Another New Password

A Poem From 2016

Welcome the New Pharisees

High Priests of acceptability

Guardians of society

Fascists of collectivity

Hypocrites and whitewashed walls

Dead men's bones

Occupying the places the churches vacated

Learning and State infiltrated

The New Hate Think disseminated

Casting out verbal lepers

Ravenous wolves dressed as shepherds

Sparing no outraged methods

Gods of words admissible

Creating disciples

Barring the way to heaven

And not entering themselves

Ironic self description

Self victimisation

Perpetually reasons seeking

Crucify him, crucify!

Welcome To Ed's Funeral

A poem from 2016

Did you ever know that you're my hero?

Irrationally loved

Chemical illusion

Cremated in the bathroom

Matches and petrol

Fire alarm dismantled

“It's what he would have wanted”

You are the wind beneath my wings

Welcome to Ed’s funeral

Ultimately meaningless existence

He lives on in your hearts

Infantile sentimentality

We wash his ashes down the plughole

“It's what he would have wanted”

In all his glory

Born a fish

Regressed to stealing chocolate from the corner shop

Smoked cigarettes when he was 14

Encouraged by his dad

Career criminal

In and out of jail, mostly for burglary

His four children to three mothers

Hardly knew of his existence

Hardened alcoholic

Foul mouthed fighter

Knuckle duster

Fly fly fly high against the sky

Stardust animal

Bacterial stain

Amino rancid

Wayward platelet

Gangrenous image

Requiem aeternam

Kyrie eleison

Dies irae

“That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this one, O God,
merciful Lord Jesus:
Give them rest. Amen.”

The Older Woman

A poem from 1991

It is I.

It is she.

We are not we.

The older woman

is close,

But far away

from the lie.

Dragon

A poem from 2016

I thought you died out a long, long time ago

Speaking with forked tongue

Revenge was wreaked upon you

Stabbed through the heart

Silenced

Your flame extinguished

The venomous bite antidoted

Strong jaws bound

I thought you'd been tamed

Or had eaten yourself

Swallowing your tail

And moving on up the scales

Higher

Crescendo

Wildly ugly

Mean

Only your mother could love you

But here you are again

And to everyone's surprise you've burst the shackles and escaped

Great again, dragon again

Born again, resurgent

And it turns out you are beautiful

And it turns out you're not a monster

And it turns out your enemies were mad

And you are a butterfly

Delicately misunderstood

Deliciously alive

You love having your tummy tickled

And you want to see everyone smile

Milton Keynes

A poem from 2016

Satan laughed

But he's not laughing now

Turned pastures green

Into a concrete cow

War in Heaven

Chaos in Hell

Grids of boredom

Sterile prison cell

Angelic War

Endless Abyss

Urban planning

We all died for this

Tree of knowledge

Marital scene

Broken down

Nightmare

The hero falls

Cursed, banished

Rich legacy, farmland

Lost forever

Fallen Cherub

Modern living

Choked spirit

Enforced amalgamation

You are all one

Tower reaching to Heaven

Oh, for a Flood!

Economic revolution

Mitigate depression

Provide green spaces

Governmental hope for souls

Prediction of disaster

We are here to help you

Oh, War!

You destroy the human soul

Take life away

We wait for Paradise Restored

We wait

How long, Oh Lord, how long?

God Save The Queen

A poem from 2016

God Save the Queen

Because we're not too keen

On what comes after

King Charles the 3

Bemoaning modernity

Talking to his plants

And her who usurped the Sainted One

God save the Queen

We love Her Maj

The pageantry

The pomp

The ceremony

We are enthralled by her

It excites us when she smiles and waves at us

We'll keep the red, white and blue flag flying here

God saved the Queen

Long she’s reigned over us

Her views largely unknown

We let her say what she really thinks

For three minutes on Christmas Day

We gather round the TV

A seat reserved for the turkey

And tears well up inside

As we sing the National Anthem

God save the Queen

She's a record breaker

She's all most of us have ever known

We can't imagine her gone

We'll likely get a day off work

But I'd rather spend eight hours in the office

Than mark the end of an era

Stilton

A poem from 1985

My love is like a Stilton cheese -

mature

and mouldy

Gretna Green

A poem from 2016

A Scottish embrace

In bronze

Witnessed and sealed

High priest of the anvil

Were questions asked?

Young love

Rejected lovers

Frantic parents?

Undermined

Cross border elopements

Professional witnesses?

Facilitating happy couples

Brightening prospects

Happy rustics

Links of love

Good for trade

God of Love

On a pedestal

Real life beckons

Fait accompli

On return

New life within her

As yet unknown

Happy greetings?

Frowns and scowls?

Or lost forever

Never to come back?

Gretna Green

Romance scene

Married teen

Loved up sheen

Have you been?