Poetry

Saturday, 8 April 2023

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

Friday, 7 April 2023

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