You Blew Smoke Into Our Eyes
Some of us appear to have forgot
that the train service has stopped
else why are we all stood here waiting like a bunch of goons?
Soon they’ll be pulling up the tracks
and when Mr Henry gets the sack
the grass will grow and the whole place will return unto the dunes.
Choo choo train where have you gone
now don’t you know we need you?
How in the world are you supposed to get...
Thursday 9th September 2021 3:20 pm
New Blood
New blood spills from the aeroplane
bouncing on the runway like spring rain.
Passport waving out-thrust arm
fancy shoes pointed West
Gene Kelly, video obsessed
dancing peasant with the happiness gene.
Tie straight, collar clean
mad for the chance to twirl his cane
at girls in some teeming town
Sun-parched backwoodsman mad for rain.
Radio waves from some man-made ...
Thursday 9th September 2021 3:15 pm
Freedom of a Certain Kind
Was it a golden age
of freedom of a certain kind
and were we then the lucky ones
the unchained, in my terms?
The next utopia may be rich and sweet
a virtual paradise perhaps
and honeycombed with images but
from which there is no escape
no vantage point
or cold light of day.
From restless souls are we come
from buccaneers with fast boats
their oak planks...
Friday 6th August 2021 11:52 am
Potter Heigham Bridge
Albert got his big truck stuck
on top of the hump-back bridge.
The cop-on-a-bike come by
and he give him a ticket.
The old man who leans on the wall
and smukes his pipe all day
said what wus wrong
well the truck ‘us too long
and the bridge ‘us too steep.
Potter Heigham Bridge had a hump;
‘at was as humped as a cow’s rump
and though there wus a sign
‘at wus...
Friday 6th August 2021 11:48 am
Will The Storm Ever Pass
Will the storm ever pass
and will this one be the last?
Will my becalmed and tethered mind
remember the debris flying past?
I wished that I was of the earth
compatible with green growth
not expelling water and air
I wished that I was not a fire.
That I could be earthly bound,
my words be made of clay
...Friday 6th August 2021 11:44 am
I Wonder What They Pray For
As I watch them in the park
spry old couple, ninety odd
hearts re-bored and tooled up
with walking, hearing, seeing aids
a twinkle even in the eye
leaning close, holding hands
these taller, longer-living things
our ever-lengthening DNA string
she blushes, he grins, I wonder who
we must thank?
The gentleman scientist medicine man?
Pioneer, fingering his wai...
Friday 6th August 2021 11:40 am
What's a Mystery?
Why do key holes have no keys
Why do fairies have no tales
Can I dial the numbers please
Which is best, boys or girls
What’s a mystery?
If I had another Mum
Would I be another child
If I had another Dad
Where would my old daddy be
What’s a mystery?
Where do grown ups put the child
That they say that they used to be
Where did my Mummy find my Dad
In ...
Friday 6th August 2021 11:35 am
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