Tuesday, 24 May 2011


I want to tell you all about it,
To express my fury, fears and frustration,
But it's like having a dirty secret.
I am not free to express myself, you see.

I would express scorching ash over her green shoots.
Shoot acid at her bare flesh.
Gouge her eyes so I can see,
Throttle my oxygen from her gasps.

So I must be strong, and silent.
And she?
There is no reciprocation in this pact.

But self pity is vile.

I must drink cool pools
Breathe deep draughts
And tell you, who travels alongside me,
I am the same as you.

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

The Poodles visited St Paul's

When the poodles went to St Pauls
They marvelled at Mr. Wren's halls
And on the way home
They posed with the dome
Dressed in their best wooly shawls.

Tuesday, 18 January 2011

A Point of View

I appear rude and thoughtless
And unappreciative of your care
Because you are far too touchy
And intolerably unfair.

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Them and Us

You're different from me
Look, you have freckles, and your hair is longer than mine.
We're different from them
Look, they have external reproductive organs,
But at least we're not like them.
Look, they've got big noses and speak with accents,
However, we are all more important than them.
They don't speak at all.
Look, they have four feet and some even crawl on their bellies.
Even so, we all have brains which is better than them.
They just grow in one place and can't think.
Nevertheless, they are organic which is superior to those.
They're not alive, only mineral.
They were bound together in sea beds and in volcanoes.
Which makes them more complex than those.
They formed in the stars.
But they're not completely un-transmutable.
Look, their nuclei are made from quarks.

When they burnt my Gran at the crematorium, all that was left was ashes,
We keep them in an urn on the mantle piece.