze of air and fart
You somehow seem to think you're smart
But I'd rather have Homer, or Bart
You've even got my pen tongue tied
Blood boiling and brain half-fried
A 'personality' misapplied
Rarely Jekyll / Mostly Hyde
Friday 24th April 2020 12:24 am
The apples are out to get us
They poison the air that we breathe
They might look sweet and innocent
But secretly they seethe
The apples are keen to murder
They’ll sting you through their skin
Your hands and face will then blister
And the pain will then really begin
The apples are out to kill us
Each one is rotten to the core
They give off evil vapours
Wednesday 22nd April 2020 1:14 pm
As the Roman Empire dwindled
And left us on our own
Were our ancestors befuddled
As they waved them off to Rome?
Could the darkness that resulted
Have been a happier kind of caper
If those left behind had been more kind
And not hoarded toilet paper?
When William the Conqueror
Brought his army to our shore
Poor Harold tried before he died
And who could ask a bloke for more?
Did his sol...
Monday 23rd March 2020 9:30 pm