Monday, 5 October 2026

smashed

 smashed


now we’ve forgotten 

why we were so angry

and it doesn’t make us angry 

but sad you might say

it hits you hard in the face

all the rage they use to be

these metal studs

worn by us studs

the new boys on the block


another pint?

better not 

it’s getting late 

in the day 


those were 

dearth here isn’t thy string

 dearth here isn’t thy string


death circles

 you

look over your shoulder

no the other one

or if you turn 

it is behind you

and in front of you

inside you it has a warm smile

that causes a shiver

pauses a thought

what if

just one more 

       what if

        surely

if i sit here a moment

death will pass me by

just a short snooze

… oooooooze

Wednesday, 30 September 2026

the big ship

the big ship

we sang each other

in the school yard


who started the song 

the year above i guess

who understood the words

the other singers i guess


the ones who wrote it 

beyond memory 

we sang it 

in their memory

because who knows

what would happen

if we forgot the words

of the ending

ending who

the ending ending who

damned if it isn’t and all

damned if it isn’t and all

there are fish in the lake

behind the dam that leaks

the waters that drive

the turbines of your heart 


speak fish

mouth the damned words 

the depth of feeling

reigning in the tributaries 

that contribute to everything


look up

there’s no going back

this side of a thunderstorm


so sit here with me

under the spray of this rainbow’s

retroverted smile

RSVP

 RSVP

your postcard

a magic carpet ride

through summer’s kisses

faded plans falling

from a sky feathered with snowflakes

close the door

the fire is lit

tell me the old stories

Sunday, 27 September 2026

oh yes sorry you said

 oh yes sorry you said


and yet i feel sorry

that disbelief distorts

both the giver and taker


well i’m sorry too

intones the sun breaking

through a broken cloud


as a rain drop 

proves the storm

so a tear

proves the word


the point is not to score points

the point is to stem the flow

from your bloody unremarkable


sorry

Friday, 25 September 2026

the beach boys

 the beach boys 

the beach boys

a time when lyrics took second place

to the sound of a time that

was laying down its lyrics of 

time passing when it was not


you don’t believe me

then why am i so bleary eyed


sing me your song

and i’ll sing you mine 


all the way back home