Poetry

Mine, and occasionally others'.

Syllabary

I try to move from A to B
But I may have to wait and see
That bloke don't cause me jeopardy
'E'll burn my flamin' effigy
Hey chum, I'm not a popinjay
And I don't want no grief, OK?
A lemon opal fruit, ten p?
These queues are stressful, I want tea
You see that rubbish on TV?
Double your excess - why, chimpanzee?

Charity Ad

ONLY YOU can save this kid
ONLY YOU and your three quid
- But think how many kids we'd save
- If all that unpaid tax were paid

Methane Burps

A poem about the Curiosity rover detecting a methane burp - a possible indication of life - on Mars:

A methane burp
A gaseous gurgle
A bacterial belch of life suggestion
Surfacing from Mars' digestion

No little green men
No Clangers, no Borg
No rich man, no poor man struggling 'neath that rose sky
No sign of a lawman beating up the wrong guy

Poetry Performance: Fundraiser for the Kurds

21/11/2014 - 19:00

KURDISH FOOD - LIVE MUSIC - STAND-UP - POETRY

Institute of Education Bar - 21 November at 7pm - £5 entry - all proceeds to International Federation of Iraqi Refugees

On 21 November, join the International Federation of Iraqi Refugees at the Institute of Education Bar for a fundraiser to raise money to support Kurdish refugees fleeing ISIS, sectarian gangs and war in the Middle East. 

Klass Struggle

Myleene Klass and Griff Rhys Jones Like living in enormous homes But Griff Rhys Jones and Myleene Klass Don't want to pay a mansion tax If Labour wins they'll emigrate They've helped me to at last locate A decent reason to vote Labour - Feck off and do us all a favour

Stop Fucking Swearing

One of Peter Pinkney's first decisions when he became RMT National President in 2013 was to ban members of the national executive (which included me at the time) from swearing in meetings ...

When Pinkney won the President
We knew he would be daring
We weren't expecting this one though -
He banned us fucking swearing!

Pages

Subscribe to RSS - Poetry