Tuesday, March 8, 2011

MODERN VERSE

What the fuck do eye no
lying in  socks
portraying
a rather lay za fair
attitude
2 colour
co
or
din
nation

I mean
wat the fuk
do i no

not a lot
toil
the bells

from
the tower
of
bab
e
lon
diligently erected
within our industrious zone
  
teased
from twixt heart & soul

but hey  wat
do
i
know

that its the a pit toe me
of fat
victorian values
conceived at the
time of asking
nourished
by making for shore
2 make
sure the
beast
dont loose a nail
from its shoe

like eye say
what the
fuck do
i know

do i know of the
100 acre wud
apparently
a nitemare of a plaice

ware
toy stories

r  given
credence in
clearwater revivals

where auden
asks us to

watch every or anyday
his
nonchalant pauses

do i know when & why
john crowe ransom    dont the name say it all
advises us to ask

batmans
side kick 2 bring on the girls

do i fucking know where t s elliots sweeny todd spreads his knees
while
the aroma of
nightingales
stain wisterias

hung heavy with his lifes new want seas

or


table clothes
absorbing

wat de fuck

every morn noon & night
the drip plonk moments of master kay shone
e jack
queue lay ted
from busy teeth over full with grapes oranges
and
spanish flies

nowt is wat eyes meant to know

can i find
can i fucking find

where yeats plays
as poets do

on the 
hiss
stair
rick
cal
verse
of
whim
men
frustrated by their acceptance 
of the jesters departure

4 fuks sake

these skirts r surely sickened
by fiddles
looking to their everest
for the next
one off
the hill

may bee
they  wont be gay
they say
may bee they'll be
a
long legged
serving bod
with an instru
ment whose tragedy    wat the fek 
whose
halfway house is

just that

whose attachments to a sound is
ancient
melodious
embodied with the
aband
don
ment
of an
advancing
avalanche

4 fuks sake

popping its cherry at the perfect score
along
lanes &
alleys all
lite up
4 the fucking arrival
of
the
next
fucking
caravan

wud aint u know
wad der u no

what the fuck do we know

bowt as much
as our
bloodied
bodies
want
to show

thats what i fucking know

how bowt U

Monday, February 28, 2011

my music

food eaten to quickly like a Big Mac and chips scoffed in 30secs as it may get pinched by the seagulls outside waiting .
eaten to quickly to be food.
waiting outside of my mouth wanting to be tasted and swallowed.
30secs may maketh a ham man.
then there is music.
and then there is silence and i hear sweat soak into me again and i am re vitalised  and seen

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

But we all want a can don't we

History/repeating/3rd of June 1979 /Can tin/Can it/Can in/Canteen/Can not/Can ton/Can you/Can/ we/Can they/Can I/Can /all of /them tell us /Oh/why Oh/why./Oh /twas done/before you/did/ not know"Ixtoc 1" same spot,/repeat ed stories/like oil/do flow /from /out the /belly of organ/
donors /yet more it /wants/and more it /gets/I wonder/if /or /maybe /will/we need to have/
another /spill./As 3rd/time lucky/some /do /say/But /whats/the cost /our kids/will pay.
"now your thinking just to far ahead"
Be here and Now?????????????????? LoL
 

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Food is Food

Sitting pondering the Q &
watching pigeons imitate their hero
Woody Woodpecker
A furry appears to be yawning a lot
Thats part of the crafty
plan as it will be asleep
after its full of
yesterdays scraps

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

SEE ME

Hello?
But there was silence
Hello??
silence again

"I'VE GOT A BOMB!!!"

Reaction stimbles & stumbles

Hello?

silence.........................
Can
you hear me now?

Silence submits to stealth
&
sweeps her of her feet.

Hello! is said.
Tell us
what was
that
all about then?

Oh! Hello
i'm not invisible then?

No.
Not anyMore.
El low
we're gunna listen and help you now, Ok?
O K heres my story.
Hello
my names "whatever you'd like it to be", whats yours?

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

2 B

Hello little bird

lifes like a jigsaw

Hello political animal

who thinks
the answers
up your sleeves

Hello little bird

don't listen to the spin docters voice

 Their payments well over due

                                    &

To the animal within our minds , hearts & toes

(cus these little digits R important to the general balance)

Why do  we need to read the same stuff

over
and
over 
and
over
As
our species can send a body to play golf upon the cheesey surface of the moon.

How ever

4 some reason known only to Rupert Murdoch 

the
intel
lie
gent
mil
lion
haires

who provide us mere mortals with our daily bread
and
yes i would like to have lots of wedge
so
i can step off the treadmill
of paying the taxes on the wills i accommodate nay accumulate
ever week i die.

Pause for thought

Will the peep who reads this in say 1000000000000 years time 
and as of yet no one has ,but full of hope, i am only looking 4 one sane loony.

Will the peep tink; what a load of reasonable waffle
This bod has a point
or
Will this get to
                                a point worth reading
                                                                               Will it be enlightening
                                                                                                                              or just more crap



Beauty
is in the eye of the beholder

Madness
lies behind an open door closing backwards

Words
are the form that judges pronounce titles in

Music
creates memories

And last but not least
who the fuck
came up with NO!

isn't Yes! enough to be going on with.

Just maybe........ when some UG-UG
was trying, very hard to be different from the clan
making the pitch for; Hello I'm ere.

They, he or she.... miss-took the shaking of the head in a sideways fashion
as the opposite of the up and down
that was kinda known as conformation of an agreement between said parties.
In fact the side to side motion was in fact an attempt to be rid of a pesky fly that was trying to get some good solid wax for the creation of a homely warm water tight nesting arrangement for......

(apparently one should not repeat ones words ie "for" to often as it shows
a certain uneducated kinda upbringing, fuck dat!
i say, cus dis is from me soul wo/man to be politically correct so there posh twit Na Na Na)

back to the creation story


the young it was about to evict from its nether regions.

Sow a neddle pulling the thread out and into the light came up with the opposite of the said Nod
in agreement!

Thus summut else had to be and sum one came up with No!

Moral of this story is, blame the little things that are just trying to get by rather than ourselves as its easier and a good excuse for coming up with pesticides.

Also sounds alot better or more comforting than proclaiming; some tithhead human animal decided....
They,he or she wanted to have us little folk by the genitals.

Guess what i say we should say to those that imply they have our nether regions in their control.......

Yes, you may believe that
and
Yes, they are my nether regions
and
Yes i think you can Sod the Fek off.

Sounds alot better than No, don't u think.

Yes is good
yes is three
yes i'll turn
my back on thee

Yes is fine
yes is now
yes is a smile
and a wow

Yes is rich
yes is nice
yes is yes
so say it thrice.



wasteing my time

Yes
and its fun Na Na Na NAA NA
is any one
nodding.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I'd like to be gone when it happens

At a sunrise that will never be seen
Lizards examined the air

&

Count tear drops 
within 
Dawns pink sheets
until they evaporate 

&

Birds evenings songs
become complete



Spitting a kiss
That rides days breath.

It's declared

So they start anew


taste truth
&
It has survived the night


No bars
No windows dressed
No broken
silent hisses


The mid of this day

Heats the skin

Makes them sway & rock
no need for rubber sticky sock

Quite simple see


The Heat
The ride
A world at ease within its self

&

Self Doubt cuddled up to Listen to me, 
sleeping
High on a shelf covered in dust
                                               Waiting for evolution to arrive.....

Will that, be a beautiful dawn?.