Category Archives: Poems

Southampton The  brass band played Streamers cascaded Klaxons blared We lined the rails overlooking the quay New York far off, Distant Rule Britannia,  A life on the ocean wave The British grenadiers ,and ,as we cast off God save the … Continue reading →

Vindicated Quite quite still, not a sound No bother, no trouble Laying cold on the ground The body angular, inert unfound Soft wind blows  slowly past the rubble Quite quite still, not a sound A transgression taxed pound  for pound … Continue reading →

Skinless I have no skin My skin has abandoned me I am now vulnerable, defenceless and fragile – It left me with my memory With all the memories of my birth And of the wound I received when I jumped … Continue reading →

Shylock’s lament Rates go up, as well as down And an unpaid surer cannot be sound A penny short requires an eye or a tooth We have to live and that’s the truth Some call me base, my trade so … Continue reading →

Under The Volcano Oblivion awaits us all It is a long time To pre-empt it artificially Seems a waste I have never been to Mexico But should like to remember my visit All of us live a life in one … Continue reading →

Going Equipped The officer stopped me, fairly, but firmly Could you open your bag please? What do we have here? Alliteration Assonance Onomatopoeia Metaphor Simile Personification Repetition Hyperbole Enjambment Anaphor Epistrophe Caesura Couplets Refrains Rhythms I Suspect  you of Going … Continue reading →

I have been asked to write and perform at two events celebrating this occasion. It is, and was, very easy to be ultra cynical, particularly from a child of the Silver Jubilee, the Sex Pistols and the “stuff the Jubilee” … Continue reading →

Inspiration in rhyme 1.Etheric healing Healing of the body, as well as the soul That is Dom ignacios’ dedicated goal Flowing through portals from dimension to dimension Etheric and physical healing his avowed intention Tap into his power, use his … Continue reading →

children like a Story, repetition, rhyme,and animals Cyril The Seagull Cyril the seagull swoops and loops He dives and he dips, Cyril the seagull likes other people’s chips Boating lake  in Roath Park, Cardiff Riding a giant swan Paddles slapping … Continue reading →

Let there be Let there be clouds Let there be rain Let there be sunshine Let there be hail Let there be wind In your sails Let there be smiles Let there be jokes Let there be laughter Let there … Continue reading →