Month: Sep 2019

I know, they know, we know,  how do you know?

Buy a motor-home  to Europe   go
Soon there will  be built a  British Wall
I know, they know, we know, you know

See the Concentration Camps,enjoy
Buy a reproduction of the Fall
Buy a motor-home,  to Europe  go

Go to France, where is the Maginot?
See the Europeans in our thrall
I know, they know, we know, you  know

See the Rhine and Rhone and how they flow
Hear the people  laughing at our calls
Buy a motor-home,  and to Europe  go

Churchill bombed out Dresden in the War
Even great men’s deeds  will us appal
I know, they know, we know,  who knows?

 By the hands of   politicians mauled
Beetles on our breasts will shortly crawl
Buy a motor-home,  to Europe  never go
I know, they know, we know,   he knows?

In the Ball, he think he is the belle

Politicians come in many grades
Oxford Cambridge,Eton,Harrow Hill
But with Johnson miming humour I’m afraid

With a merry smile, he must get laid
Are his ladies ever on the pill?
Politicians come in many grades

What we do confuses what we say
Does he pay his mistresses and  tell?
With him miming humour I’m afraid

See him looking angry on the dais
No-one likes his jokes, they make us ill
Politicians come in many grades

He  conquers but now so much  is displayed
He is not so jovial on his hill
With his  so called humour I’m afraid

In the Ball he think he is the belle
Britain has no comedy, it’s Hell
Politicians come in many grades
With Johnson’s antic humour I’m dismayed

 

 

An early work

Come live with me and be my help-meet now
I’ll share my bed with you and how!
If you let me love you
I’ll darn your old gloves for you..
If you come and meet me brow to brow.

Come live with me and teach me all you know
About poetic licence and Soho
I’ll mend your vacuum cleaner
And learn expressions meaner.
How cheerfully the hours to come will go,

Come live with me and be my lover true
Without one,how will ever we do?
I’ll set up model railways
And learn the Jewish weekdays
Come live with me and I will sweep your flue.

Come live with me in Norway on a fjord
I’ll mend my Canon Powershot if I’m bored.
I’ll watch the ice flowers growing
And then we must be sowing.
When  will Newton’s apples  strike a chord?

Your love mine and  all the earth’s divine

When we think of what’s inside  our skin
The sacred heart and the  most precious blood
The fire that burns alone without  new wood
The still small voice, the  mind and soul within

The systematic violence  of our kin
The  burning  church, the  holy books in flames
While  the leaders swagger  and play games
Unmoved, they kill  our culture as  protection

Yet the mother  will protect her child
Would that we could do the same for all the world
Your love mine and  all the earth’s divine
Would that we  had not  so long defiled.

And as the curtain falls across the stage
Would that  life was real and we engaged

The people are enraged  about our Play

I dare not watch the News again today
The House of Commons  deep in its own fray
Our leader is as stupid as an ox
Who thinks that he’s as cunning as a fox

We the people are at Civil War
The regime has  split and rotted all our cores
Like Blake’s rose which had its sweet decay
The people are enraged  about our Play

Shakespeare   could not write one apposite
We  cannot find a good enough play-right
The  people nondescript  because unknown
Biting their thin fingers to the bone.

Let somebody rid us of this rogue
Before our weak “democracy” erodes

He wooed me with a paucity of tact

He wooed me with a paucity of tact
Assumption is the enemy of gain
Good manners were a quality he lacked

He teeth were yellow, more,  his brain was cracked
He did not leave and neither would remain
He wooed me with a paucity of tact

He did not know his fantasy from fact
Upon this earth his face would bring all shame
Good manners were a quality he lacked

For my boundaries ,he’d no respect
He  did not even try to entertain
He wooed me with a paucity of tact

Keep a little mystery ice packed
Never tell the time  nor give your name
Good manners are a quality most lack.

As Wittgenstein  has mentioned, life’s a game
But time flows on so we can’t play again
He wooed me with a paucity of tact
His manners turned to malice , Facebook tracked

 

Life is not what’s said but what we heard

Life is movement life is song and word
We try to capture life in all its forms
Life is wild as tigers,sweet as birds

Life is what we get yet don’t deserve
The birth of infants and the  food of worms
Life is movement life is song and word

Life is not what’s said but what we heard
Grace comes down like leaves as Autumn turns
Life is wild as tigers,small as birds

Like a boiling pot that must be stirred
We need to watch  for only then we learn
Life is movement life is song and word

Love comes to the empty, is not earned
The heart   like Joan of Arc  is made to burn
Life archaic , everlasting curves

Of our empty fantasy we’re shorn
Like the fields of wheat and barley corn
Life is movement life is song and word
Life is a wild melody   lovelorn

 

Another Autumn comes with spiralled snails

Another Autumn comes ,I see damp snails
Boris Kemal Johnson hits the  roof
Brexit  and its battles , he may fail 

A carnivore, he leaves  bloody trails
And he rarely tells the honest truth
Another Autumn comes with spiralled snails

Is it just bad luck  we should bewail?
He does not seem a  leader but a spoof
Brexit  and its battles , he may fail 

Now the  media float in Autumn gales
The people read  but  is there any truth?
Another Autumn comes  with flying snails

Jews attacked in Hertfordshire,I pale.
The baby’s pram was knocked about,  oh grief!
Brexit  and its battles   let them fail 

Anger,rage and violence  hard to soothe
Jesus  is a shadow, evil looms
Another Autumn comes , are we the snails?
Brexit  and its battles , will we fail ?

 

Sexism in my advice

person standing in snowy field under white and orange skies
Photo by Sam Kolder on Pexels.com

 

I realise it did not tell men how to keep warm in winter.It might be easier for them if they can buy trousers made of wool or thick cord.And we have heard that policeman wear tights under their trousers! You can get long legged underpants and woollen vests
With a shirt and jumper and a warm coat,you will be quite hot.
That is the problem.If you have central heating and a car you don’t have to stand at a bus stop in icy winds.
If you dress warmly and then go into a shop like M&S it can be uncomfortable.I nearly fainted once.
Don’t wear a balaclava especially if there is no backstop