Acrostic
Dyslexic
Palindromic


Master
Sat
In
His
Chair
Each
Time
At
Catechism

And IRNI was the
name of the DOG
nailed to the cross

No sign of EVE

Subsidence Control
   (engineers report)

As an ex grave digger
but more recently an
under-pinner, it is my
expert opinion that all
made up ground is in
a permanent state of
instability & anything
constructed thereon
will eventually reveal
fault fissures and fail.

Venice, an exception,
but due to the fact of
oak piles in alluvial silt.

Israel does not have
such earthly anchors,
therefore it is and will
always be prone to the
seismic shocks from its
illegal land occupation
granted by an empire
that since disappeared,
good riddance to them.


Ps

A tell tale is an apparatus to
monitor ground movement

.     Everyone has their gate,
    to mystery, or, be it misery

      Some have silent hinges,
          while others creak

         Watergate Tollgate
        Floodgate Subjugate.

.     If I was a tree in a forest
      where all that was different
      were seasons and I being a
      deciduous felt shame.

      Empty crows nests is all I
      would have to show for my
      entire years work as all my
      leaves scattered in the wind.

      The evergreens are so up
      themselves and would you
      look at their roots, set in the
      exact same soil as ourselves.

      Those pines give me the pip
      standing there prim and proper
      not a branch astray, what a
      homogeneous bunch of jerks.

      One day they too will get their
      comeuppance and be brought
      down to earth like everyone else,
      the Stihl wind can blow at anytime.

Gris As The Colour

      It is thé grey of grief,
     Which has five stages.

   Denial Anger Bargaining
   Depression Acceptance.


        Gris As The Verb

        Grisly, Gruesome,
           Ghastly, Grim,
            Gangrenous.

    When conjugated it is
     A perfect description
               For Israel

.       Laden with tragedies, hull
        holding in a turbulent sea,
        bow to stern pivots on the
        global axis of western evil.

        HMS Tall Tales sails on an
        ocean of un-woken waters,
        from Jaffa to Baltimore Bay
        to destroy a cargo of truths.

Multinationals tell the
Governments what to do
And they tell the police
What to do and we are
Victims of out democracy.

Expression is a sentence
      on wheels traversing a
     cavernous tunnel under
      a dark mountain range
         and light is a blank
            page at its end.

From brilliant daylight
to overcast in seconds
is a short circuit of our
sun’s low arc in winter.

it’s never a blown fuse
according to a trusted
phase tester theorist !

.      Schengen Schenanagens
      in Deutschland Uber Alles.

         Volkswagen emission
           omission admission.

             And the far *****
             east, moves west.

Keeping grief to oneself
is not that difficult after
attempts to share failed.

Because pain, cannot be
felt in two places at once.

.            After a long sentence
             the poet is pardoned,
             but with restrictions.

             No more unsolicited
              acrostics, limericks,
             odes haïkus or epics.

.              His names not Jack
           but he’s been silenced,
                    IL SILENZIO.

           Removed as one would
             spokes from a bicycle
                          wheel.

.                Out of the ether nocturnal
                words come to me flocking

                They perch in my mind and
                 by morning they are poetry

                 And my dilemma is this, do I
                 cage them on a page, forever?

                 Am I their custodian now or
                 what if I do not copyright them?

                 You are free to go my little
                  neurons of the night, there

                  is a plagiarists playground
                  not far from here where

                  Someone will use some, or
                  perhaps all of you, differently.

.                        I
                           I
            Cross Word Poem
                           I
                           I
                           I
                           I

  I had 40 shades of green envy
  when I read that a lateral thinker
  had incorporated vertical lines
  in a two way poem that fitted in
  the carcass of a crossword maze.

  He is the same author that wrote
  the poem about a dressage horse,
  back of an assembled jigsaw puzzle,
  dismantled it, and sent it to Valegro’s
  rider, Charlotte du Jardin of UK fame.

Season of empire is
        on us again, trees are
      deciduously waiting for
         a drooping of colour.

Another sunny day for some,
but sombre silhouettes, cast
in scenes of no rehearsals, are
the unrecognized stars of war.

There’s no festival of Sundance
or Cannes Palme D’Or or Oscars,
no awards for best supporting
actors or special effects, for Gaza.




Ps

This poem was presented with
a photo of a shadow which was
a metaphor for a dead Palestinian

.        It was a shot, that put
           Fadi Aldeeb out of
        action, but, ‘’shot put’’
            reactivated him.

          They tried to **** his
      marathon message, yet,
       despite the wheelchair,
      a flag has flown in Paris.

If Germany had won the war
     there would be no monarchy
     or no United Kingdom either.

     There would be no border in
       Cyprus Pakistan or Korea.

      There’d be no McDonald’s
        or Mormons banging at
       the door Sunday morning.

    There would be no Peugeot’s
         and everyone would be
        taking schnapps in Paris.

       There'd be no more wars
        and foreskins would be
       optional not compulsory

       Imagine if Germany won
        the war and bearing in
       mind that we Irish were
          neutral, we would be
         Ar Mhuin Na Mhuica.

        Ireland would be united
        and we'd be still making
         VW Beetles for farmers
              in County Kerry.

            Danke Furs Lesen.

.                  Aller Simple

         Its French, means 1 way.

         Greyhounds, the canine
         Species should never be
         Walked back same side
         Of the road or else they
         Only feel half the benefit.

         Returning, or aller retour
         Is a premeditated voyage
         For unadventurous souls,
         Safe destinations which
         Are pre package wrapped.

         Where are we going next?

                       VOLVO

          Means we will keep rolling!

Depth of lake in ratio
to height of sky plus
rarefaction of light in
addition to the clarity
of cloud less diffusion
is equal to reflection.

When you die without a
  name you’re headstone
  will read digit rests here,
  number, 40,654 next to
  some 1 you never met, a
  numerical ***** maybe?




Ps

For Gaza

2nd Amendment is
The ammunition
Florida is the trigger
And Americans are
Looking in a mirror
Whilst pointing the
Gun at themselves
And the world is
Looking on at the
New season of yet
Another installment
Of Fratricide which
Is produced with the
Pop Up Shop theme
Candid Camera style
But not who dunnit
More, where next and
This is why it is such
A successful series
According to In God
We trust studios and
Audience research.
Rehearsals for upcoming
Shows are on going
It is now in the Guinness
Book of Records as the
Longest running show on
Earth dating back 1491
When the slaughter of
A 100 million natives began.

.         One cannot urinate
        And hold back a ****
        In tandem according
       To Newton’s first law
      Of physics where each
     Action has an equal and
          Opposite reaction.

. .
.              On the island of Oland
               there are a 1,000 cloths
                on a 1,000 mills with a
            1,000 winds to wave them.

                 Oh: but a masted ship
              could wake me here, and
             stop and stare and explain
             their semaphore whispers.

Read sky at night,
   Astronomer.

   Read sky in the
   morning,

   Pat the postman
   from Donegal

   bullshitting locals
   about a snowfall.

Media mind moulding is America’s art of
Getting people to think what they deem
Best and by using subliminal technology
Via media control they mass advertise a
Pré packaged processed political product
No different than the McDonald’s formula
For nutrient free food to be consumed by
The easily manipulated gullible masses.

.    Imagine the world is a head
            and just as brains are
      surrounded by liquid so too
       are the land masses of this
          metaphorical analogy.
     There are two sides to this
          cervical globe but not
       separated by a horizontal
       equator, rather a vertical.
       As in the mind a dark and
     bright side exist, this is why,
    as the final throes of empires
   setting sun leaves the left side
   a stroke has occurred and we
    are led by the Alzheimer one
     but the light illuminates the
       eastern horizon of hope.
           God Less America
               Rest In Pisces.

If you eat McDonald’s
chances are you won’t
like Kim Jong-Un Vlad
Putin or Madura that
is because you’re palet
has got used to being
seasoned by Uncle Sam.

Moi, je ne mange pas
           McDo’s,
           Jamais!!

.    Everyone has their gate,
   to mystery, or, be it misery

     Some have silent hinges,
         while others creak

        Watergate Tollgate
       Floodgate Subjugate.

If one were to strike while
    the iron was hot, then

Indecision would not leave a
space vacant for confusion

But as we have been taught
     to look before we leap

Yet never look a gift horse
           in the mouth

  We invariably fall victims
       of choice spoilage

   Which brings me to the
   solution of this dilemma

      When the road forks
     and there’s no pointer

  Choose one, pair it to the
one from whence you came

   Then ask yourself, do I
    really want to go back?

Words are woods, I go
   to, in search of solace

   It is there, in artificial
   darkness, I find light

   Every leaf, a letter, part
   of a deciduous anagram

   Bird songs are echoes
   in coded metaphors

   Clouds are blank
   sky pages, to be writ

   Fungi and pine cones
   are punctuation marks

   Tree trunks are in rows
   and rows of poetic prose

   Even if lost, I always find my
   way out, of the Black Forest.

Scribo Ergo Sum
          Est
Cogito ergo sum
         Avec
  Un mélange
          De
     L’encre
          Et
         Les
    Pensées

Zekensky reshuffles
His cabinet, but now,
He only has half the
Deck, he being joker.

Putin cuts cards Vladly.
A full house for Russia,
Ukraine gets the blues.
Moscow wins the pool.

.      The set, in piling terms
        is when that which is
          being driven, stops.

     In A.A. it is rock bottom,
     meaning as far down as
      one can go, or low as a
snakes belly, the description
     that is occasionally used.

      One might use flounder,
     or some other ocean floor
        dweller to explain the
           depths of darkness
        minds can descend to.

        Not everyone gets to
       experience the despair
     of reaching their final set,
  or of sinking psychologically.
      
           But, those who do,
      and eventually manage
      to resurface, will always  
           share their bubble.

2 turds of all thought
   is untreatable waste.
  That percentage can
    be attributed to the
   McDonaldisation of
      minds due to the
       consumption of
     unprocessed views
which are not masticated
sufficiently and ingested
without any consideration
for nutritional nous value,
or from where it is sourced.

The incumbents are
     combing the web,
    for virus & vermen.

      Pavel Durov has
      joined Musk rat.

       It’s speak easy
      time in America.
      No Trumpeting!

I used to be a Democrat
   until they put Joker Joe
     Genocide in the pack.

  But now I’m a republican,
like all my family before me.

  Kamala Kaze is holding a
           blue of spades

      Donny T has got the
           Ace of Trumps.

.     I have made a discovery
      which, if it was scientific
      I would be hailed genius.
      Its classification of theory
      hypothesis or law would
      be without a doubt, a law.

      The population of flies is
      in ratio to that of birds, but
      measuring the former by
      the absence of the latter
      is mathematically not an
      équation that’s solvable.

      Area x velocity x distance
      = the sum of flies that hit
      a windscreen at a given
      time of day with similar
      sunshine & temperatures
      during same summer month.

      Sweden has less birds than
      other Scandinavian countries,
      those being Denmark Norway
      and Finland and that despite
      70% of the land forested and
      devoid of pest/herb/fungicides.



Ps

I am currently in the process of
trying to analyze my findings to
discover the reason for this very
strange intriguing phenomenon.

.Ducks share ponds
with you, so what’s
this rat référence, if
you are a herbivore?

  Is someone trying
  to give you a bad
  name, and for why,
  I am asking myself?

  Vermin, I heard said
  of you, obviously only
  familiar with rodents,
  a Rent-O-**** person.

  We all know he tried
  get rid of Donny T &
  failed, now you are on
  the hit list, BEVARE !!



Poem for Elon Musk

Well; leaves does mean
  departs, as in trains, yet
  in Ireland they are green
  as in ever or always, just
  like their fields, imagine,
  forty different shades of
  them, one wonders what
  those Kerrygold cows do,
  with such a choice, I am
  told they’ll never be seen
  eating British racing green,
  but they’ll **** in it, though,
  isn’t that ****** amazing ?

I am in Orsa, it’s a town
in Sweden.
In French, Orse is a bear.
J’ai vu un Orse blanche
dans la forêt.
Or in Somerset one may
hear,
Ave you seen my wife’s
Orse, it’s a wee wight
Orse about 15 ands eye.
Currently in Sweden a
bear cull is in progress,
a danger to the public.
We went for a walk in the
woods yesterday and
Caron (my 1st wife) said,
Ryan, what would you do
If we met a bear?
I responded, I’d point at you!

Dries grapes are raisins
Dates are simply Dates

Neuf onze plus October sept sont
des dates extraordinaire
Dans le calendrier de la résistance.

First they designated
us as weeds, only fit
for jungles according
to Joseph Borrell, but
King Charles decided
we should be allowed
to co-habit, the garden.

Better for the diversity
of nature, we are being
imported, wouldn’t have
believed that now would
you, mixed amongst other
seeds, wild flowers they are
calling us, a bit like refugees.

But the birds and the bees
and the butterflies won’t
discriminate against us, and
eventually, with other plant
species, we will integrate,
in a symbiotic symphony.

Germany
Marching

Left Right
Left *****
Left Riot.

.   Cry me a Stygian Sea
    charred with embers
    caviar coast coal face
    pitch rocks slick slime
    tide lines of shoreside
    silt, ebbed for eternity.

she is missing her home
  she is missing her family
  she is missing her friends
  she is missing her climate
  she is missing her culture
  she is missing her cuisine
  she is missing her goats
  she is missing her chickens
  she is missing her dog
  she is missing her arm, but,
  she was present, for the IDF.

Ps
I met a Palestinian girl today in
Karlstad Sweden, she related
her story, hence this sad tale.


2nd August 2024

.    Anomaly or What ?

   Israeli strikes in Gaza
   **** 40,000 plus people.

   Israeli strikes in Israel
   killed nobody to date!

,   Tour de Force

In the cycle of violence
Benjamin Netanyahu is
struggling in the uphill
trials against Hamas,
who have not once in
the entire tournament
worn the yellow jersey.

The Israeli pèleton has
not performed as well
as expected, especially
after Hamas surprised
everyone on October 8
with an ingenious tactic
which left the opponents
in total disarray, besides,
exposing their weakness.

The spectators applauded
as never before seen when
the Sous Chiens showed
their teeth and as the final
stage approaches, crowds
line the route all the way
to the Arc de Triumphe
chanting ‘’ from the river
they will see Bateau Mouche,
please wave to me ‘’ it’s in
Seine, but, Viva Palestina.

.            The Eye Test

                 <•><•>

         Please look at the
         Eye chart and tell
         Me what you see.

         It’s twenty twenty
         Doctor your clock
         Is still in old time.

         No, not that wall,
         The opposite one
          Beside the mirror.

         I can see it now it
         Doctor, it is twenty
         Twenty one, almost!