Showing posts with label fruit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fruit. Show all posts

Tuesday, 28 July 2026

MISFIT CAFE MORNING





the misfit cafe morning
7 AM gentle light & bacon

& us - our strange meat
is squashed & stretched 
into silhouettes similar 
to rejected supermarket fruit
 
& the floor & the tables & the plants
& our canes & our rollers & our braces
are all shaped from
the same resinous 
oil industry
by-product goo

& when a regular joe comes in
with wifi token & saturday paper
& sees two tons of neck beard
& 47 yards of wheelchair rubber
their hesitation is only noted

in the misfit cafe morning
7 AM 
gentle light 
& bacon







Friday, 14 November 2025

FRUIT & SOUL

 



i
am
trying here

for a full heart offload
with crisp stereo imaging
& a lengthy warm decay

cant shoehorn that
into some
dusty old pentameter

without
killing off
its gnarly fruit & soul










Monday, 20 January 2025

UNDER THE BENZO TREE




a calm 
that glows
soft morning glee

nerve jags
ice nights
&
thoughts too free

lie as fruit
wind fallen
under the benzo tree






Friday, 3 May 2024

THE CREATIVE PUSH & PULL




you got to push it out
like birth
from need
from heart
forced by guts
out the valve you tore

& you must pull too
with exposure
laying bait
& fishing & trawling & mining

& if all that is
is a weak fart
on low hanging fruit

well i still did it








Monday, 16 October 2023

MOON WALLPAPER 1



when the dogs of war want walking
it is 
always 
only 
old men
far away who say aok

& loosed they go
playing drone fetch now
in the concrete parks
low-rise arenas

its hard to see
such carnivores
waste all
that young
fruit & veg








Thursday, 10 June 2021

EGG ROPE




  home 
has a red door
  & 
the warmth behind it
owes nothing to the sun

memory senses unglue me
out the electric wall
  &
in the bent sky bow
on the dent of the day bed

   do it

in the fruit of the veins
&
the egg rope of the sea









Tuesday, 13 October 2020

REMINISCING 101




NINE YEARS DRY 1

nine 
years 
dry

& thirsty puns aside
theres still fruit inside

this
 
fermented
sediment
shell



NINE YEARS 2 
(TO THE TUNE OF CHEST FEVER)

didnt know i was losing
didnt know my using
was really abusing

thought i was winning
thought the delusion
was my own decision

that gloves-off hard collision
of addiction 
& poison

took down my position
of political
disinhibition 

down down down down 
below the pubs
mad carpet floor



NINE YEAR HANGOVER

im a 
fine-aged 
backpage now

full-bodied 
memory cow

an index 
for 
reminiscing 101
&
a
hangover nine years long  









from townandcountrymag.com









 



Thursday, 4 April 2019

ENTROPY CONVERSATION




FRUIT

i bin fruit 
gone rotten & fascinating
on its 
hiding underside

flung green bread
decorates
the
back lawns surface stasis

its all gentle chaos
decaying 
imagined 
order

we got a limescale stuck hot tap



STAKES

& despite it all
i get dressed

bring it on entropy
i mumble
bring it on

the stakes are not high

until bath time

the
limescale stuck hot tap



NAILS

& tell me entropy-

i trimmed my nails
but
they sit here with me still
in 
the 
clinging brown residue
of
a
tide-out coffee cup

tell me entropy-

who
wins
that
one ?





Entropy Examples Pictures to Pin on Pinterest - PinsDaddy

from pinsdaddy.com

Thursday, 9 November 2017

GOLDEN DAYS 2



every sneezegasm
i lose at least
poems
& the first 3 chapters
of another novel 
i wont write anymore

every sneezegasm
i lose
stuff like

crop rotation
trigonometry
the track listing of gandalf 2

the difference between fruit & veg
& more of jack nitzsches discography

and
i tell myself
am no farmer
i am no mathematician
and gandalf 2 is on the lp shelf

fruit is veg
or verse vica
& jack knows what he did

so its ok
these are the golden days
one way or another

cos winter is coming
& my gloves are in the loft
one
stressful
dusty
climb of unexpected discovery
away




Image result for gandalf 2 images

from petersando.com

Friday, 4 October 2013

INTERVIEW WITH A CAMPFIRE



Global Citizens Magazine interviews Ford Dagenham.

after numerous attempts to contact Ford Dagenham we succeeded in securing this interview.  we hope it throws some light on his poorly defined world view. 

gcm - tell us Ford why all the camo?

fd - i am a soldier.  in a war.

gcm - tell us about this war?

fd - read my reports.

gcm - your poetry?  we have.  you call them reports.

fd - filed from the war zone.

gcm - where is this war zone?

fd - everywhere.  all day is a war zone.  peace and truth MUST prevail thru common peoples subjective truth.

gcm - from your 'reports' we see you struggle with time.  who else do you fight ford?

fd - THEM!  and time will soon be an ally.

gcm - and your poetry is your reports on this war?  could you elaborate on 'them'?

fd - ADVERTISING! and the dim corrupted moles.  those who dont put living people first.

gcm - will you win?

fd - no! then i will become them!

gcm - you fight a war you know you will never win?

fd - i fight a war i decide i wont win.

gcm - why?

fd - the struggle is the juice.  i am the resistance.  truth and warts will always be there to report.  WERD ARMY!

gcm - now 'werd army' ford, who is this 'werd army'?

fd - writers who hang their balls out the window and put their faces in fire.

gcm - we see online you favour wearing paramilitary camouflage  there was even a camouflage painted typewriter on your blog.

fd - WERD ARMY!

gcm - does this army have rank, a chain of command.

fd - one rank.  WRITER.

gcm - and how long will you fight this war?

fd - till i die or dont.

gcm - on your blog Hatchbacks On Fire we found a poem about your cats deposits in his litter tray and your own deposit in the toilet.  is this military strategy?

fd - you misunderstand.  that is warts.  truth.  reality turds.  its a counter point to the airbrushed 'plotation.

gcm - so ford, how do you measure success in these 'battles'?

fd - with WERDS!

gcm - do you see your blog audience growing?  we are still unclear on your aims here i'm afraid.  are you after literary success?

fd - success is what THEY want you to want.

gcm - also on your blog and your flckr account there are numerous pictures of you cat and of toys.  how do they fit into your plan?

fd - soldiers!

gcm - your cat and these toys are soldiers?  in what sense?

fd - cats are TRUTH.  their dignified posturing is transparent.  this is DEEP TRUTH.  and toys are innocence.  for real!

gcm - well thank you for time Ford, to wind it up would you like to tell us something you have never told another interviewer?

fd - i find ripe fruit horny.  and deeply true.




Wednesday, 14 August 2013

GROOOOWL REBEL BELLIES


fish dna frostproof science fruit
from across the sea
is a wonder
and arrives in time for breakfast

at
closing
surplus
locked 
outback in bins

still fresh
still wrapped
bar-coded 
and 
logged as acceptable loss

banned
by
law
from meeting poor peoples empty bellies
science
grew
it
for