Like water into wine

 When the banks were brought down upon us

And the Bakelite sheen wore off 

I pore my heart with a watering can 

But as I watered the roses of my garden

What came out was only blood

And when I opened my veins with a knife from B and Q

What came out was water

I say, who knew?

Well Who knew was Wessex water - when they imposed a hose pipe ban

We had to turn our blood into water

And then our blood was turned into wine

Well what a miracle did unfold

As the valleys all dried up

A man there walking on water

Except he did it in a drought

and in fact he walked on pillars of salt

And he built his home on pillars of sand

And oh shake my hand some more

For this water is the blood of the land

And if you ban my blood

Well I might as well slit my drains

And let the water flood

Until the arrival of the rains

Third party fire and theft

 It was the third party I went to

And I really wasn't insured

For fire theft and damage

Oh I really can't get bored

First a man blew up the kettle

Next the water mains burst

Then I saw a rusted piece of metal

But it was gold of course

The lady had left her jewellery out

Well what a dope I thought

It surprised me not

When I heard the shot

And knew I had been caught

I was the thief at the party

I was the fire starter

I was the sod, the act of God

My blood was what caused the flood

Insure me if you like

I'm going to prison for stealing a bike

There is not much you can untie

From a story made of knots

Toy Poi

 Poi what's your reason?

Poi to go round and round

The joy of the season?

The sights and the sounds

Butterflies,

Wabbage Kites

Savage knights

On horses bites

The power and the poison,

The poison and the power

Chasing in circles, in circles

round and round

Fly after the sun, 

Fly towards the light

Its moth dance

Poi father riding in the clouds

Poi son dripping from the needle

Anecdotes, speaking antidotes

Castle clock

 The castle walls of Bishop's rock

That tick away with tidal clock

And listen on a body engraved by time

Listen to the water clock,

Time it rolls on

Ever the peaks and troughs ensue

Lapping at the laces

sapping at the shoe

Clapping hands in races

Of the egg and spoon

Holding up your swimming aces

Letting flags of colour croon

Body mark of the waves

The Bishop's hats, the white slaves

Driven by relentless whip

Driven kind or thirsty at the water's lip

I'm a high tide, and then a low

Pulled by the moon in tow

None can escape its sway

I'm waist deep in time

The further out I wade

Time's ocean laps the shore

And ripples underwater tones

If this air we breath is living

Then underwater is the sinking stone

Forever marking river bone

Ever reaching for the sunset

Scrambling an infinite egg

The gold we tried to gather

The rainbows loot we never get

Sun brows knitted, finally release

And time like a knife cuts us loose 

Into a land of blessed peace

Can we ever touch the sun

Or find the horizon

Some time when I am neck deep

I will look to you

To hold the tides of time back

Oh just before we both shall sleep

Where has the morning gone?

 Oh where has the morning gone

I have slept my whole life long

And into the cartoon world

Of Miss Saigon, the planets re-align

Yet I sleep on

Oh tell me where has the morning gone?

Moons in shape like chariots

Spin out from my eye's gaze

The fruits which bough the tree

As a fountain, hang low

In the Sun's high rays

Where now do the shoots of new growth spread?

Oh nowhere except to tie me

Down into my bed

Oh sleep you great invader

You harbinger of death

Crawl back under your rock

Let me raise my head

The day is bright and I might

Make of it what I may

Where has the morning gone

Now the night has gone away?

Almost wanted man

 Almost wanted man

It's hard to see where you stand

Whether in the window

Or the bus station queue

Almost wanted man it is sad but it's true

I've really almost never really wanted to be you

It's not like being invisible because at least that's risible

And you can have a laugh over a can or two

But when nobody wants you

Well they might as well affront you

And tell you straight get out of town

You've never done any harm

Never looked the wrong way at a bandit with no arm

Never even argued for your due

It should not come as a shock

But I'm sure you've checked your stock

And noticed that you've run out of

Pencils to chew

Almost wanted man

Boom and Bust

 Boom and bust

Doom and dust

Loom and lust

Just fit us as you cussed

And call the dancers in 

Come and pour some more gin

The Poor are eating out the bin

The thin are fat, the fat get thin

Oh who's to lose and who's to win?

I cannot tell if it's her or him

Is it all going down the pan

The stags are fighting in Japan

The Bears are raging at the Inn

The flat landers deflating in Holland

Oh force the curse

Or course the sin

The river rages far within

The castle walls of Bishop's rock

And the Scilly isles are in some shock

At Brazilian worms

And Eels slither

Up the Thames where they deliver

Rumours of

A rabies itch

Inch by stagnating inch