Apr27

Sonnet XII I would assault the night and break the dawn; I would capture the Sun to keep its shine; I would accede as sacrificial pawn; I would redefine the Gods’ grand design; I would force the wind to change direction; I would repulse the unrelenting sea; I would fill the void with your reflection…

Apr24

She loves clothes but never gets to wear them out these days. They still hang deep in denial deep in recession in black hole chaos. They are castaways searching for Friday longing for sailing ship spotlight sun to light them. And then she’ll strut the catwalks on the glossy front-pages in her dreams of endless…

Apr23

Sonnet XI So, how about a fitting lock-down sonnet? Invoke William Shakespeare and St. George? It must be clean, so put some covers on it. It must be steel from finest Sheffield forge. It must be grand in image and in wit. It must make humble medics chests inflate. It must have characters that really…

Apr22

Happiness would be the quenched coal-fired power stations too late It’s could be the black heart oil well capped receding regretfully overdue It will be skeletal fingers provoking division cascade to run away to midnight All who see him will fear the deliverance he brings crashing All who hear his silent call will fall into…

Apr20

Haunting the shadows, A shimmer of a man. The rumour in the dressing room Keeping understudies worried. Two trickles reveal mastery, reprogrammed, re-positioned, mannequins of passion, Modelling automatons. And, in long strokes of ecstasy the Golems have hooved feet. They report perfect motion And steal the show. Bram Stoker, Irish author, famous for his Gothic…

Apr18

Rape is up again, statistically. As is murder, assault and drug dealing. The root of all this can be traced back to Dubstep And television. People sneak up the back stairwell, Creeping up on creeps cutting lines On crap old tables cluttered by empty vodka bottles and Uzi 9mms All to the driven back beat…

Apr17

From tomorrow I will be a better person… I will make something of myself. I will do 50 pushups with the intention of attaining Atlas. I will eat sensibly I will gain new knowledge from Wikipedia. I will learn to play the Oboe. I will teach myself French and become a Polyglot. I will defy…

Apr16

Sonnet X Can you see me, brother? Do you hear me? We’ve wow’d these streets a million times before, We’ve asked the audience to simply be There for us and listen as we implore. We cased the joints, directing everyone, Seeking perfect sunlit film locations And, despite the budget cost overrun, Act perfect scenes for…

Apr15

Oh, I know how this ends. Call me a soothsayer if you want But, I can just feel it in my bones. It’s like I’ve seen this all before. Played out like a rewound scene on the DVD special edition. A Hollywood production with top VFX. Look at that! The flat end is pointing up…

Apr14

Tea. Purple, isn’t it? At least a reddish-brown… before the skimmed subverts its strength before the gold top tops it with rising golden beads that sail against the slurp. My fun… is in the pour of boiling water, straight in the shocked mug, and then add the doomed tea bag. My fun… I lose myself…