Poetry

Sunday, 14 December 2025

Just in time deliveries, Uber politics app

 tintinnabulations

 and contraindications

of Asbestos poisonings

from the ivy on the wall

Thunder on April Fools

Current runners running Affairs

Who's the fairest of them all?

Look in the mirror of Spice girl hall

You can't catch me I'm the gingerbread man

Pan headed Pan of chocolate mousse Dan

Roll up your sleeves give it some elbow grease

More thrifty Forbes and Fergie, the dead beat lay loose

Blasted by royal trumpets

Tearing out strawberries from last year's crop


fissiparity irregularity

And uncertain congeniality

Especially Asparagus conspiratorial 

Of the Auspicious moon

And she's a Sarah Palin of the moment

Can tell you all about the politics 

Of the liberal agenda and its moves

Against the Maga movement

But for all her talk she's never done a blind thing

About it, so is really just as culpable 

As the rest of us for our doom


Yet if you see the starfish she will lose an arm or two

But continue to grow

In ever spreading fingers through the rock pool

And other's just eat their mothers and brothers

But we've moved on from that all

Haven't we?

Or are we still struggling out of the sea?


Christmas in a nutshell

 Well I tried to crack my walnuts

I tried to eat my cashews

But the fact of the matter man

Is while I try to eschew

My worldly responsibilities

Of academia mediocrities

My macadamia Aristoteles

Was shooing away a squirrel


Keep your Christmas platitudes

I've got my attitudes

You could give me some latitude

But of course you already do

Perhaps it's unresolved trauma

Of some bedroom Nessun dorma

But swap my Nissan for a Korma

And my Kingdom for a horse or two


I've definitely suffered slings and arrows

But unlike Hamlet, I took to wheelbarrows

Less dramatic one could say than murder

Probably more phlegmatic

Easily a more cowardly act it

is it to be a herder than a murderer


Yet we can't all be Shakespeare's Hamlet

 We can't all die on our swords

As Yul Brynner says in the Magnificent Seven

A coward dies a thousand times

A hero only once

Perhaps that's a choice I make

Perhaps I need some more Christmas nuts

  

Thursday, 11 December 2025

Get off my lanterns

 Well the lanterns they are hanging

And blowing in the breeze

And I am out there thanking

Jesus saying Jeez


I wish that I could meet ya

I'm alone

But love is sweet

For the friends


The mistletoe came alive

In my car

What no one realized

Was that is was an alien

From outer space


Get off my lanterns I said to it

But it just kept on spreading

Where it did sit


Get off my lanterns

And onto my tree

Show me a land 

Where we all are free


It don't seem like God's here

No more, we've all forgotten 

How to pray

So let's open the barn door

And make what we can of the hay


Get off my lanterns

She said to me

Who me?!, I said with an innocent guile

But in my heart I knew

I was a crocodile

Yes, you, with the head and the eyes

And the hands

Jack of the field

Leave alone my lanterns


But they're shining so brightly

In the dim winter haze

I just want to lie beneath them and laze

Wednesday, 10 December 2025

A Christmas Carol

 Looking for a christmas carol

Looking for to make ends meet

Looking for a Christmas carol

On this dead end Christmas Street


The road is hard, the road is narrow

What is good and what is meet

I'm looking for a Christmas carol 

on this dead end Christmas street


Jesus came to me like a sparrow

Singing strong and oh so sweet

With a voice so deep but shallow

A little Carol on Christmas Street


It was dark and in the shadow

And down the road no one to meet

But his heart was like a rainbow

Lighting up the Christmas street


And I know this Christmas Carol

Is the best one I can't beat

For I hear it when I'm walking

Down the road to Christmas Street 

Sunday, 7 December 2025

The Birmingham canals

 I was on a submarine (sunburnt marine)

Somewhere over near Birmingham

We'd come the wrong way up the canals

Whoo ee, whoo ey

What a bow wave

All up the Birmingham canal


I saw New Street from the crow's nest

And the Bull Ring

We torpedoed in a haze

But the silversmiths built us a new ship's hull

And a shining, spangling we heave-hoed


All the way to the Brummie navy

Come on chums and climb aboard

I'm just ready for the black country

Where I can lay my soul down in the coals

See what tomorrow brings

 For we don't know what tomorrow will bring

The sea is a changing thing

For the clouds roll on

The sky's ever changing

We cannot hold onto a transient thing

All the small things matter

Don't be so cruel my love

Our life can be in peril

A fountain that's trembling

All the falling snow

All the light things

Only kindness bears the weight of tragedy

Only heat can melt the icy spring

Let the waters flow

See what tomorrow brings

See what tomorrow brings

Life

 How can they tell,

And where is the switch

Who told the driver to drive into the ditch

All that I know is that life is an itch

And you must scratch it unless

It gonna have you in fits


How could he go

Where will they hitch

How will I know now

Life can be a ...