Does time exist???

 

DANDELION DAY

Winter won't last long

or are some of us dreaming

time doesn't exist

Hills as high as kites

higher ones to spring up soon

buildings that scrape skies

Figuring things out

rain won't wash away the pain

or clean greenhouse gas

and the wellingtons they chuck

at the great unwashed masses

Seasons come and go

summer seems like forever

dandelion day

They talk in whispers

about the awakening

like we're all asleep

but they've got what we've not got

they've got rakes shovels and spades

Heads up in the clouds

no one knows if they will fall

from their mountain high

Pick and mix the past

they shout it from the rooftops

of the mock-tail bar

shake up the unenlightened

no future like the present

Nothing inside us

can cleanse us now it's too late

everything is wrong

Time does it exist

or are some of us dreaming

winter won't last long

12122020/12122024

Madness...

Previously published in Poetry Now Anthology

Cowardy Custard's Last Stand (in Salford) Poetry pamphlet

and on my poetry archive bloggage at: www.mcfcuk.blogspot.com

I first wrote this little piece over thirty years ago, and finally it looks like someone has actually taken my advice. It was on the evening news that a church in Torbay is offering cycle repairs...

SALFORD
MADNESS
COMMUNITY
CHURCH
If I was the vicar
of this church
the first thing
I'd do is take
down the sign
that says:
No right of way
to public
No cycling
I'd invite the kids
down to spray
paint the walls
I'd stick up a
notice that said:
Public right of way
Cyclists welcome
punctures repaired
But perhaps there's
a method in their
madness after all.

01091989 

24/Conclusion

 

GLOBAL/NAPOWRIMO 2024 

CONCLUSION

First of all may I take this opportunity to congratulate everybody who completed, or even attempted, the thirty poems in thirty days challenge this year.

As ever, I feel as if I have failed to achieve very much this year, apart from the fact that I was able to complete the April challenge once again.

So, thank you for reading my posts and liking them, here and there, on FaceBook. Also, a very big thank you to the four thousand plus hits I got on my STG bloggage.

Of course it's never about the numbers, but it is nice to know that there are still a few people out there who do actually make/take the time to have a look at my work.

I would like to try and finish the month by writing another piece for my 'Hello Am I Even Home' collection, I had been thinking about the mechanics (for want of a better description) of writing this piece throughout April, but it just never happened.

HELLO AM I EVEN ESCAPING

Hardly holding onto the safety rail

I made my way down the old concrete steps

I slipped a little at the bottom but

recovering quickly I continued my escapade

Only looking around to see if either of my helpers

had noticed that I was missing yet

of course I had no intention of actually escaping

I simply wanted to find out if they would miss me

Starting to shiver a little I wished that

I had put a coat on over my pyjamas

one of my slippers was already soaking wet

and it dawned on me that I hadn't taken my pills

I was already in the city centre

the hustle and bustle and the smell of coffee

that daily greeted the early morning workers

where am I hello am I even escaping

01052024

Napo 24/1

Global/Napowrimo 2024 

The April challenge of thirty poems in thirty days.

All my entries will be posted on my 

Sweet Talking Guy bloggage at sewina.blogspot.com

Here's today's post:

NEVER MIND

Pews discarded like an ancient church hall

more Pastors than an Italian menu

They sing the hymns and bang the tins

like Oscar Wilde in Reading Gaol

Sadly there's no room left for Easter

It's religious to celebrate they say

sacrilegious as church on Sunday

scoffing they disregard Christmas too

Never mind the weather the beer is cool

Where do you come from? England I tell them

They pour Red Horse litre after litre

until it comes out of my ears

01042024

World Poetry Day 2024

 

WORLD POETRY DAY 2024

METRO MOON

Did you hear the news?

If not you'll hear it soon

a Filipino space ship

has landed on the moon

The tricycles and Jeepney's

will follow very soon

from a villa in Manila

to a capsule on the moon

They're going to colonise it

cause more are coming soon

they'll plant a flag and claim it

and call it Metro Moon

21032024

Haikuish...

 

THE TREE

The brain of the tree

is in the grain of the bark

Spring green leaves fall brown

13022024