TALES OF OLD HOLLYWOOD
Whole crypts ransacked
preserved body parts found re-examined
attics and cellars raided for cans of film
inhabitants of nursing homes grilled to despair
whispers and wills plundered for half truths,
and all the while the ghosts of narcissists recalled
assembling in long galleries of haunted houses lit by arc lights.
Private beaches combed for evidence of washed up
car...
Saturday 16th March 2024 4:06 pm
THE NET CLOSES
Police divers dragged a lake yesterday
found only aquatic weed
and a new microscopic foramanifera it was revealed
funds became available for further research
in collaboration with Heritage England
leading to new enquiries
trails leading in a different direction.
There's a future in the Net, (sorry - Met)
ran an advert in the Police Gazette.
Thursday 7th March 2024 11:17 am
SONG OF SUCCESS
She only wants me for my money and fame
he thought
going into his studio
to write a love song.
He looked up at the row of golden discs
and quickly forgave her.
Wednesday 21st February 2024 4:27 pm
BACK IN THE SEVENTIES
Chicken in a basket
jokes at the mike
bingo days, foggy days
queues at bus stops
frost at the fingertips
red and black in the clubs.
The dying breath of thoughtful machines
the clearances of industrial scenes
roundabouts under predatory skies
cigarette smoke spiralling at the bars
on the dole in busy pubs.
Detectives in flairs
travelling in pairs
...
Tuesday 6th February 2024 9:47 pm
CONCERTO FOR KEYBOARD AND SKIP
Goodbye old keyboard
you served me well
your presence is a ghost from the recent past,
a man in high viz went up some steps
to a council skip and placed you there.
I'm here to give thanks on your final gig
an insult for a life well spent
in an intimate bond of give and take
a parting touch for old times' sake
before your final swift descent.
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 3:44 pm
ZING WENT THE STRINGS
Music is a puppet
pull it out of the box
make it dance and sing
do everything you want it to
to never say no
because you should be in control
not let the puppet master you.
But then during the dark of silence
let it come to you
lie with it feel its undulations
the pulse that never lies
knowing that the music puppet never dies.
Sunday 14th January 2024 11:39 am
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