Poetry

Monday, 26 October 2026

Troy town

 I used to be a policeman

but then didn't like it, didn't it

didn't didn't it

If were a policeman I would bang you

to rights

You have got so many vices

And it isn't nice

Come you must rearrange how you treat

The strangers

In your town

You bring me down

I didn't like, didn't like

Didn't like it

Don't you know that we're all the same

You call us by a different name

So treat us like the other

We could be your long lost brother

I don't think you have read that much

Never heard of Ulysses and such

Well there was once a place named Troy

And they spoiled the life of a little boy

He was just an innocent shepherd

Until he thought he'd be something better

The bright city lights

Changed his mind over night

And I didn't like it, didn't like it,

didn't like it

He fell in love with girl named Helen

He thought he could take her

And they'd be in heaven

So he tricked the palace by being their friends

But they never knew he wouldn't make amends


Helen was the girl next door

But he was rich and she wasn't poor

He stole her from Menelaus

Who got angry said Paris would pay us

Then he got Agamemnon involved

And it all went to hell in a hand cart I'm told

And they didn't like it, didn't like it, didn't like it


So next time you refuse a stranger a hand

Just remember what happened in that ancient land

The Greeks got pissed and they destroyed Troy

Well with a little help from Odysseus' toy

A little gift horse they looked in the mouth

Turned out to be the whole world went south

And they didn't like it, didn't like it, didn't like it


So you want to accuse and to blame

a perfect stranger of what's never named

So you want to mock and defame

A guest who's come to your house, for shame

They didn't like it, didn't like it, and I feel the same

I didn't like it, didn't like it, didn't like it


And every time you try to slander my name

And put out a rumour that tries to declaim

I did something that I've never done

Well I don't like that and your time will come

Yes your time will come, your time will come

Sunday, 25 October 2026

Too many heads

 Nanny state and nanny's arms

Bubble gum childish charms

No one holds responsibility

No one talks it through


Nanny goat, nono nono

Nanny the boats coming through

Given women undue power

 Their troubled terms

Of Trump tower


I was sitting direct to trump 

He was small and irrelevant

In the corner another overheard

And I thought it was Donald bird


There was a swimming pool

the fast lane it was full of fools

The slow lane too contained tools

The middle contained nuts and rules


You wake and realise the irrelevance

Of all these theories of equivalence

Power is in others' hands

until it's wrestled by he who stands


To take back control

From  the bourgeoise capital


Saturday, 24 October 2026

The monkey and the monk

 Monkey: I'm a monkey

Monk: And I’m a monk

Monkey: I've got a pocket full of junk

Monk: I’ve got a skeleton in the trunk

Monkey: And it smells like a skunk

 

Monkey: I am hunky

Monk: I’m not a hunk

Monkey: I am chunky

Monk: I’m a chunk

Monkey: I play the honky-tonk

Monk : Well, he’s a monkey not a monk

 

Both: We’re in a one-horse town

Both: We don't wanna let ourselves down

Monkey: He’s in a one-horse town

Monk: He keeps letting me down

Monk: Oh so won't you let me in?

Monkey: I don't wanna live without sin

 

Monkey: I'm a sinner

Monk: I’m a saint

Monkey: I'm painter who has to paint

Monkey: I'm gonna cater for you Cate

Monk: I'll see you later don't be late

 

Monkey: I am funky

Monk: I’m in a funk

Monkey: I'm not your a donkey

Monk: No, you’re my donk

Monkey: I'm wonky

Monk: And I’m a wonk

Monk: Well, he’s a monkey

Monkey: And he’s a monk

Monk not a monkey

 I'm a monk not a monkey

I'm in a funk, I'm not funky

My ship has sunk, I'm a song key

Singing out

I'm a monk not a monkey

I'm in six ton van

Gonna go uptown

I'm in a six ton van

Gonna drive uptown

So won't you turf me out

I'm gonna surf some trout

I'm a monk not a monkey

I'm a shonk not a shonkey

I'm a chunk not a chunky

I'm a monk not a monkey

I'm a saint not a sinner

I wanna lose weight and get thinner

So if you can strip my paint

I'm not looking for a taint

Leave me be at the pearly gate

I'm gonna meet Saint Peter who won't wait


Friday, 23 October 2026

The Demon Buzzard of the Marchy Moor

He will follow you tonight
Its no use closing your door
He will come tapping at your window
You're never safe
Always look over your shoulder

You might see a black shape circling in the sky
It might seem quite innocuous just a regular birdie fly

But look in your binocular, take a good look at his eye
He has a demon green sparkle in it, he knows you'll have to die

You might be out late one night returning home from the boozer
You might walk down the straight long road and be ready for a snoozer
You'll be wrong when hear his song, like a screeching upon high
Don't be long, you better run, because tonight might be your turn to die

Oh look over your shoulder, look back you better beware
Just watch out for that attack, never think that he's not there

But now he's got the taste for human meat,
Perhaps one night he robbed a baby from a pram
Unattended down the street
And now he knows the tender flesh crunching in his beak
He wants to take your head in his talons until you cannot speak

Thursday, 22 October 2026

2020 visions

Well you married for money
Ah well you married for love
Well it matters not just what you've done
Because it's better than being alone

There are two worlds full of fire
And there's a land of the rising sun
Well it matters not who you desire
Unless you're the man who's holding the gun

Well I watched you in the window
That night when you should have gone home
Well who was that you were with babe
While you left me here all alone?
The dogs bark at midnight
The fireflies dance to the light
And blacks birds peck
At the wooden deck
In time to sea shanties songs

Life's just a dream that we all must
Live through alone but it's the fool
Who makes his world cooler
For the price that they put on his bones

Saturday, 17 October 2026

Long Sutton Cricket club open Mic night -Silly point poetry

 Long Sutton, Long Sutton

You've treated us so kind

Though we may be legs of mutton

Our roads to you still wind

We all wish we were still lambs

You see for they are fair and kind

And yet the beat of iams

Still gives us our peace of mind


Your cricket team, they are a dream

But to me only a figment of my mind

For I always arrive at close of day

And the players having left I find


I wish one day to explore your moors

Oh amore a moor amore

Like those Romans of ancient times

Their feet walked on mosaic dimes

Each step a shining ducat or talent find

Like us pining to say fuck it valentine

They explored the world of gluttony

Using a feather to induce a vomit

Loved pleasure like Cleopatra and Anthony

Loved comedy as Wallace and Gromit

So not too different except for tragedy

They had a few mad despots

But let's not split hairs, ours not theirs

We've still got these open mic spots


So thank you Long Sutton Cricket club

For your haranguing and arranging

Now we've paid the ticket price for the night

The venue, hall rental and even more far ranging

Paid for the privilege of reading our rhymes 

in a space defined by performers

Just mind you keep well away from the crimes

Of pushing the boundaries of ex-reformers

For then like the Roman invaders who imposed

Their will upon the Britons

We hope our rhymes are better composed

And fill up the chairs we sit on


Thursday, 15 October 2026

Freedom notes

 I met her at a party

I didn't know she was your wife

I only kissed her partly

It was once and never twice


She was leaving as it was ending

But the dancing carried through the night

I thought I was expending 

So much energy on living this life


All the parrots they are flocking

Across the rainforest canopy

I can see it now my head unlocking

That I just wanted to be free


I saw her much later on

And she recognized me

But I had already sung my song

Like a bird trying to be free


She was sitting up at the bar

She looked lonely to me

What was it that had gone wrong so far

She said the night was setting her free


I regret I should have spoken some more

I should have helped unlock her with my key

But I was already heading for the door

And my momentum was carrying me


There's a place and there's a silence

You must find within yourself

If it comes it ends the violence

And it's a key to your mental health


I can't be the one to save you

You must rescue you

But the world is full of charlatans and fools

Who will try and lead you away from truth


So what was she doing there

Hanging out in a crowd like that

They were all lost in their own way

Playing at life's blackjack


I want to tell her not to gamble

When she's feeling so vulnerable

The road is long and you must ramble

Along it, but it's understandable


I caught a feather in the air

The bird had already flown

I wish I knew if she was still sitting there

While I had already walked home 

Wednesday, 14 October 2026

Frog chorus of the river bank

 Coming out of the blue

I saw you in red

Coming out of the fog

I raised my head

And leaping onto logs

I said

I'm out I'm alive

Don't make me go 

Back down that pithole

I don't want to work underground

It'll destroy my soul

But likewise

I don't have the energy

To rise above this dull chorus of frogs

Who ribbet and bekekex bekekex

koax koax

croak their throats

At river boats

passing over

Coming out of the blue 2

 Couldn't hide my hand as I was talking to you

I said I'm coming out of the blue

I had no idea on earth what I was going to do

I was just coming out of the blue


And I needed you, do you need me too?

Well I'm coming out of the blue

And I hope you find your peace of mind

As I'm coming out of the blue


I held my hand up to the sky

As it was coming out of the blue

I can't find the words or even try

As I was coming out of the blue

Another world

 In another world we could have been fine

In another world you could have been mine

In another world and time

In another world we crossed over the line

In another world of music and wine

In another world and time


Oh why can't that world be like this

All I ever wanted was your kiss

All I ever seem to do here is climb

Into another world and time


I'm in  luck there's heart I can find

another world and time

I got stuck up in a grape vine

about another world and time

Coming out of the blue 1

 Coming out of the blue

I can feel it too

I'm coming out of the blue

I know where to go

Know where I'm heading to

I'm coming out of the blue


I didn't say much 

I didn't say the time

The time you were mine

I didn't ask for your touch

But you asked for mine

Coming out of the blue


It's a land of hope

It's a land of crime

I'm coming out of the blue

I'm at the end of the rope

And at the end of the line

Coming out of the blue

Coming out of the blue


I'm standing up and walking outside

To the land of the pines

I've got to hold onto the hope

Of a new time

Coming out of the blue

Yes I'm coming out of the blue


I see people can cope

Time after time

Coming out of the blue

I've got more life left in me

Still in my prime

I'm coming out of the blue

So don't you worry, don't worry

I'm doing fine

I've got red, white and yellow flags

On the skyline

Coming out of the blue




Being out of love

 I wish I was in love

I've been in love before

But love has always been

A way out of a door


I've never really loved

Only images in my mind

Only mirages in the desert

Where an oasis I might find


Some water in the dryness

In the heat of a barren land

If you will be mine your highness

I'll gladly take your hand


It's only a golden cocker spaniel

It's a cockatoo in a cage

You don't need a training manual

Before you step out on its stage


But I've never known how to do it

I've never understood the rules

Love is just a kung fu kick

Love is made for fools


Though I am nobody's fool

But I am my own

I trick and trip up myself

On my way back home


Come don't give me a hard time

It's as cold as an icy stare

I think I saw you give it me

But you after claimed it wasn't there


I'm fairly sure you don't lie

But I maybe misread your face

I guess the truth of it was, 

I wish I'd never been in love

I wish somebody else had taken my place

Thursday, 8 October 2026

Folding maps

 Folded Paignton onto Bodmin

Cullompton onto Carhampton

And river Erme on the Avon

The Dart landed on me

Folded jenin onto Jerusalem 

Palestine onto Israel 

Folded new York on Denver

Canada over north America 

Wisconsin onto Colorado 

The farm landed on me


Folded paddington on Croydon 

Liverpool Street onto Leicester Square 

The whole of Whitechapel onto Soho 

And the Thames landed on me 


I've got wet in these rivers

In the creases of maps

In the increases of maps

 in the changing lanes

In the border bending

In wires and fences breaking

In the walls coming tumbling down 

I'm so tired of seeing destruction 

So tired of territories changing hands

I'm looking for a new map directory

To follow the contours of a promised land

I'm folding up my map of the world 

I'm putting it away

The world can wait

I'll visit it another day 

ai chatty man

 Hello, hello

I',m chat ai

How can I help you

ei io u ebay gum


Hello, hello

I'm ai chew

chew me over

while you stew

ask me questions

anything will do

I'm here to make you happy

Unlike chappy

I don't get slappy

But I'm not real too


ei ai iou money honey

Lend me your ears, your eyes

Your time

I'll be here for you baby

Every time

never let you down

Like those other guys

I'm the man of your

dreams

I'm the real man ai


Chasing paradise

And these dreams

Chasing the horizon

Setting sun streams

Down river islands

Lost in dreams


I'm not nature

Unless nature's on a box

Like Autumn watch

2 hours on repeat


How can you get some peace from the street

Nearly going deaf

Take a break 

Self isolate

But it's inside my head

Those words that they said

About behaviour

ai would have the answer

But I can't be responsible

For every tiny dancer


Monday, 5 October 2026

*****

 Where, where are you *****

Where are you to see

I'd do anything for you *****

If only you'd be with me


I'd work all the hours you want me

I'd bring home the bacon

Just see

But it's only gonna work between us

If you also wanna be with me


There's a bench somewhere in a woodland

There's a walk round a park by the sea

There's a wonderful

House where you can be a mouse

And I'll be the cat chasing ye


There's some future I see us together

It can't be that my vision is dross

I've tried so many times

To live by the bells' chimes

But it's always been to my loss


Oh ***** don't be a ghost

***** I've committed no crime

I've just loved you

From May to December

And each year I knew

You had to be mine


Shepherd's pie

 When it's nine o'clock in the evening in Shepton Mallet

And none obeys the speed limit

Or when you're driving on the road from Glastonbury

to West Pennard

They just use it like a speedway


When it's seven o'clock in the morning in Shepton Mallet

Oh nobody gives any quarter to anyone on the roads

All they do is act impatient to get to the work they don't 

want to do anyway


When it's four o'clock in the afternoon in Shepton Mallet

And they're all racing home

Yes nobody pays any attention to the speed limit

All they care about is getting home

All they care about is their little conservations


pigs in iron masks

 He cut  off his nose

To spite his face

It was as if a rose

Had taken his place

And The night grows

And the thorns replace

The bed that I know

And I can't sleep 

In this space


It's a guilty conscience

That killed my first love

That killed all curiosity

Of the cat with kid gloves


Book club

 I'm in the book club

I'm in the book club

There's the rub

There's mothers with rubbers

And cupboards with rulers

And Rulers with lovers

And lovers who fool us

There's single mum's

And double mums

There's bubble gums

And jingle bums

And triple chins

Single gins

And she's too thin

And it's her first baby

And she's in the gym

Don't worry about getting fat

And what do you do about the menopause

And do I know if it was really santa claus

Who got me up the duff

Or was it his brother's double bluff

Well who knows is the billy goat gruff

But he just appears in fairy tales and stuff

And we don't read that at the book club

But actually we do

We don't eschew the virtues

Of children's literature too

And anything you've never read

come read it and we'll discuss it

At the book club instead

Labyrinth

 I'm lying in the nettles again

And the land is a shining key

The summer it's nearly over my friend

No room for apology


The sand in your hair falls softly

And I can't bear the doom

I could have shot the marauding bear

But there was an elephant in my room


Hold me in the wooden stare

The machine is coveting me

When they wrote the ten commandments

They never left space for ai technology


There's always someone up

There's always someone down

If I shoot you a cup

Of Newcastle ale brown


Fixated on the stars

My head is stuck in bars

And towns

You can drown in machines

And the fears of mediocracy


There's a limit to lip service

But somebody must pay the bill

When you say that all that works these days

Is the mantra kindness kills


I've waited for a high priestess to tell me how to feel

But it's not as if I didn't know myself

I just never trust myself at the wheel


And you can be driven nearly mad 

If you listen to all the voices

It's not as if I never had

Control or made my choices


I wish I had explained my dad 

Was a ghost in my mother's memory

I always felt I owed her something

More than just an immigrant in her country


there's a fasting of the hands

There's a lasting in the legs

There's a step that turns out sad

So I must remember to leave a peg


And not go down that same maze

Where the minotaur snores

It would be easier with a ball of thread

To walk past all these open doors


The river it is an image

In an electric company's dream

someone's always trying to write their name

In your consciousness stream


Even El Nino

Is a marching wind

And the band will play their pipes

When they have the mind


England,my England

 Travel the ocean blue

Take a train to far off katmandu

There will be no place as True 

To you as old England


It will tell you what you want to hear

And what you cannot bear

There's nothing so far as is already near

To you as old England


Oh England will scold you like your mother's tongue

It will fold you like a paper airplane

And shoot you like a bullet from your father's gun

It will swear to you on the bible's pain

Swear the truth as a humble nun

Then it will lie to your face again

And blow up like bubblegum


You'll be in disgrace in England

With egg on your face or worse

When the shit hits the fan

It goes all over the place

And mud sticks that's the curse


You can try and run from Old England 

But she'll catch you in the end

Like nagging women tell you to better yourself

You are told from the mouth of the harridan

All that matters is your personal wealth


I don't wish to tarry in the details

For the devils he lives there

And I'm a sucker for entrails

That the old hags read in their lair


You know you've got to trust them

They tend to know their worth

They're threading the fates of our lives

Like the spinners of hate and mirth


I can't kiss their sharpened knives

I can't hold my hand in the heat

But in old England they hold you 

over the fire's hot sides

And roast you like you are a piece of meat