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My poetry & prose



Day 29 #OctPoWriMo – Devolving Infrastructure

Train travel is a recent concept for me Travelling by bus to catch a train! They took our trains away long ago Before I was even born The beginning of reducing the conditions That improve standards of living Divided by... Continue Reading →

How to lift the lid on Pandora’s Box #NaPoWriMo2019 #01

Gather all the people Together in one vote. Give them a binary choice On something so convoluted You don't even understand All the connotations And permutations. Then lie, cheat, sling muck Don't worry about the truth It's all relative anyway.... Continue Reading →

Divisions 2017

Northern Ireland's Maginot Line Its Mason-Dixon, Rubicon, Hadrian's Wall, Great Wall of China, East and West Divide is fully in force! The map from these election results Is blindingly clear - There is no room For harmony, for rainbows, for... Continue Reading →


Green Land Cold Land Fair Land Blood Land Ireland. Fairest of Isles Home of the Children Drowned in blood Buried in bones Ireland.

Another Vote!

Another vote! May's absolutes are as Reliable as Trump's truths A well-matched pair Of distasteful bedfellows Another vote! Just what the country needs Another round of falsehoods Promises offered with Crossed fingers hidden Another vote! And the people who bleat... Continue Reading →

#NaPoWriMo2017 #18 – random line generator

When does the quaint hope enhance the hour? I went to bed last night, at an unusually early hour Not sure I would wake up Visions of the 1950s Cold war hysteria Crowded my sleep Warmongers here Warmongers there The... Continue Reading →

#NaPoWriMo2017 #14 – What if?

What if Presidents and Generals Were corralled and stopped from Sending drones and dropping bombs; From using frontline cannon fodder? What if they were sent to the front lines? What if their own lives were the first at risk? Would... Continue Reading →

Rage, rage against the age of hate

We need change, we need to wake up now!

I feel so frustrated, angry and empty of hope at the way things are right now in this world.

The Cost of Living

Who said you're dying, don't be so daft! We know you still can do some hard graft Can't you sit still an hour and lift an empty box? Then up off your ass and pull up your socks We don't... Continue Reading →

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