I'm on the midnight trainWith Georgia on my mind.There's no longer a doubt, they cast the wicked outRight down the finest of lines. I'm flying over the Arizona sunWhere it is becomimg clearHumanity has won, ego is doneCompassion and hope are near. I'm with the Brothers and Sisters of LoveFilled with dance and songThey just… Continue reading Hope-elect
Category: creative writing
Hope-elect
I'm on the midnight trainWith Georgia on my mind.There's no longer a doubt, they cast the wicked outRight down the finest of lines. I'm flying over the Arizona sunWhere it is becomimg clearHumanity has won, ego is doneCompassion and hope are near. I'm with the Brothers and Sisters of LoveFilled with dance and songThey just… Continue reading Hope-elect
Economics Lesson
They taught me in Economics that money was infinite So why do hands curse and bodies curl, in boxes overhanging the highway. If money was infinite it would find them, would it not? It would flow downstream, flushing the land with riches - fish, fowl, flowers, fancy Did it get stuck along the way? Did… Continue reading Economics Lesson
Rule of Three
Get A Test You Know Best Keep Numbers Down For The Clown Get On Line It takes Time Drive Ninety Miles With Sick Child Don't Blame Me ‘Cause It's Free Labs Can't Cope All Shoulders Slope Heed The Phrase HandsFaceSpace All We Need Three-Word Feed Syllables Only Two Can't Not Confuse. * Rule of Six… Continue reading Rule of Three
So mote it be
I was still awake when I heard the news about Ruth Bader Ginsburg. I feel like I did the day after the referendum, like the sun suddenly dimmed.I refuse to give in to the fear of what might be and instead I am focussing on HOPE. The hope that we are compassionate and thoughtful beings.… Continue reading So mote it be
Reminding The Forgotten
New poem: Reminding The Forgotten Part One * * Oh do sit down. You are spoiling my view. No-one wants to hear From the Likes of you. * Please take your rants and your large-lettered cards. And stand over there Where the other ones are: * The sad and the mad ones that couldn't quite… Continue reading Reminding The Forgotten
Pride of Britain
I'll be proud of being British whenBritish people stop being so proud of nationalism, flags, and baying in a crowdabout some ghost of Britannia whoonly ruled the wavesby exploitation, ignorance and creating their wage slaves,who greedy men had convinced all evilcame from overseas,not from profiting from disaster whenthis country was on its knees. I'll be proud of… Continue reading Pride of Britain
The Bird gets the Worm
I could be content, if, I allowed myself to be. I could not write lists or set life goals, if I was happy, just Sitting under a big old oak tree. * I could watch the blackbird, (or is it a thrush?) as she Waits, fluffed feathers dripping, watching for the worms to hear that… Continue reading The Bird gets the Worm
Angel Squad 2: Whack-a-mole
Back without any demand whatsoever, it's the Angel Squad featuring Mikey and Cam. Please note that angels are not particularly left-wing as that would mean they would perpetually fly in circles not getting anything done. (Obvi) Also they are unlikely to speak like actors who have escaped from a Guy Richie film so, and I… Continue reading Angel Squad 2: Whack-a-mole
The Search for Truth (Poem)
The search for Truth We set out together to find it: I, scaled the hill and slid down the mountain; You, soared over the lake and stalked through the trees. * “I found it!” We both said, Grasping at the shimmering stone that had clung to the earth, wiping it clean with a sleeve. *… Continue reading The Search for Truth (Poem)
Writing and M.E. 