World To Rights

A poem from 2018

We sat

Chewed the fat

All night

Put the world to rights

The world ignored us

And carried on as usual

Kendo Nagasaki

A poem from 2018

Masked villains

We used to laugh at you

We thought you were no threat

A silly little gimmick

But as time passed

Your antics became more extreme

And now you hold the world to ransom

Hypnotising and making us act like chickens

You threw salt into our eyes

It stings and makes us cry

The sword of your indignation

And foolishness cuts down society

The tail wags the dog

We always wanted to rip off your mask

But now you have taken it off yourself

And we see the full darkness in your eyes

You will stop at nothing

You are insatiable

Your insanity knows no end

Gondolier

A poem from 2018

We are holding hands, sweaty palms

A love boat

We are feeling safe, beating hearts

A romance

Guide us on these rivers of blood, joyride

A haunting

Do not stop to take pictures, apocalypse

A scripted tear

Blood guns screaming murder, bring popcorn

Seasick

Lab Rats

A poem from 2018

You agreed to this

You ticked the box

You signed on the dotted line

We promised you freedom

We gave it you gratis

We had our fingers crossed

You can do what you want

You can be who you are

You are your own boss

We want to mould you

We want to make you in our image

We will imprison you if you rebel

You have no choice

It's our way or the highway

Just be good and suck it up

You'll be grateful in the end

We know what's best for you

We are shapers of destiny

A brave new world

You will be tamed

We will smile on you

Masters of illusion

Creators of the world

We are your gods

Obey us

Think like us

Follow us

A Sausage Roll

A poem from 2018

A real pig in a blanket

A snack for giants

Flaky, crunchy, soft inside

Wrapped up warm against the cold

I in you and you in me

Together we are one

I'm on the run from Satan's hordes

Hiding and seeking

Safe in everlasting arms

Sometimes I go my own way

I immediately regret it

My stubborn heart still pliable

This life is a treat

Immeasurable grace

Angels are dancing

Pressed Flowers

A poem from 2018

You plucked me in the prime of life

When I was young and beautiful

Desiring to preserve me so

To keep me young forever

But time stops for no one

Youth and beauty fade

You never think of me anymore

New flowers to destroy

Fish

A poem from 2018

I've heard it said that fish have no smell of their own

They smell of the sea

But walking past the fish counter in the supermarket

Ain't like any seaside I've been to

The Illusion

A poem from 2018

She felt a little flat
She felt a little rough
She put on her lippy
The illusion was enough

Human Shields

A poem from 2018

Inch by incremental inch

You've infiltrated all four corners

Creeping stealthily yet loudly

Putting down roots

Advancing like the gates of Hell

Shouting down and screaming

Using people you don't care about

As riot shields

Ride

A poem from 1995

What a fool!

What an idiot!

To be misled

to be strung along

to be told secrets

as if they were the truth

although they were your way

of deceiving me

You shouldn’t have told me

You have screwed me up

I don’t know what to believe

I don’t know who is in the wrong

I don’t know why you did it

An ego trip?

A ploy?

A sincerity?

If I couldn’t trust you

Then who?

Escape

A poem from 2018

I dangled temptations before your very eyes

A lovely little bunch of juicy lies

I loved to see your dopamine rise

Until you got wise

And now I despise you

You are no fun anymore

Twister

A poem from 2018

When I twist and turn
You will not know which way is up
You will drink from my poison cup
And baby you will burn

Seduction is my modern art
Deconstructing each of life's scenes
Unless that awful God intervenes
I finish what I start

Boudicca

A poem from 2018

Hell hath no fury like a woman flogged and made to watch her daughters raped

A woman scorned, denied her rights

Brutally treated by the most brutal who trample on mankind without a care

A stolen kingdom, she plots revenge

It simmers and bubbles and boils

Until it becomes a fire burning the guilty and innocent together

A wind ripping apart society

Wild, all in its path destroyed and offered to the gods of earth

Swallowing the offering whole

Victoria, a stone smashed into a rock and shattered

Rebellion meets its end

A woman dies

And I am left to wonder which is the lesser evil

Alex Is Mentally Ill

A poem from 2018

Alex is mentally ill

But what are you going to do?

Nobody will dare say so

Because Alex is certain to sue

Alex is mentally ill

With that something we dare not mention

Alex is loving life

Being the centre of attention

Alex is mentally ill

Alex is a spoiled brat

Alex is incredibly smug

(Just don't tell Alex I said that)