Started back in '78
we took a pledge and set our fate
to sink this deepest then of mines
to intense dark and cold confines
Introvert or man of song
we dug together dark and long
the universal brotherhood
beneath the earth so understood
To qualify to join us there
just the proud heart that you wear
upon your sleeve let it remain
no doubts or worries entertain
we fuelled the fires of the world
with tons and train-loads hard and hurled
closed '91 pride of our nation
the stoutest pit Deep Navigation

burning bowels,volcanic eruptions,cauldron of curry,greedy consumptions.stomach constricted,choking barbed wire,*** like a baboon,that sat on a fire.bubbling belly, a pea for a brain,**** like a *** flag, stinging with pain,sat on a toilet, i grunt and i gurn,once a week habit,.....cos i never learn.

dear children.i hope and pray, someday i maylay my troubled weary headon peaceful downy pillowsbut never wake up dead so never follow footstepslearn where others treadbe watchful how they slipnever be misled learn from steel ,coal,iron soulsalways be yourselfnever walk in shadowsalways walk in health live above the groundor dead beneath the flowerseither way appliesmake good the precious hours indulge in all thats freewith happiness and laughtersavour every momentit may be too late after i hope to gaze, up or downone day from heaven or helland watch my children learn, from....where i climbed, and where i fellall my love, dad ** 

I should heed the Wild Warning posted since
That which those picknicked Sponsors egg so grave
As you - Sturdy **** - hem the River-Prince
And Sport his Leisure to uphold so Brave
This Friend I see - with Investitude born
Whose Alliance he knew be owned with Tact
For the Son's own Good; To clamour the Morn
And take his Rightful Inheritance back
That in Post-Episodes we Realise
To the Common Ground beheld our Intent
Our own Softened Forces we Advertise
With his Stars flare brighter by his Consent.
All the whilst, bend your Muscles in the Gym
To feel Refreshed; In accordance of him.

So Danger Dave, ( one of the great head chefs) messaged me to ask if I could write something about a homeless Welsh Crack smoker in Reading, someone he knows and gives assistance to, I at first told him, in about a week, when are you going? his answer, I'll be there in an hour, anyway he dropped me a few details and the result.

5 minute poetry.

Homeless in Reading?
what a dump
not exactly Wapping
or Caernarvon,

but get yer skates on
there's a special on
crack *******

oh no
****'s done it again
blown all his giro to
pull smoke through a biro.

I suggested a beer
he said,
no ******* fear
drink's bad for you

Danger Dave is out to save
but Dave is always saving someone
or cooking up something
or just being ******* fabulous.

Nero's near,
Romans ain't arf queer
but their coffee's okay

**** calls it a day
in Gaelic and
I can't understand a word
of it.

John Drill,
hiding atop the brill building,
afraid of being thrilled
by the cousin bill,
make out her will
and then least
down to the ground
only to discover her now found
mounds by
atop a wooden marijuana
hacher!
how far out
that I didn't turn this
into some ***** minded some
about Joan getting reigned
in the scene
at a taxi cab stand
underneath the ticket ****
by tape worms.
Sicicok ****!

No shuffling, no cutting
of the cards, no betting
or bluffing because there
will be no deal and thus
The Scots and Welsh don't
get a chance to play.

Serves them right, ****
lickers for centuries, but
at least the ****'s got to
wear trousers, whereas
the Jocks went bare ((
butted for easier shafting.

The poor mans accent
That thousands hate
Creates a perspective
To disrespect and alienate
The accent of common
To the voice of no one
Not many people have it
But most people despise it
Used to vary
From the valleys flowing down towards the ****
Who speaks for us?
Are we held back?
I want to get out
But the familiarity always holds me back