Poetry

Monday, 11 May 2020

Cinderella Mother

She is slipping under the carpet
Under the rug
Being forgotten about
Forgetting to sweep up
There
She leaves
Traces of her dust
And we know she has been there
By her fingerprints

Did she ever go to the ball?
Why yes
She wore the glass slipper too
And she danced
Oh how she danced
I can remember her
Swirling on the floor

I remember the hour
Then the minutes before
Midnight
When the cruel clock strikes
And another day of life is done

Where is her Prince Charming?
Where is her sun?
It is setting now
Going down over the brow
Of the hill
Soon her time will come
Soon her day will be done

And the glass slipper will be put back on the shelf
The clothes, the dresses and gowns
Will be hung up, put away into the closet
And the doors finally closed
For good

Saturday, 9 May 2020

Hercules in Harrods

I've seen you in the bushes
In the burly Roman guard
I've seen you keeping vigil
Outside the tower of the shard
That reaches up to heaven
But it reaches oh so hard
Oh all you ever needed
Was to shuffle your cards

I've seen you in the wasteland of a certain despair
And in  the Angel land of haste and lightfooted care
I've see you in the faces of the disgraced
And overwrought
But all these marbled insults of incidents
Add up to nought

Go keep the goalies head warm with your wooly thought
Go save him from defeat in the land of golden sport
Where all is fair in love as it is in war
Oh go hang all your consequences upon a new year's wall

There are scenes we must walk on through
There are days alone that we all are due
And to say each day is numbered, well the thought is true
But come hold to me your promises of a lifetime's hue

Don't yield in the beginning when the men are bold
And the shipwrecks to the mermaids have all been sold
And the sailors sew their yarns into another fold
Just bring me in your harbour, warm my cold

I'll bake with you for hours in the sun's strong rays
And hold counsels in the towers for days and days
And one by one your powers will be saved
For all the delicate flowers bowed their heads and waved

Thursday, 7 May 2020

Oblivion / live on

Oblivion
Is a rolling thunder, it is a dark horse riding
It is in the sky
And under, cover of the horizon

The ships of blue will see it too
In the depths of the waters passing by them
Oh Oblivion, oblivion
Live on you crazy diamond

Oblivion is you, it is the fear
That it will all be gone
Oblivion is me, it is sad to hear
I will never hear your song
Oblivion you wanted,
Yet you wanted the very best
But you always pushed out from the crowd
Always rode the proud waves crest

Oblivion through all we see
The double dutch of witch craftery
Never more pressing than the song
Now into oblivion you are gone

Mirror, mirror


Well I'm broken, I'm shattered
On the ground I'm in pieces
Glass shards scatter
Each a synthesis of your thesis
Well its all that mattered
Yes I brought you great wealth
And all I ever did was show you yourself

Mirror mirror on the wall
Mark my words this time
Before you fall
Seven years bad luck
If you don't remember me at all
You can never get back
What you broke,
You'll end up looking like some kind of joke
Just turn the other cheek, it's bad for your health
And all I ever did was show you yourself

Don't shoot the messenger
I've commited no crime
Only brought you up to date with a reflection of mine
We can all be sinners, we can all hate
Well you might be beginners but its never too late
The mirror never lies, it sees when he cries
It sees when she states
Her falsehoods like toadstools that grow on rotten stumps
Out in the forest where the hare jumps
Then she picks them and pickles them in jars on the shelf
And all I ever did was show you yourself

You try walking away
But you look over your shoulder
Don't think I missed that,
You think you look older or you're getting fat
I'm not going to lie, Its all in the eye of the beholder
But is it you or I, who needs the help?
And all I ever did was show you yourself


Sunday, 26 April 2020

Glossary of unusual terms no. 1

Template - when it should be warmer than it is by now

The call of the wild

They say that time's a healer
And that you will walk in liberty
But I know I cannot hear ya
quite so perfectly

As I wallow in the swamps
And the lowlands of the free
The high hills and the humps
Show me the way to the sea

Oh why can't you hold your horses
Or rein in the deer from the field
I'll be with you down river courses
You will hear the call of the wild

So perfectly

So perfectly

Each Salmon swims up river
Back to the place they were born
Well I was born in that small town
Where the wind blows over the corn

And I hear my name called aloud
I can hear the mission bells
For all those fighting in the sounds
Like an echo down distant well

And I come back like an animal
All instinct, imperfectly
Don't go home like a child
When you hear the call of the wild

So perfectly

So perfectly

Romeo at stake

Re-write Romeo and Juliet set in Coronavirus times

What would you say to Romeo if he asked you to go out
When you were on your balcony
But you couldn't go, you had to shout:

Romeo, Romeo where is your mask?

-I sold it, I forgot it, oh why do you ask?

Well I would never kiss a one such as you
Who might give me the plague
With his tongue turned blue

-Oh don't be silly child
This plague is but a trifle
Just a little cold, nothing to stifle
Our love affair of two hearts such as ours
Which are lions of passion and Art writ large

Now I don't want to be the first one to call
For tolerance and temperance
But the writing's on the wall
You should not even be out on the streets this late
Its way past the curfew nevermind love nor hate

-Oh my lady of largess, who commands my heart
Set my fleets rolling, you know they do start
And now you wish to turn them away
At your window bay, let them in your harbour
My good seamen will pay

I like not the cut of your jib, you fib, good sir
You fib, yes you fib, fib, fib
You would say you love me for my heart
But what you really want is my money
Oh you men are all alike
Show you a stocking and you come over all funny