How pathetic it is
when a man sees his value in currency
though he is born priceless!

When Jonny comes marching home again,
hurrah, hurrah.
When Jonny comes marching home again,
hurrah, hurrah.
They all will cheer and they all will shout,
the ladies they will all turn out
and we’ll all feel gay when Jonny comes marching home.

You haven’t an arm, you haven’t a leg,
a-roo, a-roo.
You haven’t an arm, you haven’t a leg,
a-roo, a-roo.
You haven’t an arm, you haven’t a leg,
they sent you home with a wooden peg
and we’ll all feel gay when Jonny comes marching home.

My train has already left the station, but
for some strange reason I’m still standing on the platform waiting.
I don’t know if I can handle another journey or
at least the station stops in between.

You say the scenery along the way will be worth the trip.
But can I cope with those long dark tunnels?
Or do I even want to.
And I’d hate to start the journey just to get my
ticket punched half way through.

wan err one air, won ere
weir wear ware circus citrus cirrus
night of Norse moon sea horse

frequency keep less alert
deciduous pluck
plough implore prow
filthy barn-shed
in blink bleak beak
leak lick link foreskin pirates
cross-bone

my lip covers your eye, earth
partial patents patient
pod room
pogrom statuesque stentorian
slip lip sleep leap
canoes the pointed toe
slander toupee tendon
now the light is all taken,
by darkness

The angels in my night
have stilled their dance,
with the thought of you
and her, I lay on my lance

the eventide has lost
its sparkle and shine,
I sit in the darkness
and my soul does pine

the flowers are things
just growing in the ground,
their beauty is lost
it’s become quite profound

losing touch with the world
I sit on a highway of hell,
and death for me now
would not be a hard sell

THE WEATHER THAT PUT THE “SEAS” INTO “SEASONAL”

The year has turned and once again
Our weather changes – Wind and Rain!
But wait, it hasn’t changed at all ,
A blink of sunshine, then a squall!
And just when we can take no more,
The rain-dance kelpies splash ; ENCORE!

This island’s weather gets me down.
Makes dismal, dreary, winter towns
The soil is sodden, nothing grows,
Apart from mould on dampish clothes.
TV shows farms which once were nice
But useless now except for rice.

Friend I Say

Seeing a space inside my head,
from corners four to centre stage.
Inside that man I see is honest bred,
perhaps he knows the weight of age.

To stand outside this room his house,
then comment upon his stance or gait.
Gives same the right of Rat to grouse,
lest we send this man to glibly state.

He mustn’t dance on cathedral floor,
natural the steps that make his choice.
To make good his sense he will ignore,
those who speak of kings in godly voice.

Damn it there was a glitch the server was down
Out of my room each day with a savage frown
Will normality ever be returned?
Do I have to search for a new place?

There my words to churn
Or will it be joy of joys that sets me free
When the Neopoet site returns to me
I checked in the evening gone
There it was singing my song

Of friends from across the world
Poetry and words still spilled
I slept well last night no more fright
That the day will wake to nothing.

She feeds those chickens everyday
And the rooster struts and crows
As the steam rolls from the pot
Plucking feathers for dinner she knows

Your wife sho taste good to me
Mister rooster chest puffs up
Sitting at the dinner table smiling
She fills up her drinking cup

Yall chillen leave those chicks lone
They might think their meal is a little pet
She keeps them away from the chickens
She is planning on wringing their neck

As the moments rustle on
a leaf to one's footsteps marking time
the crumpled brown and red - how beautiful dead things are!

As conversations become breaths in between sentences
pauses developping into rightful silences
where one can close their eyes
letting birdsongs and windscapes
chatter for us.

You whisper silk words that my hands weave into a scarf
and slowly
I wrap it around my head...

Then it falls over my eyes!
I am a stumbling, drunken fool around you.