Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, The Main Thread on Jun 28th, 2009 No Comments »
Well, a sunny day in ‘Narfawlk’…
Not Norfolk, but can recommend catching Northfork the film if you get a chance - nice, and suitably quirky…
photo: doublefeaturepodcast
This is great… Roos and Wallabies are pretty unhinged sometimes anyway, so what they’d be like smacked out on opium is a truly pleasurable thing to contemplate :)
thanks to monkeyc.net for [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs on Jun 24th, 2009 No Comments »
slice of dead cows bum
in summer barbeque breeze
mine medium rare please
couldn’t resist really…
needed excuse to use photo…
which isn’t entirely congruent of course…
as roast is brisket whereas haiku refers to topside, silverside or rump… :P
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, Poetry/Lyrics on Jun 22nd, 2009 1 Comment »
Cheek to cheek
mooching
and softness
eyes half closed
sharing
private thoughts
on brief reunions…
Exotic dance
and secret song
echoes in their ears
sharing
a chosen bonding
of a few brief years…
Apart for
the most part
solitary & travelling
for thousands of miles
coming back
occasionally
to touch down
on jointly shared Isles…
Looking for truth
making a home
evidence to be
sometimes wide
of the compass mark
then missing
of sharing
and returning to sea
alone…
A swirling and circling
storm clouds threatening
head [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, Poetry/Lyrics on May 20th, 2009 No Comments »
Streaking cirrus
on blue and
light orange sky
empty
another day goes by.
Another day
spring already weaning
flowers beautiful
colourful
scented
looking for meaning.
Meaning for writing
papyrus electronique
seems like there’s nobody in here
and no reason
no reason to speak.
But speak we do often
too often by far
trouble seeing truth nowadays
silence might be best
when elbow’s on the bar.
Bar raised too steep?
integrity
a castle keep?
honesty with self
getting too deep?
where’s that [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs on May 15th, 2009 2 Comments »
On river flowing,
next bend,
next turn,
flowers spilling off,
a tree in full spring flight.
Loud music,
loud emotions,
feel like you can’t turn a trick,
butter on toast,
egg yolk on the floor,
just ask anyone,
they’ll show you the door.
Another chord you let,
go by,
reverberates,
in your brain.
Love’s not designed,
to inflict pain.
Fox on the trail,
pheasants in the field,
all truth, blessing…
all Love,
Cosmos has revealed?
Walking on the [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs on May 1st, 2009 1 Comment »
The springtime fields
jumping out to meet you.
Have you met you recently?
They are dancing with you
in colour
and in light
it’s so dazzling
and
it’s so bright.
Have you danced lately?
Brush aside
the occasional
rain bearing cloud
inevitable
an English summer
“skin is water-proof”.
The badger and
the hedgehog
the squirrel and
the crazy pheasant.
Indulged yourself yet
in a northern hemisphere
island
spring
leading to summer
beauty this year?
next year’s a promise?
maybe?
let yourself be
blessed today?
With
imagination
joy
exuberance.
With [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, Poetry/Lyrics, SocioPolitical, The Main Thread on Apr 27th, 2009 No Comments »
They found him in the bathroom,
exit wound identifiable,
7.62mm,
full metal jacket,
muzzle velocity,
2,800 feet per second,
blew the back of his head,
clean out.
The blood on the wall was…
in the pattern of?
well, possibly…
Any symbol of the times which,
the media could assign it,
however stupidly…
“If it bleeds, it leads”…
Oh look!…
It’s a swastika,
or a hammer and sickle.
Maybe it’s the morally broken cross [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, England, Mini Rants on Feb 17th, 2009 No Comments »
==== AN OPEN LETTER ====
I am at a loss for words…
Well I was, but I have subjected myself to intense pyschotherapy since receiving your letters beginning in 2008. Feeling somewhat repaired I now seem to have enough vocabulary restored to respond to your most recent correspondence.
This is the second debarcle I have had with you [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, Poetry/Lyrics on Feb 7th, 2009 1 Comment »
Yeah c’mon!
belly-flop in,
take a big mouthful,
of those ghosts,
which have been.
Squiggle the surface,
a tempting?
a pretty fishing ‘fly’?
see its reflection,
of past,
and have a good cry.
Triple hooks,
strong tropical fishing rig,
a doubling of chance?
for real insight,
or un-truth,
or another merry dance?
Big weights,
rough seas,
commune with the mermaids,
and other fantasies…
But don’t waste time…
trawling that bottom,
down there in those depths,
its not likely, big [...]
Posted in Bits'n'Bobs, Poetry/Lyrics on Feb 1st, 2009 No Comments »
Never e’nuff certainty,
although, of course,
‘constant change’ comes to mind,
oh, that cliche again…
possibly more accurate…
the constancy of history repeating?
Repealing 2008,
remembering 1928,
revealing 2008…
Ever feel like,
you wanted to get off?
The ever loud driving,
the ‘party’,
the bass-beat of greed…
‘get ahead’,
‘go ahead’,
too empty a mantra…
Left ringing in your ears?
Did you get a chance to stop and look…
at the beauty of the [...]