Poetry

Thursday, 13 March 2025

Tesla on the 376

 I met Tesla riding the 376

Back up to Bristol, licking his lips

At the prospect of throwing sticks

At the university of dirty tricks


He told me once I needed a bride

He showed me how I had no pride

Then Freud turned round and said

Einstein's Died

And so has Ego in the world's tide


But superman sat upon a park bench

And when I looked around 

I saw a mensch who was talking

To a Nazi hench

About the stench of a cooking wench


It all erupted in World war three

And I hoped that Tesla didn't see

For lightning Conductors and

Time machines

Could drag him away from me

Portland Bill - Fish out of water -don't kill Bill

 Portland bill, Portland bill he was a friend of mine

But then he choked on the smoke

More bitter than a lemon rind

So we stand along the shore

Yes we stand in line

Because we don't want them to kill our bill

 We're keeping him in mind


Portland Bill, Portland Bill

Walking around your town

All I see Are faces

A lot of them look down

They say we don't want no dump trucks here

Grinding up our minds

With their drills and tyres whirring

With their hammer thumps in time

They say Portland Bill, Portland Bill 

He was a friend of mine


They say the council turned them down

So the company appealed

Bitter as a lemon rind

Sore losers for the underdogs

But it's big money

Sways the mind

Giving them security

Strangling

The voices of the kind

Because Portland Bill, oh Portland Bill

He was a friend of mine


the proposed Portland incinerator case: https://portlandassociation.co.uk/the-portland-incinerator/


Wednesday, 12 March 2025

Vicious wishes

 Oh the steady stead of progress

Oh the lies of all the

Back biting dirty handed grease

Chopping the choppy ocean

Peppering the peptide brain

With kisses of devotion

Like in the silence of the grain

Fields of night in stars

Where the starlings feed

And missing you in motor cars

Scars across motorways


Across the desert landscape

We set off and face

The harshest of the hurricanes

All forgiveness jeopardy

of the hunting leopard too

Large in lioness adversity

To become a beauty

Yet spotted in vigilante vigils

Of a society of cheetahs

And well-wishers

Viciousness of wishing wells

I nearly broke my back

Looking into

The taste of cold wet pennies

And the blackness

Looking in the well

For the stars


You were there also mother Mary

Evangelist

Archangel Michael's list

Of those he deems a demon

And will strike down with his sword

And I on the roof

Tied to the chimney

On look out for Santa Clause

But all I found was my father

Signalling a beacon

Looking for the signs above

On when and how to leave us

In a gentle departure

Like is Christmas in all

Its ever-diminishing evolutions

Until all we have are national holidays

To believe in

Staring down the well

And looking for the stars

And carving out our names in

The setting cement of mortar

Like engravings on a gravestone

In a cemetery

Who would throw stones

At glass houses

If they knew what promises

Could be broken

And quite how vicious

All our wishes are

Little Egret of Great Worth

 little egrets of great wealth

Come to me in your hour of health

And stick it to the stickman

Who walks in the straw bale caravan

Stick it to the heron

And the heroes and the heroines

Stick it to the starving starlings

And the burbling blackbirds


Little Egrets of great worth

Come to see the garden's mirth

And play upon the fretted field

Das spiegel und das miele

Find the shark, and shore your teeth

Little Egrets of harsh relief

Sable stable upon the grief

Silhouette statue chief

Little egret prayer's belief

For the cutted diamond studded reef

Wednesday, 5 March 2025

Camelot two

 I came a lot to see you

I came a lot I did

But that was before I bid you

Good night and slid

Slid a away like a snake

And hid beneath a dustbin lid

But before I came a lot to see you

When the sun shone where we hid


I need a lot to see you

I need it a lot I do

I wish I could be near you

Not caged inside this zoo

With all the other animals

Who knew you, I but was 

A pet to you

For I came a lot to see you

Before they locked me up here too

Dinosaurs

 D When you're young

F Dinosaurs mean a lot to you

D When you're young

D yes when you're young

F Dinosaurs mean C a lot to you G


When you're old

Yes when you're old

You're like a dinosaur in a zoo

When you're old

Yes when you're old

You're like a dinosaur in a zoo


Maybe that's why

When you're young

Dinosaurs mean so much to you


When you're young

Yes when you're young

You do what you want to

When you're old

Yes when you're old

You do what you want to


So I want to be a dinosaur

Roaming around with you

Because that's

The best thing to be

That I can think of for me

And for you

Monday, 3 March 2025

Camelot

 I met a knight upon the road

He said he was looking for buried gold

But buried near or buried far

He could not tell, he was following a star

And it told him left or right

When to duck and when to fight

Around each corner, tract or Spinney

He rode his mare and she did whinney

At the appalling gusts of wind

That blew in his face and thinned

The locks he grew when he was young

But though he grew old, this knight was strong

Ever searching for where he did belong

A landscape of the Avalon


I met a knight upon the road 

In his search for Camelot

We crossed paths and he shone

As a light of knowledge gone

From our world of busy men

As heaven holds

Her head a loft

And blesses in Sun the Castle Camelot


Arise Sir Knight and see through soft mists

Your lady rise from the lake as gift

Of giving life, and love and water

For the thirsty knight, in search of

a King's daughter

A princess whom the pure of heart shall find

But always searching for a love to bind


I left him there, and he shot an arrow

It passed through forests and cliff gaps narrow

It sailed out to the restless sea

And there it left its mark on me