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I like to think of my poems as ‘misery with oomph’ taken from observations of life. I use poetry as a way of expressing my personality. I perform at various poetry events in London and have had a few poems published here and there. I am working towards publishing a book… or maybe two.
Libraries Alert goes on
21 November 2014
Regarding library week on the BBC here is my contribution about Kensal Rise Library which is now being tampered with. There is continuing confusion as to what will happen to the library. I have blogged before re this beloved place where I found solace and relaxation when recuperating after a major illness. Having no decent computer at the time I was glad to see my council tax was going towards such a worthwhile cause and helped to keep me in touch with the cyber world. It smelt of wood and wax...
Plead Plead Plead - The App
1 December 2014
I thought I was watching playtime at the local primary school on the tele last night. See if you can guess what super freak programme it was!! The App Please Please Please Pick me I’m the egoist I’m the IDest I’m the greatest I can throw my toys further I can stab you in the back I can lick your arse I can create a farce I can beg and plead So that you NEED NEED NEED ME Lord Succour...
X Marks the Spot
11 December 2014
Trying to get in X-Mass spirit! This poem was penned because a few years ago Radio 4 were after poems and that all entries would be read by John Hegley. However it would be an unearthly hour in the a.m. and I thought, well, I'll never hear it anyway. But the demon sleeplessness abounded and this time it was fortunate although having my ear stuck to the radio trying not disturb anyone, intent my listening mission. Nowt! I go an write a poem about what I hate and...
Happy New Year and Thanks Be to DAO!
5 January 2015
Grrrrr... started this blog, blow, blah to shake of the X-mass noo year blues that have dwindled into 2015 hence a wake up call to say **** 'em all I'm getting my act together!! And then there's an electrical surge!! Gathering my negative thoughts and turning them to positives is helped by DAO being there, right here right now, for me, we, us, the bloggers, to rant our asses off!! Wanting to share my insecurity at not receiving X cards but feeling a hypocrite as I was away for...
8 February 2015
Appalled at the bastardisation of London Town I weep for Soho.....and the brave squatters of the 12 Bar club..... Soho Knights Soho’s for Bohos n Bros Who pose Yeah n Prose Fishnet hosiery n clo’hes Provocateurs who chose Not so white bright lights To be Queens and Knights Of the red n cosy n low n seedy Not greedy For women needy Come in, number 1 Greek Street, Soho’s historic shelter St Barnabus to welcome us Now it's a members club Soho speaks to us:...
Valensigh....er sign! It's that time again!
12 February 2015
Cross my arms
Over my chest
I love you
In the US
I prefer Sign UK
Touch my heart
In the English way
Point my middle finger
To my heart and point to you
To say amo-te in Portugal
J’taime I give you my heart in French
Ich leibe dich crossed German
hands flutter from my heart
Moths will always dance round a flame....
14 April 2015
Candle Styx So it goes moths gather round a flame So the mollycoddled will get theirs fanned So sure are the popular of their fame So sure their bullshit will go untamed So sure the covert stirrer will not be exposed So assured worshipful oohs and ahhs Now you know the tricks That duped your younger self Gullibility and ignorance helped you on To places where you survived But one day woke to realise You were just a joke, accessorising their egos Exorcist of their remorse When the real needy are...
8 May 2015
Mine eyes have the seen goriness Of the coming of the Tories Life now won't be so glorious It'll be just bloody tedious The government promotes shareholders and selfishness and greediness Thatcher's troops go marching on! C'mon everybody - chorus: Gory Tories will deceive us Gory Tories will deceive us Gory Tories will deceive us Thatcher's troops are marching...
Back to School
12 June 2015
Back to School The bullies never stop But this time I won't let it drop I must fight Disparaging bile 'You're the problem!' Spread by those who seem servile When it’s your face that doesn't belong Purging my wrath at Survivors Looking good and acting strong Performed primal screams, satisfying But vulnerability's not gone I shone for a while but tears never stop 'Because I've been wrongly accused’ I guess it’s the trait of all...
Lee and Moody...two greats gone!
15 June 2015
Just to record my feelings and memories of Christopher Lee and Ron Moody who lived to great ages and both died last week. I think they reached everyone with their charisma and performances! One sucked blood which could represent the present government and the austerity measures and the other resorted to picking pockets!!! Christopher Lee’s Dead! If I had a Hammer Horror I’d nail it to the door Where’er He Christopher Lee Has gone Our Lord and Master Of blood...
3 July 2015
Wimbledon I could plot my life Opportunities lost By Wimbledon Indolence won On a hospital tea room ragged seat I could have been with a Friday crowd Having fun being loud But the Men’s Semis Lured me on the TV In 03 Grateful for the difficult sec Who was mightily rude to me as a temp The agency said ‘go home’ Rather than money lost I relished the chance to see The men’s quarter finals In 93 In between I lost interest Tennis bereft Of character And I harped back to...
10 July 2015
Another 'bus home' scenario that make me smile, make me frown, make me want to write it down! Trolley Folly They could be friends Walk at same pace Instead the argue across the aisle ‘I had a hip replacement – nothing wrong with you’ He upright the three wheeled disabled walker updated zimmer man (not Robert but I wrote this poem for you!) A trike strike! ‘I got bad legs’ said the woman with the raffia basket trolley affair (Clang, clang, clang went...
29 January 2016
The art of disabling a life, the art of stifling progression, the art of crushing is the job of the Slapper! Trying to follow the rules of the 'so what' theory in that I was advised to expand on depressing poetry by making it readable I managed to get this one on page and then try and make it jolly! Well, it ended up quite rhythmic 'cause sticks and stones can break your bones..... Having read a self help book (the name of which I forget now), I did cling to the idea the...
I'm sick of the British worker being berated as lazy!
28 February 2014
It seems that that the latest whipping boy/ girl/ woman/ man is British Workers being called 'lazy'. Not turning up on time, not wanting to work was quoted by the latest pompous ass Jay Rayner on Question Time this week. How dare he - sat up there not lacking in food by the looks of him, with his radio programmes, tv appearances and now political commentator - insult us like this? The British working classes (and that insulting term 'underclass') are the...
7 March 2014
A lot o’ folk say ‘ah wa’ 1st lass in ar fam’ly to guh t’university’….well, Ah wa’ 1st lass in ar fam’ly to guh rahnd tarn… quite an experience! Very educational. Me poor grandma told me stories abaht blackleadin’ t’aga an’ tekkin broth ‘n’ ash to her brothers in t’in glass factory; in fact, her brother made her a glass pig that I always said ‘it’s nowt like a...