Friday, 31 May 2019

The Masters

A poem from 2019

Ready, steady, go!
But we go nowhere
Empty vessels
The masters have left us
Abandoned, while they live the high life

The swelling bank balance
And the bonuses
And the bungs
We are stuck at A
While B remains a distant dream

(Image from Skitterphoto on Pixabay)

Tuesday, 28 May 2019

Proboscis

A poem from 2019

A father of lies
Penetrating deep within you
Sucking out the life
Feeding on fear and hate
And “snips and snails and puppy dog tails”
Removing all that is good
Devouring the “sugar and spice and all things nice”
One tiny morsel at a time

Monday, 20 May 2019

All For One

A poem from 2019

Hive mind
Faith blind
Unkind

A global elite
Giving their power to a beast
Falling humbly to their knees
Treat dissenters as diseased
Stamp the forehead with a seal
Stare straight ahead, unseeing
Chant the mantras they agreed

Artificially intelligent
Bruised reeds will be snapped
Colonies for the lepers of the mind
All hail the mighty zeitgeist!
Chant it baby chant it
Ubiquitous aural liaison
Alphabet soup keeps on winning

We threw in our gold and out came a god
We threw in our minds and out came putrid textbooks
Wolf teeth bite
Sheep bleat lies

All for one
Society con
Defeat has won

Friday, 17 May 2019

The Wall - a 2019 poem, with performance




A giant wall in front of me
Too tall to climb over
So long it would take a lifetime to circumvent it
I cannot dig my way under its foundations
I have only my bare hands
And so
I channel my inner David Copperfield
I take deep breaths
I zone out
I hit that sweet spot of concentration
I believe psychic energy will flow through me
I will walk through that wall
And materialise on the other side!
One…
Two…
Threeeeeee!!!!!

...Ouch...

Wednesday, 15 May 2019

Grit

A poem from 2019

A face set forward determined thrash about in the wind because he ain’t stopping for no one and least of all you you little devil who thinks he’s such a big man who pulls silly faces and la la la sings sticking fingers in front of his eyes but no that won’t stop him you can’t stop him you may as well give up but you won’t because you lack self awareness and still expect you gonna win in the end you delusional

A face set forward determined even fear rational and blood falling from the forehead tears salty flowing are overcome so much love so much cool so much passion you just can’t help wondering if it was anyone else he would be interviewed sympathetically on the news and praised by the whole world be on talk shows getting patted on the back applause wolf whistles feelin’ the love

A face set forward determined no slippin’ or slidin’ but a mouth full of grit a back whipped it’s unjust oh it’s unjust the mocking doesn’t stop even human sympathy is lacking ain’t that typical even death to the very moment of the death the taunting goes on even beyond the moment of death it continues even beyond resurrection the hate is poured out but he doesn’t stop he still doesn’t stop

Sunday, 12 May 2019

The Planets 7 - Neptune, The Mystic

A poem from 2019

Sit still and relax
Listen to the god within you
Listen to the demon within you
Angel voices lead you upwards
Fairy singing draws you into the abyss

All is quiet
All is floating
A sea of lost humanity
Waters bubble up
Warm springs
Your safe place
It’s only in your imagination
Unreal

Come, says the Bride and the Spirit
Come, says Beelzebub
Beckoning
A reckoning
Forwards
Backwards
A tussle, an old law, a new law
Laziness
A humming in the ears
A trance
A dance, slow

It creeps upon you, creeping, creepy
Insects buzz inside your head
Stars light up and shine before your eyes
You feel yourself drifting away
You have some sort of choice
Choose life
Or fade away

Wednesday, 1 May 2019

The Planets 6 - Uranus, The Magician

A poem from 2019

Something wicked’s coming
A twisted magick

The jolly fat man with ice cold heart
Dark eyes, moustache, benign
Plays a tune with chanted words
Beats you over the head
Repeatedly, deafening you

Lightning flashes before dizzy eyes
Carnival, coming to eat you up
Chaos enclosing
Men turned into rabbits
Is all lost?

Hope is coming, silencing him
The King of a deeper magic