She looked above at the starry sky

and stretched her little arms up high

but disappointment creased her face

and grasping hands fell back in place.

Perhaps it looked like a bright balloon -

just two and reaching for the moon.

If only life were like the stories

instead of the way it usually sucks;

if ugly ducklings always turned swans

instead of becoming ugly ducks.

Free the children

How dare they imprison such young children

scarring their growing minds for life

warping their forming personalities

cursing their psyches with unsort strife !

Surely they must see what they're doing

in so many household nursery dens.

We can't any longer turn a blind eye.

We must ban imprisoning cots and playpens.

Eve and Adam

So far, so good, said almighty God,

all previous plans rejected !

My latest design seems just about right.

and the prototype works as expected:

eggs from ovaries, tubes to uterus,

human conception via vagina.

Necessary internal nourishment

fully solved by the use of placenta.

I think I'm really on the last lap

except for problems like monthly bleeding

and birthing through such a narrow gap.

But with two external breasts for feeding

I feel it's almost time for a nap.

All I need now is some sort of sperm bank.

I think I'll invent a Man.

Smoking ban

People used to start smoking

when they were young, to look older

and when they were older, to pass the time.

Neither reason is needed now

with all our smart phones always on-line.

Tweets 18

Not voyeur but auditeur -

embarrassing noises heard from on high -

the moans and groans from the planes in the sky.

She always turns her nose up at me

but I wish she would turn her toes up at me.

The struggle for freedom is not between

capitalism and communism

but dictators and democracy

with reasons enough for pessimism.

"may I feel ?" said he (apologies to e e cummings)

She who lets me

fuck her gets me

The recent week's warm weather seems

to have hatched the eggs of house and fruit fly.

So one part of Nature deceived another

for the coming cold weather will soon make them die.

Weather  Warning !

Winter is coming - the Great Britain depression.

I didn't, couldn't choose

when to be born

but I shouldn't be unable to choose

when to die..

Two young women at a weekend disco

together but different as chalk and cheese;

both mesmerising in their own ways

and always a sight to please.

One nubile, dancing on her own,

her rhythmic swaying sexually flaunted;

the other immobile, always seated

and somehow seemingly haunted.

Despite repeated appearances

unlikely friends an observer thinks -

mythology personified

as modern day siren and sphinx.