Showing posts with label rosy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rosy. Show all posts

Tuesday, 31 October 2023

FRAG 37



never has the past looked so rosy

thinks everyone

every time

the fan 
needs another 
deep clean


~


like the radar station
disguised as a water tower
from the last global war

looks
quaint & retro
these days
to me








Tuesday, 4 January 2022

ROSY BACKFLASH

 


i brim brim brim 
    with rosy flashbacks

inside the denial 
    of an empires shadow
    
its gone gone gone 
    gone septic & more

too long untreated
    yes yes yes


~


    real roses 
      too mythological 
        to see

    in the white piano
    indian jewel dream











Tuesday, 16 November 2021

BUTTON DOWN POCKET OF HAND-ME-DOWN FLARES



when i was a small me
i read some books 
about a kid
with a special key & a magic cat

i might be recalling it wrong
i might not be telling it right

but i remember 
being compelled 
to attempt the same 

i acquired 
an orphan key 
to a long gone mortice lock
carried it inside 
button-down pocket
of my hand-me-down flares

always worried i would lose it 

&
the only cat i knew
was a sack of alley scratch hisses
the magic

is here now
in the rosy gem
of hinterland hindsight







photo - Edward B&W Fade from the Dagenham Archive




Thursday, 8 July 2021

SOUND FILE VOL 4

 


90s radio 
on in the motorcar
in 2021 

leafy murmurs & thunderclaps
dayglo whistles in the air
look down all day at your shoes

two journeys 
for the price of one


~


the bad is worse & the ok better 

rose tinted right ?

its in its context now
safe in a history box

landlines still rung
napster a teenage dream


~


  i 
  reckon 

Lester Bangs would rate the Prodigy
& not much else
  
  & 
  spit cool accelerator bile 
  on the unrock dirge laments*
 








you know who i mean




Tuesday, 19 March 2019

TUESDAY POPS AGAIN




THINGS WERE BETTER
BACK IN MY DAY

what
kind
of
wasteland
is
this
past ?

that permits
itself
such a rosy glow ?



Q&A

whats its like then
being a poet
and that ?

he asked
like all the words
were new to him

well i wrote it down
didnt i

i said

so i didnt
have to talk to you



POSTCARD FROM BRITAIN

cluster fuck
in
the
fug
over here

rich seams 
mined
to disaster

i hear a sid james laugh
whenever news sneaks 
itself on the tv

im behind the sofa
worse than dr who



ENGLAND NOW ?

is there no england now
in the post truth world ?

and when was this
truth world
anyway . . .

did i fucking blink ?





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