THERES NO ENGLAND NOW

'another century gone

what will we leave for the young'

dave davies

i
am
listening
to

the kinks

to

the kleptones

to

karen marks
for 

all the vapourised children
who
will
never
hear such feelings

or smile like sunshine

at a small new toy

SCENE

weep into
your cold
dishwater

theres rain up the kitchen window

so the postman
wont see

~

& all the difficult forms

& the liars on the phone

lay their traps of madness

sunshine & love

cant see

& IN HINDSIGHT FREE

the
fresh & glorious
summer funk
of just-cut-grass

ballooooned

across the school field
in the lie of the sunshine glee

~

water fountain running warm
in the demountable shadow

we ran in plimsoles
kicking straw
&
in hindsight
free

MOVING WATER, A PILL PACK POP

SMOKIN MENFOL

 

the war-sad men in movies
they got micheal bay sunshine 

& emotive ad-friendly pop

real war-sad men
kidnap trailing rozzers
on the M8 to cornwall

hold them hostage 

in their own hi-vis X5

& i hope hes out by now 
& i hope he can stay free

like the clash song

...smokin menfol...

POEM FOR MY PARENTS-IN-LAW

i wish i had not been broken
so i would have been able to know you both better

i wish i had not been so sick
as to see your home & city only that one time


~


thank you for the cameras & the peppers
thank you for the xanax & the breaded chicken
thank you for your daughter
i am sorry if i kept her away


~


i hope one day in the next world
we will bait our hooks with new wishes
& fish together by a still blue lake

i hope one day in the next world
we can camp together in the forests there
& sleep painlessly under strange new stars

i hope one day in the next world
we can watch all our animals play together
in a sunshine clearing on soft green moss


~


i hope one day i will meet you again
in the place it is youve gone

the place it is where we all go

when we go

why not why not why not

note - picture is of this poem written into an origami boat 

launched 20/05/2022 into the Danube

with the ashes of Istvan & Katalin Margitai

BAY FOG IN THE FRET WOOD

san franciscos
1960s fenders

squealed

unique 
throttled
screams

its the bay fog
in the fret wood

valley dappled sunshine 

deep in the soundhole

rules fell off
the dynamo sweep

of

the

alder birch cutaway

EMPTY SWINGS KNOW, A NEWS FLASH POP

 

heavy sadness 

is the other sunshine  

there in the snapshot moments

the empty swings know

next up 

    heres hermes with the sport 

OFF-PEAK PLAN

 

is there

a better 

morning plan

in the face of it all

than

an 

autumn sunshine 

front seat 

off-peak 

dlr ride

to 

a

city

zoo

from londonist.com

SHOTGUN MORNING

wired & tired 

on 

the
tablecloth starting blocks

empty starting gun goes 

      CLICK

morning coffee shouts 

    GO GO GO

it must be talking
to someone else


~

  because 

something drew a circle around me

i hear shotguns in the distance
& drink the sunshine on the bed

  because
something drew a line around me

&

i

feel

machines on the breeze

of 

the revolutionary dead

from circle line art school youtube.com

REPEAT MEDICATION

TRILOGY POPTARDS

1.

say well done
and
pat me on the head like a puppy
thirsty for the loving cup

cos
when our meat fails
our chance is gone

if
it
was
there
at
all


2.

happiness
is
a good feed / sunshine

sadness
has
depth / longevity / romance

and where they meet
is
the
peace 
inside

elusive and rewarding - even before phones


3.

dont call me old
dont say next stop 50
dont say middle aged
     or 
     make me tick the 35 - 45 box

dont say
        ooooh he dont like hearing that
     or
        ooooh touched a nerve did we

just say
        that
            i am alive
        and
            thats good
        and    
            well done
            
            You Are Doing OK 
            
            today

from vesselsministry.com

NETFLIX HAIKU

movies till eye-bleed
hit the yard - vitamin D
hello
sideways
sun

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