Saturday, 22 September 2018

No look back, no wave goodbye

David Bowie sings
Five years
On the radio
But we can't
Be heroes
Not even
For one day
Elbowed from
A treeless
Paradise


Sunday, 18 March 2018

The Obedient IngMor

I despair

You feed them
Lies and sugar
They love you
You give them
Celebrities and white bread
They love you
You give them
A flag and jingoism
They still love you

You abuse them
One by one
They do nothing
You pick them off
One by one
They do nothing
You rob them
One by one
They still do nothing

You give them
Scapegoats
They stone them
You give them enemies
They hate them
You give them
Less
They think it's more

They pray to you
The fuehrer, son and daily male
You prey on them
Sucking their blood

You are greedy
You are hate
You are the right
That is wrong
You are fascists
You are evil
You are monsters
You are murderers

They are the IngMor

I despair

Sunday, 19 November 2017

70 Years have since passed

I didn't know George,
But he's with me everyday.
I didn't know George,
But he's in my DNA.























Inscription reads:
In Memory Of
GEORGE THOMSON
BELOVED HUSBAND OF
CATHERINE CHRISTIE
WHO DIED 19th NOVEMBER 1947

Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Sunday, 9 July 2017

Just because I like goats and no other reason

A goat for every season
A goat for no other reason
Except for its woolly coat
And the fact that it's a goat.



Wednesday, 7 June 2017

Flamma Circa Tinea

Once upon a time two moths flew towards a flame. They flew in circles. They couldn't stand the heat. They crashed and burned. And, no they didn't live happily ever after.





Bright light.
Big city.
The heat is on.
Circling.
Circling.
Pfft!