Josie George is missing

 Josie George is missing

I read it in the news

I remember beauty

No more black and blues

The sum of life is pretty

It is the thing that lights the fuse

Of Josie George is missing 

I heard it in the news

What if I were missing

Would anyone really care

I've been thinking a lot about quitting

But I think I'd miss being there

She once squeezed much stomach

I felt affronted but also thrilled

Why would she do that thing

Fuck I lost the plot I was killed

By my own denial of attraction 

From when I was a boy

As if it mattered the compaction

Of a certain quantity of joy

I never pursued my own

Dreams

Was always willing to be somebody's toy

But now Josie George is missing

I know she's dead her life destroyed

Morning

 I don't want to break your heart

but I think 

I have to

I am where I start

and where I get to

I don't need a poisoned dart

I have the morning dew

 And that is where love departs

And where time is due

It's a far cry

 lesserback gull

the short straw

draw the match

parents say to the child you drew the match

Tired

 The dog is rising to the moon

The silver ships they leave too soon

Children cry and laugh

And Seagulls do the same

While I am taking a bath

As I try to remember my name

Strangers

 I used to hold you in high regard

I laid my heart on the table

Like I did my cards

But you blew me off

With a woman's facade

Oh but we're strangers now

I looked for you in the glass arcade

In the hall of mirrors I was your charade

I danced in the rain but on your parade

And that's why we're strangers now

Did you think I was something you could scoff at

No I'm not like a squash ball you can swat at

I may give in, I may bend and change

But I'll bounce back for I've rearranged

And we're strangers now

Cold caller

 Cold caller,

cold caller

Why are you so hot

Always trying to get

into where your'e not

Wanted nor desired

Like a fly in the pot

Cold caller cold caller

Get out of my spot

Can you sing a Symphony

Full of all I desire

Oh can you sing in sympathy

Like an angel choir

Oh Romeo loved Juliet

But they both got burnt by fire

Now if you call that synergy

I think you should blame the Friar

Earth Quacks and Doctor Ducks

 Friends in high places

And a song to believe

Wiping their faces, with the heart on your sleeve

Can you draw aces, with a sleight of hand

I didn't know the places where they gamble their land

A friend indeed is a friend in need

And too many ducks to breed

Give me a false friend, show me the decoy

There is an Earth quake to a avoid 

When your boots shake to destroy

Those towers of Babel in a foreign land

The songs that stand taller than anyone can

Yes it was murphy's law I knew it had to be his

As I walked in the bar and asked for a fizz

We don't serve women here, you have to bring your own

Not necessary to own your own home

Get what's coming to you

If you survive the ordeal

Maybe God will punish you

For ordering that meal

Maybe Christ will have mery

And on bended knee

You'll know the value of certainy

In life's inconstancy

a chance hand

 Bitter tears fall in a bitter lake

Full of all of my mistakes

Rain drops from a grey sky

Where rainbows snap

And birds don't fly

But I call to mind the dream

I once had of a forest stream

Where we walked you and me

Hand in hand for an eternity

Of time, of time

That precious thing

We sell by the pound, the ounce and bean

We sell each plot like we hadn't a lot

And use it up, all we've got

But if you can buy my time

Can I buy yours?

Or do your give it freely

Like the sea lapped shores

Where we skim pebbles

Over time's waves

The ripples echo out

The drowning man saves

himself

Or someone lends him a hand

It could be a second, a minute

Or in an hour, he understands

This may be the last chance

In a sea of blue

Where I skim pebbles

That skip so lightly to you

You got every colour Blue

 

You cheer cheers

Mine is close

You got ropes

I got nooses

You got hopes

Mine are mooses

You got soaps

I got sluices

What we need

is two-way fuses

You got boss

I got shriven

You been a loss

I broke even

Every thing I'd given

You need coal

I need water

You got fire

I got spit

You got sand

I got shit

You got one

I got two

We got every colour blue

Money comes, money goes

Funny how, some are sold

Some get rich, some die old

Every colour blue

Crazy gate, for crazy horse

Crazy jump, crazy course

What came first?, but what worse?

what went out, came back curse

Sitting pretty, sitting gold

Streets of heaven all are sold

None for rent have to buy

See estate agent in the sky

When I go

You go too

I and us

Me and you

Like yo yo

You two, too

We are lust

Trust like glue

how you know?

I know you

We go, go

But I go too

Fire, fire burning

Inside the zoo

Ark now go

Two by two

Kiss queen toe

toe times two

Two times toe

Toe times you

You be queen

Queen bee you

You throw, throw

To you, you,you

We must go

Now every colour blue

One is two,

Two is four

One is every colour poor

Give me trailer

Give me skint

Give me fifty dollar splint

I've grown old, but

she's still young

In the car room, salesman

husband, wife, city strife

I am her,

You be nice,

I be handsome,

You be cold

I want ransom

but kidnap sold

Kill a love

Don't love a kill

Love got no license

Love need no skill

Better be brave, better be will

love goes ice

When iceman still

Hill is cold, some mother crying

Tears fall twice

longing ever growing

Love not come, pay any respect

Now she is old, crooked neck

love stand still

Sun on hill

No mother crying

For love now kill

You are grainy

I am sand

You talk crazy

I no understand

I have time

Time kill you

We have every colour blue

If you see me

Where the elder droops

And the swallow in the sky just swoops

See my head bowed down

Don't look at my frown

because I'm still free

Autumn love

The salt came up like a wave in the mouth
The river of tears always did flow south
And the bitterness of years
Bit the lip of what I couched
In kind words in soft skin of the apologist's pouch

And the time for regrets has come to pass
Nothing more to forget than the what's in the looking glass
The sound of nothing, the rush of air
From a vacuum to the vacuum of an utter despair

I wish I had held autumn and kept the fire kindled
I wish I had stood near the fire as the daylight dwindled
But I was fool enough to be self swindled
I stole the time I killed the calf who had been saved and brindled


All the sales of hearts came washing in the rivers warmth
Like an assault of the senses via the folk of

I held autumn like an air
Of a cloak of understanding
Putting it on as one does a glove
To feel the warmth
Or touch of the velvet
And sinking into that
Autumn of love
In which leaves fall from
Winter wind chilled trees
And she like an autumn
Garden I have visited
Whose secret is safely hidden
Though I must search to find the key
Lies in wait at her gate
In the comfort of the dying
Of the year to greet me
Like a changing season

Pesty

 Dragnet fishing in the lower depth

Pest control of the ants nest

Mother sighed fair thee well

And shot a star straight into hell

God was angry at the saint

Who had all but forgotten to paint

The stairway to heaven

And Heaven's restraint

Was not what I would have called

alright, it ain't

Come on tide me over the hills

The boat is heavy

And the way is shrill

And the carbon dioxide plants will kill

Me, thy might, but not before entropy

The dog of oxygen barks and pants

And I am itching from the chaotic ants

Whose will is even and reason will rule

But that's not what they should teach in school

Teach that might is right

Because opportunity knocks

But relativity bites

And he who can seize the bull by the horns

Will master disaster ever since he was born

And she who runs a pork-bellied chop

Will end her days working in a pawn broker shop

Because far below the soft metallic sky

There where they people like ants too afraid to die

And they gave thanks to the blue coloured dye

That kept them in business with the 

Telegraph guy

He told of archangels with troubled wings

Whose broken promise made him lose things

That were not his alone to keep

But he lost them alone, and that made him weep

The spider crawled upon the shelf

And all God's creatures help themself

To Wine and beer and telemetry boxes

Because short circuits are bad for red little foxes

They will bite and gnaw through miles of wire

And force the land to burn in raging fire

Night and day

 Hear the owls of night

They are poets burning bright

Each new sound a hundred more

They do set fire with bells aroar

Their loquacious tongues

do sing the hymn

Before the bat king (hung in the rafters)

To the cat clung tight in doors

stretching its carpet claws

And to each sound my ear is a tuned

As the play of light on your face by the moon

And right be right

wrong be wrong

You too my love

May hear the owl's song

Thought at night is there by right

Thought by day may go and play

Though I love the evening time

And run to it with body and mind

My love is free

As the roots of a tree

For in the day the truth to find

And yet it also must be true

That as night follows day

So I follow you

And being as one who sees

 but does not say

I will keep you a secret

from this to the last day

And comfort is blind

To the trials of love

It is good it might find

In the darkness above

A light of star to guide

While the night we abide

We pray that the day

May be more merciful and kind

So scurry not

To the scarecrows lot

With flightless birds from the sea

Blue caesars

 Blue caesars

St Peters

Concubines

and turbines

turn wood from heels

to the eels

of salad dressing rebels

in the sinking sun

of a million buns and tokens of love

drugged by the stuff

that call to your heart

Totem pole dolly girls ready their seeds

to prayers and missions

in the countries art museums

That hold vases of flowers

As if earthly powers

Could some how

their seeds lay to rest

In it's appalling jest

Of some prison convict

Of who's innocense he protests

Inside the judges chambers

I lay my case the best I can

There is no equality in this world

Except the grace which is Natures Rod

The country parks hold festivals

The towns streets are full

Love transcends this wearied world

As each generation calls man God

Then fights for rights to rule

Each side believes they are top dog

The heinous crime that was His murder

Has left its mark on the faces

He created

In the pool of tears that Man is standing in

What leaves our flesh but love and sin

To lead the selfish to the test

Of nightmare or dream

Contested by the seas colours

See the grey turn into green

See the flag ships on them rolling

Confused when green turns to blue

And there is no line between

heaven and ocean

when there is no boundry

which walks beauty's line

The Train wreck of my heart is swollen

In the voices of the wind

But who's shirt now have I stolen

When I see the colours run from black to red

Upon the turf where we tread

Upon the roads that leaves the sod

When we eat the bread that bitter tastes

When the grain is small and shriven

As your love when you feel mine

What is this law

that nature has writ

That all good things die

But to save our lost wit

So too shall the bad things

die though not so quick

What are the laws that man has made

In place to confirm his face

In Godly Halls

Yet where does his dominion reach

As man is stranded away from God

Upon the other beach

He killed his God

Sometime back in the days

When capitalism breached

The walls of his holy house

Then layed so too by his self love

In his bed of roses

Yet his bed has already forgotten

Mans existence,

The years have trodden it out the way

We are each divided from another

By the time that our love does decay

Only one love when reached

Can fulfil the vacuum that

lies under the sun

There is just one love, only one

And that commands its law

With iron rod

That which transcends the bonds of time

The love in one universe alone

That Spiritual love of God

Man of Sand

Here I stand

a man of sand

which time does wash away

My only relief

From the ocean reef

Greets my face the cool sea spray

As each grain of belief

falls to the waves beneath

and a man mould of clay

A new man of sand

who now may stand

To greet a bold new day

Here I stand

a man of sand

One which the ocean may carol

but which part of me is given

which part has it stole

Which land locked heart the key?

Love is strange, love is bold

Love grows weary, then is old

But each grain new

My hand does hold

As if of silver, as if of Gold

And as this cursed melody

Rolls with tide and ocean wave

A man of sand

does too give way

To love bold, and love brave

Yet here I stand

a man of sand

And across the sea I reach

For to hold the hand

Of my love who stands

on the other beach

Time has ravaged each of us

The sands of time do fall

And what was once sand in your eyes

Now my sandy voice does call

Oh Love is but a shifting quick sand

Into it each man may fall

and who amongst us would reach across

Who would answer your loves call?

Japanese boy

 I'm telling you it's a cupescience of over rated nonsense

It's a total cacophany, over brillo-creamed joy

It's a sad requiem for a gutteral cathedral

Of half pandered to over cooked Japanese Boy

Well old boy I see in your hair you have cats, and rats

And some signs of despair

And travelogue dialogues of repeated festoon

With the words and the manner of Sigfreid Sassoon

Where as here the Close encounter electronic keyboard wind chimes

Seem to turn on the salient cosmic times

And left like a marker in somebody's film

Oh they are here you can see them,

They are here I fear

The alien anthem of the black and white bear

What is it we want beyond a salad and brunch

What do we crave but eggs and bacon

And can we find the time for this kind of rhyme

When the train has nearly left the station

Strawberry line song

Chorus:

 Sharp the bill hooks, rev up the saws

Slash the nettles and bend the stalks

Burn the brash, pitch in with forks

What we do in the great outdoors

Verse 1

Hack with axe and level the ground

Pull up the roots and cut down the vine

Raze the tree and throw on the mound

And when we're finished before we recline

Burn it on the Strawberry line

chorus

Verse 2

Open the flask, pour out the soup

Pull up a stump and tell our stories

Laugh at a joke til we're cock-a-hoop

Share the tea bread like we share our glories

Serve it on the Strawberry line

chorus

Verse 3

Dig over, dig under the railway banks

Hazel, Oak and Mountain Ash

Dogwood and Hornbeam we plant with thanks

Trudge back from the site when heavy rains lash

Planted on the Strawberry line

April amble

 The bee did wend its buzzing way

Bumbling hither and tither and gay

In the spring's new light of day

Searching out its food

The willow catkins dangled down

A clutch of lanterns green, yellow and brown

The bees fandangled in their crown

And danced a gleeful jig

The season showed its streams of green

Its colours bright upon the scene

Though wind blew cool then warm and keen

The Merry sun did brighten

And winter shed its skein of cold

The spring snake slid out green and bold

The foreman shouts take hold, take hold

As the curtain falls to dampen

And in the sky the stars appear

Bright and bold, wild and clear

The fire flies dance in good cheer

Of silk they've spun to lighten

And quests take hold

And nests appear

the young are bold

and the rest are near

As I walked out

upon an April amble

Birthday bash

 There was once a birthday

I did attend

By accident

Though it was for a friend

I stepped into the dragon's den

And found myself alone again

Surrounded by my seeming foes

I came at once to bloody blows

And all about a birthday brunch

I found the dinner packed a punch

It was I saw my friend

For twenty years our paths have wend

But winding up or winding down

Neither thought to live in lonely town

Her brother of whom I took a dislike

Had modelled himself upon a Great Tyke

But whether Nero, Romulus or Remus in Rome

Not more a blood thirsty Emperor was he at home

Yet ruled his kingdom beyond his walls

Into the invited friend's birthday halls

As I walked in to join the banquet

He offered me pork in unleven blanket

But I felt sick and refused his offer

Yet he took not kindly to his rejected proffer

He became like a bull, bullish domineering

Like the house party he must be steering

And even once came to stand over me

As if to bring to bear his supreme authority 

I thought what skill what unbridled devotion

Have these loving parents with careless emotion

Brought up a son so confused in mind

That he sees not where he is going as if quite blind

Instead of modelled on Christ the redeemer

He has chosen as his model Trump the ill-seemer

How can such passionate evangelists

Bring into the world such an antagonist?

They could write stories of his follies

For when he comes it never rains but pours on brollies

And held up as if on plinths of stone

He stands there sinless as if Ozymandius alone

Yet what I see are the marks of treachery

Gains by stealing and by vice

He has wheedled his way into paradise

And shut the gates upon his brothers

And thrown down hate upon his mothers

Women he treats as slaves or worse

His blinded pride will be his curse

As Lucifer stepped so stepped he

Onto the path of iniquity 

And a fall surely will follow his pride

As unfortunate damsel his bride

Then the tower of Babel will topple

And collapse upon his sinning people

But what of me, oh me oh my

The I, the id of jealousy

Am I he? Is he I? 

The tepid stream runs dry

If only I could respect my enemy

And show those who transgress

My full Christian forgiveness

For in that act, I'm sure there'd be

An end to all hostility

And road and rage would not rise

Emotion flows and ebbs like tide

And the sun's heat will hot heads fry

Unless in shade some shelter try

I saw the old are replaced by the young

And in such usurpment one must be strong

But holding breath and swimming long

Can no more impress than old Babylon

Young minds

Down on the Ashcott plot
Where the black peat mountains ran
And the rivulets and trenches
Were our playground
Then and there lazing in the sun
The care free day's long span
The adventure and biology
Of every fascinating plant
Sundew and sphagnam moss

The cupboard amplifying a musical box
The rows of books on Maths
And intrigue in Science
Like another world
I wanted to be you
To be there in the calculation
In the escape equation

My own escape velocity
Accounted to be pulled
Away from mother earth
Or father moon
Or the other way around
I wanted to explore space with you

Outer space of our minds
Of the blackhole, of quartz in electric radios
Of microphone and transitor circuits
But you broke the connection

Revir

 Big River, Big river argent

Big river, big river gold

Keep flowing on down to the arctic

Where the big waters flow so cold

Big river snakes rolling its belly

All over dem big valley coals

Rising up over the ramparts of mountains

Raising the spirits in the souls

Valentines Day

 So I'd like to know

Can you tell me

The way the moon struck an asteroid

Out of luck, out in space

A piece of schadenfreude

Specifically applied,

but not exclusively to all my friends

And ducks

In the shooting gallery

The land between your toes is rich my friend

The gaps between your teeth

Are filled with words

And cheetahs escaping nightly

Do the yellow parasols enjoy

Beyond infinity

And a parrot that doesn't talk back

My lies of pirate sands

And concupiscence 

What Coquetry is this?

In the cocoanut tree of paradise

A fact or a fiction, I read while lying there?

Mountain Man

 Now you see me,now you don't

That often misquoted quote

When what you see is a ghost of me

It is but a footnote

Literally the mountains have turned into the man

The mole has crawled out of his hole

The iceberg has cracked and fissured alongside

The ocean of well-wishers

And if Mohammed can't go to the mountains

Then the mountain must visit him

Except the mountains are self-isolating

Under the new covid restrictions

They must all keep at least 20 miles apart

Peak to peak

We must not touch the rock

As it is a carrier of disease

Try telling Moses that

He's up there with his staff

As we speak

Tapping into the great unknown

The hard stuff

He likes being caught between a rock -God

And a hard place - the Earth

I'd like to say this is how

I imagined my honeymoon

Back on Earth

But Mars is proving a draw now

Of course

The sky's the limit

 Only two planes today will take off

The sky is the limit

Well the covid runway is a quiet affair

There are no lorries or trucks anywhere

The staff are being furloughed

And a grey cloud lies there

Over their future employment

But the sky is the limit

Well what is the limit?

How much more can we take of it

When there seems no end to this

Dreadful COVID

There is a vaccine that's been developed

In a Lab

But it's a shot in the dark, still let's take a stab

There is a purpose to all of this drivel init?!

Well why do I drone on when the sky is the limit!

Everything was shut in the departures 

Except a WH Smiths and a Cafe 

Covid vs Ovid

 Ok what ever happened to Ovid at the age of 19? he seems to be largely forgotten in the current state of emergency for understandable reasons.

What did Ovid have to say about COvid and other acts of god or nature?

I ask the questions I know you want answering, like never mind covid 19, but what was Ovid doing at aged 19?

Through the darkness the light will shine

Well Helen, I don't know where your light is

But I think you have a light that is

Brighter than mine

Covid cardiff

 And you think your shit smells better than mine

The car stooled

The alarm bells rung

The words Gastro-enteritis were yet to be sung

I call COVID

Then I thought C-diff

But what's the difference

What's it matter when you hear

Your swan song sung?

The body is a truth teller

Or it's a body of lies

But Your mind is where it matters

And when that's got crossed eyes

It doesn't matter what your body says

You'll listen to the others

Who would think they were better than you

And their own mothers

Dogma

  I was dogmatic

As I attacked the attic

With my dog and bone

Rang static, through heaving clouds

Of coulds and shoulds

Of which I must atone

And pile drove my piles of paperwork

Down to the factory run by berserks

Who swab and test me like a dog

I cry down boy to the nurse

But she doesn't hear

My dog-eared cries

And yet like a family sized box

Of varieties, I sort of take a dog leg

Into doggerel like a mongrel

Fawning, forced from my race against

The clock, by the fox

 

And release the dogs of war

Because it is a dog fight out there

Or so they say on Albert Square

And what do I know?

I'm just a dog who sits

In front of a box

And waits for air

To remind me its time for a walk

Do the 'walk the dog' dance in the park

Doggie style, no that's something else

I'm thinking of a dog collar I have to wear

The commissioner? No the Bishop? Yeah

And the actress, you know the one

From Lady and the tramp

And the dog training camp

Bad bitches or some kind of ramp

That they racked up to a fever pitch

And I'm too strewn in strudels

From a sky full of smorgasbords

To care, because

It's raining cats and dogs

You guessed it folks he's here

Your one and only Disney character

Dog cartoon Pluto

And then you say - but he wasn't a dog was he?

Yeah, true blue, down to his last inch

He took it by a hair's breadth to win 

The competition at Crufts

Well hair of the dog you say

Yes.. well who am I to argue with

A contradiction?

The fact that all these dogs seem to understand

Nowadays, is how to roll over, fetch, be a good boy

But nobody is saving Joan of Arc,

None of them are running into the flames of

A burning building to rescue poor little Jimmy

No they've not been trained that way,

Even if their instinct is to rescue little Timmy

Then their training says otherwise

Be afraid, be very afraid when poodle grooming

Becomes prime time television viewing

You know either something is seriously wrong

With society or we are in a pandemic and lock down

Or both

Who let the dogs out?

I ask myself again and again, but after listening

To the song on repeat I am still unable to solve

That profound mystery

Dog-darn it

The game is afoot

 tap hot \\ top hat

Something was afoot with the football,

Oh the football had turned into a hand

And the whole world was watching the tip of the toe

That balanced it like a magic wand

And we were caught red handed by the referee

We had been painting the penalty lines

But the linesman drew a box around the bandstand

And he kicked to death the Goalie in the sand

Then Women's football made a chalk outline of man

And paid tribute

On the same day every year

She left flowers on the pitch

the six foot tall bitch

Who showered her team mates 

In good cheer

Submarine

 Where do planes take off from?

They take off from airports

What is going from one place to another?

Travelling is going from one place to another

What is a means of water transport?

It is a submarine

A submarine

If you know what I mean

It is a submarine

Cry me, cry you

 Cry me with flowers

With hours of wasted love

Cry me with willows

Which sway

Cry me with your voice

Which breaks, gives way

Cry me, but cry you today

Cry me with ribbons

And Angels in towers

Cry me with Gibbons 

Cry me with all your super powers

To move the Gibbous moon

But Cry you as too, so soon