My Poems

Having written and performed as The Big J in the 1980s, Janine started again in 2014, after a brief interlude of around a quarter of a century.

Froms sonnets to villanelles, limericks to ballads, the occasional rap and plenty of straightforward rants, serious and humorous and sometimes both, here is Janine's verse.

Haiku Series: From a London Bus

This is what happens
When I spend my bus journey
Composing haiku

​You don't often see
A bull in a china shop
Ordering spring rolls

Eavesdrop on buses
Poetry manuals suggest
But no-one's talking

​Hands-free mobile plus:
You can now get away with
Talking to yourself

If The Jam had sung
'In the City of London'
A thousand things crashed

Not Like Us

They're not like us
They spit in the street
They fish for the plate
And you can't tell what they're saying
They're not like us.

They're not the same as you and me
Their food is bland
They shout in public
They have mobile phones and expensive-looking trainers
Not like us.

Tell Me Jeremy

Tell me Jeremy, with lives at stake
Aren't doctors safer when they're awake?
Would you have surgery from a doc
Who's been on duty round the clock?

Tell me Jeremy, tell me why
You seem to think that you can buy
Our doctors' lives, and their assent
For pieces of silver, a few per cent?

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