Thursday, 16 January 2025

What makes a piece of writing a poem?

If there isn't any rhyme
or at least repeating rhythm
it's just pretentious shredded prose
and not a proper poem
 'No-one but a blockhead ever wrote except for money'
                                                             Samuel Johnson
OK, so I'm a blockhead.

Sunday, 12 January 2025

Cheap Playlist

The DJ danced
as if entranced
by the music that he'd played.
The people stood
as if of wood
regretting the money they'd paid.

Saturday, 11 January 2025

I waited at the crossing for
the cars to stop and lights to change
but facing me they'd wait no more
to pass across and extend their range.

One after another, then twos then fours
past the red light they surged ahead,
unstoppable, ignoring the laws -
one hundred frigate birds overhead.

Wednesday, 8 January 2025

Tweets 21

The torment of a man's old age:  young women


Avenida Vieira Souto
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It's hard to judge quite which is best
of parading male and female breast -
the boobs on the birds
or the pecs on the geeks.

RANKINGS
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The song before the singer.
The poem over the poet.
The art above the artist.


it's hard getting up
from bathing in the warmth
of the winter bedclothes

Sunday, 5 January 2025

Forget souls; try sufaces

Personalities are surfaces with idiosyncrasies,
not smooth but covered in bumps and dips,
snags and dents, scars and scratches;
too smooth and they just slide past each other
but sometimes the imperfections don't miss
but catch one another, so to speak - kiss,
and then each surface has another that matches.

Saturday, 4 January 2025

TRICK OR TREAT


Past his youth and seemingly a lifelong bachelor
to everyone's surprise he suddenly had a ladyfriend.
No-one knew her or where he'd met her and he did not explain
but she was passably attractive and clearly younger than him.
He stopped his usual meetings with us, presumably besotted.
We learned about the marriage only after the event.
and  no more news until we heard that he'd become a dad
and nothing more for a year or so until we learned the sad
rumours of a very acrimonious divorce.
Of late he's started to rejoin his previous group of friends
but won't discuss his family and any mention offends.
He's very well off and I'm sure he can afford the maintenance
but I sometimes wonder how he views the whole experience.