New poems

 

Cherry

Afterlife

The former enemy of the people is coming to a theatre near you The people flock to hear his stories of politics in the old days when politicians...

Flat screen

The man who has come to fix the washing machine says “You’ve got a very small TV. Why don’t you get a bigger one? Our TV, is the biggest TV I have...

A beginner’s guide to social change

When a small man died, alone, in a forest community leaders were unable to agree on whether the right to demand justice in the newspapers belonged to...

Conspiracy Theory

There is an international conspiracy to prevent the spread of my poetry they know it is not possible to defeat my work on its literary merit So the...
Cherry

Bring back Blair

There’s an ill wind at our windows There’s a cold moon in the sky It’s hard to sit through Newsnight Without feeling the urge to cry It’s an orgy of...
Cherry

Execution

10pm, outside the London Overground at Walthamstow Queens Road an incandescent man shouts into his mobile phone “I’m going to take her fucking head...
Cherry

The bones are all right

He’s so angry about the future Buffeted by changes he can’t stop Stomach tightens at mass immigration Hamstrings snap outside Romanian shops His...