Hubris
We’re a note in the music, a phrase in the song; A semi-intelligent self obsessed throng. With slightly more brain … Continue reading Hubris
Category: doggerel
Inspiration Fails to Strike…
I’d rather call it doggerelthan verse or poem; you can tellI’m rather underplayingany hint of claiming “bard” My prose is … Continue reading Inspiration Fails to Strike…
Lockdown
In the quiet of a no car Sunday morning The new dawn Sun still low, white and bright on the … Continue reading Lockdown
Friday 13th 2019
After the storm, when everything’s battered: Bleeding, twisted, broken and shattered. The only next step is to pick ones self … Continue reading Friday 13th 2019
One Morning’s Musings
Eyes closed, and coffee in hand; hot and steamy, full of the smell of roasted beans. It adds a special … Continue reading One Morning’s Musings
British Broadbrushing Conspiracy
If you watch BBC news today You’re in for a big surprise Coz in between all the facts and truth … Continue reading British Broadbrushing Conspiracy
A Wassailling
From cold winter’s wassail we called to the old gods. Fire and drum, Cider and song We spoke to the … Continue reading A Wassailling
Paperbark Writer
Newspaper curls in the heat of the vitriol Steaming like ordure; a ranting tirade! Perhaps we should not take the … Continue reading Paperbark Writer
A Crap Rap
All you need is a drum and bass line and somewhere to shout at people in an angry fashion… Brexit … Continue reading A Crap Rap
Nineteen Eighty Four (aka 2017)
There’s a phrase that’s often mooted “Not my monkeys not my circus” When we want to tell each other That … Continue reading Nineteen Eighty Four (aka 2017)
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