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Angry Man
‘Savoury stuff. That’s the ticket,’
Said my friend in the canteen queue.
Naturally more circumspect,
I asked ‘Is that potato real?’
‘You’re joking,’ quipped Young Doris
(Old Doris was doing desserts),
And piled the slop up on my plate.
Those lunches hit you where it hurts.
Finding a table, we sat down,
With colleagues in old overalls,
Who talked of hangings and o...
Friday 11th April 2025 7:45 am
Time Lapse
A soothing spectacle on screen:
A desertscape in lapsing time,
Where scenery - cactus, rocks, sand -
Never changes. The clocks tick on.
Though days flash by, time seems to freeze;
Sunrise repeats like gunfire.
Life seems eternal, unchanging,
The only obstacle being
Our usual human wear and tear.
Beyond, stormy seas of nonsense
Batter the crippled innocence
Of ...
Thursday 27th February 2025 4:36 pm
Kicking and Screaming
The clowns and the madmen are led away,
Kicking and screaming, kicking and screaming.
The brand-new Bentley is brought out to play,
Factory-gleaming, factory gleaming.
The streets are swept free of the dust and muck,
Spit-clean and polished, spit-clean and polished;
Around lies the city’s ardour and luck,
Smashed and abolished, smashed and abolished.
As simpering rules...
Monday 26th August 2024 8:21 am
Nineteen Eighty-Four
‘A truth denied is truth decried’,
I once heard some wise person say.
But what if truth is optional,
Or fuzzy-edged or ill-defined?
(The point seems rather underlined).
Then how differs fact from fiction
On this or any given day?
There is no future and no past;
It’s just a matter of control.
What has happened and will happen
Depend upon our latest whim
(The pr...
Saturday 15th June 2024 8:53 am
Election Campaign
We went to a ball, but they said we could not dance.
We joined a choir, but they said we could not sing.
We ordered a beer, but they said we could not drink.
We shared an embrace, but they said we could not love.
We went to the bathroom, but they said we could not wash.
We sat in a restaurant, but they said we could not eat.
We took out our pens, but they said we could not write.
...Saturday 20th January 2024 8:46 am
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