Mr Chips 21st Century

his sallow complexion
matched his vest
his teeth
his own..not false
ubermensch
cool
illustrating
new education
a few flawed concepts
with creative spelling

Rollin' On

just a gypsy gal
existing from day to day
keeps on tryin' on

For The Weekend

Haiku Heights

The Chelmsford Hanging Of Witches 1566

 

 

the chelmsford hangings

first witches hung in England

sad day for women

 

a cat named satan

was enough to condemn you

it's a cruel world

 

 

labour dedication discipline
all needed to pack these notes
neatly into little semi quaver passages

scary being a dangled exhibit
in front of an audience
if it works out they applaud
if it doesn't they still do

Upgrade

roads that are old
deteriorated
been around for too long
have a use by date
are destined for an upgrade

Woody Allen
Jack Nicholson
Rupert Murdoch
Kevin Kostner
Keith Richards
Mick Jagger
think so too

Charles doesn't

he dynamites
new roads
replaces them
with old ones

Haiku Heights

somewhat self conscious
brave pineapple bird competes
in cockatoo land

Thank you
Miss you
Love you

Thank Heaven For Silly Gels

I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
When I first met you
You picked me up shook me rattled my head around
Turned me into something new

Not so calm and flustered you are begging me now
That much I know is true
Smooth tres cool and tricky operational dude
Turned out to be a fool

Don't You Want Me Baby
NO
Don't You Want Me Ohhh

Don't You Want Me Baby
YES
Don't You Want me Ohhh

Every Home Should Have One

her greatest fear
was being without him

she cherished
more than anything else
the comfort of that
touch awakening her
from a nightmare
a hand on a fevered brow
when sick
snuggling into his back
on a cold night
her tearful anxieties expressed at 2 am
to a patient kind ear
the only person who
had ever been on her side

without that irreplaceable connection
her loneliness would
have been crippling
life would have seemed
futile
just marking time hoping
for a quick and merciful release

Gemini

a shroud of silence
he kept things close to his chest
gave nothing away

Jalan Legian

In memoriam for those victims of the Bali Bombing 12/10/2002

i walk past it every day
hard to believe their cruel ways
i will stay here come what may

Three Word Wednesday

miserable
streaming eyes
bathed in sweat
drowned in fumes
of eucalyptus oil
a brisk wind
blowing outside
a cold snap
barking cough
crackling wheeze
exotic viral invasion
detached and resistant
to modern meds
still no match for
my china's chilli chicken soup
guaranteed to nuclear zap
everything in its path

Haiku Heights

home is where we are
a couple of cool gypsies
wand'ring the planet

B B Homemaker Stars in Post Modern Prose Poem

rub a dub dub
scrubbing the tub
repairing the car
firing up the chicken
drinking martinis
reading novels
ok i can't do any more than this i will make a sign and crash tackle him with a pair of garden shears when he gets home and force him to give me an answer in writing on a blackboard so i can take it to my myopic lawyer along with footage of the distress he has caused me ruining my makeup turning me into a drunk,now i wear gawdy rings shop at sexy lingerie stores by refusing to get me a houseboy i have to crawl around myself in skimpy knickers on the bedroom carpet looking for my car keys and private notes that i write to myself in invisible ink blinded by thick runny mascara choking on the burning and fumes coming from the kitchen he knew i wanted a flamingo park just a small one all i wanted was everything i wanted in matching shades of pink fur
i cry
i drink
i smoke
i'm just a slave
all i wanted
was everything
and by next week
i probably will
get it

3WW

she
ripe with toxin
set on a course
of destruction
wounding and maiming
lacerating her dignity
her misery and hatred
as black as the night