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1h · 55
Lost religions
A floodlight
but up in old Lancashire
the old Lancastrian
would say a floodleet
which is quaint and rather
sweet.

remembering t'mill
and t'pigswill bins
for pig farm
which did nay harm but
left an awful stink.

and t'stone jetty known as
Tortoise Shell,
never knew why it was so
it were just somewhere to go
when bunking off school.
15h · 65
Steptoe
Start
stop
horse and crop
the cart comes on behind.

Streets lined with cobblestones
wooden wheels
always feels like
rag and bone
rag and bone
sometimes through a megaphone

days gone by
I wonder why
copper is six quid a ton.
1d · 49
What?
If ever 'whatever' comes
I'll be ready
whenever that is.
1d · 33
As the crows fly
Atlas cries as he holds up the sky
Chicken Little is living the dream
the jelly has babies
the world's full of maybe's
Campbell's condensing more cream.

Somehow I awake
so now
I am woke
let's see how that plays out.

I'm getting my act together
I might take it out on the road,
but the weather's against me
my knees are quite dodgy
and my hip is not hip anymore.
Untied
still they tried
to avoid
drifting off to
sleep.
2d · 32
Hopes and dreams
I once went prospecting for gold
was told it was up in those hills
I found bugga all bar some soil
and black coal,

The doctor prescribed me some pills.
2d · 125
That Radio 4 thing
it's time for,
prayer for the day

I hope
I make it down
or up
depending
on which way
I'm going.
I opened my eyes and it was raining
it would probably have been raining
if I had kept them shut but then..
..and then
I thought what then?

see how thoughts are cut down in their prime.

coffee tastes the same in spite of the rain
the radio still plays and
the day's still the day I woke into.

it's 5:15 or 5:16
and I wonder if this is known as
living the dream.
There's not much to do when there's not much to do and there's not much we can do about it,
yes
we can sit and stare at the four walls that also sit there
or
perhaps it's a mindset issue, and there's not much we can do unless we address it.

I wrote an address once
the letter came back
address unknown
which reminds me of an
Elvis song
and has nothing to do whatsoever
to whatever this is about
except the
'nothing to do' bit

back to sitting and staring
wearing my eyes out
thinking of something to do.
5d · 61
Happy Easter
'I'll be back'
and so it was

teacher
orator
sin
terminator.

cut short
just like this poem.
They inject me with a serum
and I see them
they are the
digits in a test tube

zero one and zero one
and it goes on
binary
fine by me
it's just the needles
that I don't like.

but getting old is
one more thing
that I don't like

so
inject away
I'll be zero or maybe one
for at least a day
in the sun.
6d · 47
Thirty pieces
He rose from the grave
came out of the cave
and I had to go to work.

I know which one is a miracle
and those who know me
know too.

Another remembrance day
to get in the way
of things we'd rather forget
but not totally
or we'd be royally *******.
6d · 53
Head bowed
..and
no Archbishop to spout the gospel,
he was spotted in Mayfair begging for
the price of a bed for the night in the
Whitechapel hostel

times are what they are
which is probably better than
what we think they might be.
Easter Service
a #Radio4 tradition
I always listen
in.
He is risen,
not a euphemism
there are no dinosaurs,

here, we are all equal
unless the law tells us
that we are not.

So you can
call life a *****
a glitch
an itch in the ****
or a
Brian Rix farce
but
it's what we've got

I'm happy about that.
7d · 48
Inhales slowly.
Easter Saturday
and Jesus rested
( in the tomb )
wish
I could rest
( not in a tomb )
but in the living room
bedroom
or any room,
but no
once again
I am scheduled
to work.

I should be on Chapter Eight of my life
and yet
here I am, an old dog
just leaving
the prologue.

These really are peculiar times
and my bones ache.
Apr 18 · 85
Doctor's orders
You would think that we'd know
that
everything was just so
but
I only know what I think
and at the moment
I think that Good Friday wasn't
that good at all.

Work was depressingly manic
and I now need a tonic
to tide me through the dark hours
of the night.
Apr 18 · 120
Oh!
Oh!
been up for two hours
and
just remembered that
today is Good Friday
then I remembered that
I'm working today,

Good Friday indeed.
Apr 18 · 68
Turns of the tide
Self-doubting
and the ripples spread out in
ever widening circles.

Try not to do it
try
to power your way through it,

we're all heading down to the ocean
some
are placid streams
some are raging torrents
some are serene
some filled with torments
but
we're all going to get there
in the end.
Imagine the mirror image imagining you imagining it.
and who would do that?

me
me
I wanna go
I wanna know
what I'm imagined as being.

Only Thomas knew
and even he doubted

once again
that ******* in the back row
shouted
get off, you're no good.
Apr 17 · 35
#Wtf 91
Half of them I never heard of
and
the other half I never cared for,

time to explore
time to
find out what finding out's for,
but first
write a letter home
yes
some still know how to
we're not all attached to the glue tube.

oh yes,
glue gets you high
it also gets you stuck
in a rut.
Apr 16 · 49
Bread and dripping.
Sixty years ago
there were wars
famine
poverty
disease
strife
and that was life.

Today,
seems like it was sixty years ago
only yesterday,

oh yes
we've come a long way.
Apr 14 · 63
Pinchbeck polish
That last summer
which we greatly enjoyed
feels like the last century,

The mind of man employs distractions
conjures up attractions
to take our minds off the time that it takes
to put on the brakes and remind us
that summer is behind us and autumn falls due.

but it cannot see that Eliot's Starnbergersee
is an illusion, and Marie could be you passsing
by me with a smile on your face
Apr 14 · 105
One thing after another
Sat there in a cafe
having coffee
because they only had
English Breakfast tea
and
it's fifteen before three

the coffee came cold
or I forgot it was there
because I'm getting old
and
I'm not sure I care anymore.

Poor me
I really wanted a tea
Assam or Lapsang
or at a push PG
Tips.
Apr 13 · 74
Word processor
I never got to where I am
I was
never seemingly quite
that man
who meant to be
the man
you
supposed me to be
I blame Alan Sugar.
Apr 13 · 229
The dream state
Don't worry
it's only with my blood
that I'm crying.

Sunset and my sight is reddened.

There's a canyon in the badlands and
It's Montana that takes hold of my hands
to lead me in deeper.

Only in America
thank the Lord
for small mercies.
Apr 13 · 65
East of the garden
It's just the same
but different
and it's a game
we all play.

Individual
invisible
occasionally irascible
but mostly
amenable.

Count to five
hold your breath
another ten
and ten more
then another
smother yourself in the feeling
until your mind is reeling
and exhale.

it's a game, and we're the same
all testing boundaries.

Sunday night  and it might be Monday
tomorrow might be that other day
that we read about.
Apr 13 · 63
#random 45
Serendipity doo dah
is what I heard
but serendipity
was not the word

they could have made the song
on a thirty three and a third
instead of a 78rpm.
Apr 13 · 60
#random
She's shelling peas
off the Outer Hebrides
and he's being a lazy sod
won't even move a
pea pod,

but thinking takes up all his time
and thinking work might be a crime
he remains an innocent.
Apr 12 · 64
Oh yeah
...
and I know
that dealing with it
is only the half of it
It's the reconstruction
that counts.

I counted the knives
the lives that I wasted
the loves that I tasted
and
but you know that

so
why
am I here
will I die
do I fear
no
because
I'm still dealing
with it.
In the heat of the moment
that lasted a lifetime
I was hers
and
She was mine

but a lifetime isn't long enough
and yet I found
that I was strong enough
to carry the weight of our.
world
on my shoulders
Apr 12 · 68
Popcorn
The mind grips tight
holds on to the what might
but the what might was last night
and now it is the morning.

woke up yawning
saw no chasm
this will be a lucky day.

showered and shaved
saved
breakfast 'til last
then
realised I have to work,

still feeling lucky
but *** me
no rest for the wicked.
Apr 10 · 72
You said what?
Trying to take it all in
hashtag grin or gin

for the beginners
sit there and pray for us
because
there is nothing else to do

we're through
down the drains
in handcrafted chains
not made in Britain
but
more likely India,

imported coal
and
that's just another hole
to bury us in,

hashtag grin or gin.
Reversals
and betrayals.

who did you vote in
you know who
so
what's with the complaining?
you got who you voted in.

I'm taking a green pill
hoping that
it'll take me out of schittsville.

Down here in the South
It's only mad dogs that foam at
the mouth which bite me,

but in dear old Blighty
that's what we expect.
Apr 9 · 64
Silk purses and such
Are they all glamorous
and if so
what about us
the **** it in brigade

We who raid the fridges at midnight
hold our bellies in tight and buy ever
tighter trousers

from when we we're a pup
until our old age
the waist sizes go up

and those plans that we made
what happened to them
what happened to us that we
became old men?

Anyway
I'm beyond caring now,
and
letting my beard grow
allowing my hair to go where it will
still wondering
if they are all glamorous.
Apr 9 · 77
Fake or fact?
They tell me that the weather is changing
but changing or not, it'll still be the weather.
Apr 9 · 66
The ambush
Buy British?
inward looking

I sometimes wonder
who's cukin' who
and who's the cuckoo?

The world is global
although
it doesn't seem to want
to be
perhaps
a pre-frontal
lobotomy
or maybe not.

Meanwhile
there are plenty of studies
by buddies of buddies
that pay very well and
tell very little.
Apr 8 · 44
About the Crocus
Yes
I saw it,
but only when I wanted to
and even then
I never believed that
it could be true
and yet I knew
that it was.

Life
is just because it
can be
and we
have no control
over it,

we can only see it
through our own eyes.
Apr 8 · 72
Nursery rhyme time
Tuesday's child is full of grace
well
that didn't work out
did it?

Tuesday
1 May 1956
Everything was last century when I was born
Apr 7 · 155
Grim fairy tale
He's driving a two-litre
and going fast
because he's desperate to meet her,

she will not be there
because
she doesn't care for him.
Apr 7 · 85
Fly me to the Moon.
In
that space
between old age and death.

I am
not here or there
but liminal
yet always where
the sun shines.
Apr 7 · 89
One time ago
Wouldn't it be nice to go paddling in the sea
like we used to do when we were four,
( thought it was three, but no, it was four )

My memory like a magician, plays tricks on me
but
wouldn't it be nice to go paddling in the sea.
Apr 7 · 60
Ha said someone
This mindless ***** just caught his toe on
the corner of the table.

I need my eyes adjusting so I bought some
bi-focals
which turned out to be straight focals.

Oh it's a joke
I said to the bloke
who got offended by that.
no offence intended
Apr 7 · 78
Idling thoughts
These are troubling times,
but when haven't they been?
war
conflict
the flesh being picked
from our bones

not much hope
when we are left to rot
when
those who have got
refuse to give

whatever happened to
live and let live?
Apr 7 · 94
The tease
Led to the meadow  
She lays me beside the hedgerow
I hope She knows what She's doing,
Aha
the kettle's boiling, She shouts

I wake
and that's always the way.
Apr 6 · 65
Peace on Sunday
Can't write bugga all with this EpiPen.

cheers in the background
as someone shouts.
at last.
Work
taken in small doses
is
one supposes
good for the soul.

The Methodist in me
is quite primitive and
I'm not sure if
primitive Methodists
made the cut

aha
there but for the Grace of..
..sod this for a lark
I'm tired
It's dark and another
workday tomorrow.
Apr 5 · 241
Harvester
The fact never bothered me
that I was just a story
said Dorothy.

The witch prowled
Toto growled
the tin man clanked
the lion was bored
and the scarecrow
was preaching the word

and it doesn't bother me
because I can be
the Wizard, the lion
or the witch
in the wardrobe.

dontya just love a touch of fantasy
where even the eyes of potatoes
can see the tractor coming.
Apr 4 · 62
Sleeps with Wolves
Whatever
it'll never matter
it's just the way
things
turn out to be

but I can't sit back
when all I believe in
is under attack
it's not right
and not the way
It should be,

they'll say
that I'm a troubled child
and that I
grew up somewhere way out in the wild
but they'll say
what you want to hear from them

but It never matters as it never should
the only good things
come out from doing good
and I know
I always did
Apr 4 · 72
Bedtime in Bedlam
What pill?
when the will is as strong
as the day is long,

nothing endures as long
as long lasting cures.

they would say that
wouldn't they?

pharmacology
is after all
just another ology.
Apr 4 · 53
The Friday fling.
Just sneezing
and wheezing
and easing into
old age

*******
I should be enraged
but
I'm quite comfortable
and
getting comfortable
in
my easy chair.

Is it fair?
do fish fornicate?
are buses often late?
do I fukin care?
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