Category Archives: Poems

Mary Mack, jumping jack Not too rough Blind Mans bluff Ball tag fracture the flag Hide and seek every week Hide your face for kiss chase Hopscotch fun for everyone I spy with my little eye The playground echoes to … Continue reading →

Its reptilian jaw chomped Bony shell barely visible Amidst swaying blades Nimble teeth nibbled Mesh and floppy ears Casting eerie shadows Mournfully munching Grey wisps fluttered Billy goats gruff Swift hooves danced Lithe legs poised for flight Daring to graze … Continue reading →

Man is born free, yet everywhere he is in chains, So I read, That Rousseau said , And he is still right, Tonight, As freedom becomes twisted to make and sate Whatever self centred hybrid that we can create For … Continue reading →

For sale: Size ten Wedding dress Strapless off white, Sequin detail to the bust and waist area, Also comes with hoop required for dress. Why? Never worn.

I like bad girls, I like them rough and tough, I like their temptress looks, And I have to now confess to you That I am in love with Rebekah Brooks Rebekah will stop at nothing to get whatever she … Continue reading →

Will Be A Quiet Affair.

Too tight, too big, too low too small It never quite fits the way that she is The straight down hips, the protruding ribs She can buy kids clothes, looks like a doll Aspiring to the appearance of a juvenile … Continue reading →

Grey skies Shroud for mans toil Home of heavy metal Trusty workshop to an empire Sweet dust Proof house Proofed not proven The armourers true friend Cannon rifles and pistols bear Its mark Crowds roar Test match drama The Kop … Continue reading →

My response to Amy Rainbow’s “I Don’t”, “I Don’t Either”, elicited a further response from her. I naturally felt obliged to reply: Second Thoughts Your proposal was in jest? Well yes, you’re bound to say that now. Did your mother … Continue reading →

On Thursday I met a brilliant poet called Amy Rainbow, she performed a poem called “I Don’t – A Polite Refusal” which I liked very much and demanded a response, so I quote first Amy’s poem- then offer my reply, … Continue reading →