Forged thoughts burnas a headful of nails.My resentments are nobody’s businessTo a mind of anvils. War is no enemy to me.I wage it on wagons and artillery.Jack-of-all-metal-trades, as wheelwright and farrier,I get extra as a horse-shoer. One of the seven mechanical arts,I form a chain with weavers, and agriculture,Hunters, traders and cooks,Masons, and architecture. My […]
His photographic memorySnaps it up, on the blink.Nothing rings a bellAs he pulls the other one, and thinks; He’s a pop star in his headAnd never down on song.Anything he wears gets worn-outBefore it catches on. Everyone he sees gets drawn in.His first impressions last.His revolving bookcase cluttered upWith pencil faces rubbed on brass. So, […]
the plate spinner spins his platesbut he’s let things slipa little of latehis life in pieces at his feetthat magic touch that filled the seatsa helpless helping of butter fingers nowall washed-up he takes a bowwhat a shame what a pitythis inconsequential little ditty.
As they stitch each other upand paint their eyebrows and gloss their lipsdesigner label lovers are as realas the clothes they hang on their hips. The show over, they dinewhere restaurant cooks stir (with a fag in their mouth) behind kitchen doors.As bedtime wardrobe window-dressers, they wake up the next day:Just part-time boutique assistants, where […]
The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.Seaweed on the rim.Scuttlebutts tossed about. The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.Flaky boat-varnish wallingrun-down saw-dust flout. A port of sinof by-and-large, and eelpout.The tide rolls in.The tide rolls out.
I’m impossibleWanting the implausible.Is it me or is it you?My fishing boat on blue. I’m unshakeable:My resolve unfathomable.Why can’t I sleep?My heart wrecked down deep. While hearing the sirenBait underworld menOld boys in cafesThink out their days. I’m so impregnableBut indefensible.When will it ever finish?A pretty kettle of fish.
I’m for Parliament. You’re for the King.It’s more important you lose than I win.Taking a stand, there’s no sitting on the fence.I’m for Cromwell. You’re against. Your men, for their cavalry commander, bark.Cocking their legs at Pym, jumping at Charles.Capturing Rupert’s black mongrel, we cut off its lugsAnd make it a Roundhead; A pox on […]
In a snap-happy speed-camera cop paradise‘Just Married’ motorists are caught with confetti and riceas, pulling over to the side of the road,The tug-of-war team coach breaks down and is towed. Meanwhile, But I was just about to excuse-makersbecome traffic-warden fined For fuck sakerswith Inland Revenue tax-dodgers on double yellow linesand Monopoly military vehicles landing on […]
Readers revolutionaryOr orthodoxPass sentence on yoursAnd you may be for the chop. With poetic justicePoetic licence backfiresAs, rather than dry up,You wax lyrical to your heart’s desire. But little white liesCan blacken your nameAs charged with poetreasonThey rumble your game. While whatever you writeMay be taken down in evidence against youThe public want their penny’s […]
Cracking bottles open is overand them crashing down is on.Days of letting the wine flow are herebut those of drinking it have gone. There’s a lot of cleaning up going on in this Hoover eraas barrels spill their guts out on the floor.The anti-saloon league forbid the knocking back of beerbut bootleggers are pouring in […]