PLAY ON

PLAY ON

 Ensconced here in contemplation

Your presence overwhelms me

Arms outstretched, yet never chiding

Even knowing my ways were wrong

 

Burning both ends speeds up damnation

I can see that now;

Lust living in the wings

While the songs sang themselves

And courage dredged from the bottle

While the melody lingered on

 

 Music was my life

But you changed it all;

Your song will still be nectar, Lord

When all this is gone…

from my new collection; http://www.tinhuttalespublishers.co.uk/67/

 

67 – A COLLECTION OF POEMS

67

67, my first collection of poems is now available as an ebook by Tin Hut Tales, and will be available as a paperback in about two weeks time

http://www.tinhuttalespublishers.co.uk/67/

 

 

JUST WALKING

 Walking…just walking

Away from the hum and drum

Away from the hub and bub

Away from the whine and grind of this rusty city

Couldn’t take it, they will say

Well, let them

This place isn’t all it’s cracked up to be

 

I saw a man today selling boxes to homeless people

Business was brisk

Did you know that the stone from the Pyramids

Would build a wall round England ten feet tall?

They say John the Baptist was gay

Funny the thoughts that come into your head when you’re walking

 

There was an old woman who lived in a hovel

She didn’t have any shoes but no one cared

She fell down one day

The hospital put her in a trolley for a few weeks

Then sent her away

Back to her hovel, her piss-stained bed, her broken radio

Her clock that didn’t tick, her bare cupboards, her solitary chair

Carried her up three flights, stood her in front of a walking frame

Said ‘take care of yourself, dear’

 

The whole fucking world anaesthetised by indifference