Poems

Erm, poems I have written

Milton Keynes

Milton Keynes, Milton Keynes Is a place I’ve never been I just know you steal football teams

Corporate Coffee

To speak the lingo, just add –o

Dead badger on the A605

Friday evening A rushed dinner Into the car, heading out of the city. Hot, and the sunroofs meagre breeze doesn’t stop the sweat beading on my brow.

Horsing Around

Horses are funny in Britain.

Market Trader

Fingerless gloves Polystyrene tea Market trading life for me

The Clean Man

I see no dirt when dirt is there

How Deep

Is the lake that has a 'No Swimming' sign? Can eyes really be before you get into the brain

Ode to a Pink jumper

People make statements with clothing I like this band, or support this team.
Cherry

The O2 Kama Sutra, Sponsored by Motorola

A survey of 18-24 year olds revealed that most would rather do without sex than be without there mobile phone.

Over the Line

Gracefully Elegantly Forward then back Forward then back A sweeping arc Brushing Just touching A dust falls The wing mirrors kiss As I park next to my managers car

Life cycle

It's getting cold The warmth is fading And my food supply is coagulating

Two minutes

For two minutes The chatter stops The phones don’t ring The e-mails don’t go ping The cannon fires, and The world starts again. In another part of the world The chatter is radio

Pasta Fascist

All household tasks are shared In our domestic bliss I’ll clean all the toilets Whilst she plays with the kids Although ironings not my strength I’ll...