aspiration easily docks as compassion sails away
you can rage at the political class
but down in the theatres
the corporations star in a wealthy farce
Tag: poetry
You Cannot Dry it In the Rain – Written November 2016 (Aged 41)
no one has listened
to a truth in his tears
he is found by the liars
who easily mobilise his lonely years
The Farmer – Written Thursday 2nd May 2013 (Aged 38)
he is not completely useless after all
i have not heard –
the love in her bones
how she never feels alone
how he protects and loves her
Kursaal Estate (Originally Untitled) – Written Thursday 2nd May 2013 (Aged 38)
and leaving –
would not be leaving behind –
those that have you
i drove through the estate –
that had once held me
in younger more difficult days
Go Easy (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 9th April 2013 (Aged 38)
go easy
play a game
go easy
so they will see whoever once again
How Do You Describe Loss (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2013 (Aged 38)
how can you describe loss
when it is loss
i found myself at a checkout
unable to cover the cost
Poster (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 2nd April 2013 (Aged 38)
another picture share
another poster…
but you have suckled –
on the easy pig of life
you have found a, ‘disability’
Devon Bound (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2013
we shall be devon bound
before,
this grey occasionally sunny
london overspill
had has its fill
Rotten at The Core – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
it was an audience –
of the dissatisfied
the not sure,
the people without a voice
the young, some of whom giggled
the old, who felt we still had a chance
Maybe You Could Hunt Foxes? – Written Monday 18th March 2013 (Aged 38)
i will fill in boxes
maybe,
you could hunt foxes
find a pack of dogs
and then a horse
one who is willing –
to obey your commands
