Green was my shortest colouring pencil. The acorn and the oak. Sherwood Forest and Robin Hood. Pasture and hedgerows. The Hundred Acre Wood. Card tables and snooker baize. My lady in greensleeves. Bowls to the […]
Jazz astounds Jazz confounds Jazz rebounds betwixt the soul and the bones Perpetual motion in search of a home Never at rest Aural physics of the blessed Jazz resounds As Mr. Marsalis and his crew […]
In celebration of the birth of a new style of British politics, and the overdue education of the British voter about how their constitution really works. I. On election day, the voters made their decisions. […]
In memory of Britain’s anachronistic electoral system, which hopefully died on May 6, the evening of the 2010 General Election. I. He did not wear his azure tie, For blue is calm but sad, And […]
The girl they call Kate-la-Plate, Jumped right on to a roller skate. She rolled herself down the hillside, Shouting and screeching: ‘watch out, mate!’ But keeping her balance all the way, Until her wheels got […]
What peculiar creatures are we. They say we descend from monkeys. Lost our hair and our tails, Brush our teeth, cut our nails, Dream of holidays on safari. What peculiar creatures are us. They say […]
This is a poem I wrote recently to celebrate the birthday of Mrs. Tracy Buys. Saying that, I think it is true enough for all, whether looking back on bring 30 or still looking forward […]
The ruba’i is a poetic form of olden times, Lines 1, 2 & 4 must rhyme, Popular in Persia in the 11th Century, Most famously by Omar Khayyam. Choosing to twitter or to tweet, Is […]
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