Best Chimneys Poems

'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst...

Read more of this work...

Walls Make Bad Neighbours

‘All in all we are just bricks in the wall’ deconstructed by Pink Floyd
        ...

Read more of this work...

Monet


Come with me, let us rekindle love –
walk with me over bridges aglow
while rivers magically glisten below.
If you hold my hand, 
perhaps, we might spy...

Read more of this work...

T’was flair from the cobbles that drove the loom
with forced hardy sweat they laboured till eve
a family tradition from the womb
with threaded shuttle and reed...

Read more of this work...

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes 
alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys  
dreaming I saw before me a big white puff...

Read more of this work...

land of lost shadows
and unweathered skies.

five urban colours
through unflinching eyes.

tall distant chimneys
and schoolyards at play.

smoke drifting sideways
in stillness each day.

sketches on packets
of stained cigarettes.

strange brooding...

Read more of this work...

The musk of damp earth after a coating of autumnal rain permeates,

Smoke upon distant chimneys, spiralled clumsily, enveloped by the evening sky,

Leaves underfoot make a...

Read more of this work...

The main purpose of life is to live rightly, think rightly, act rightly. The soul must languish when we give all our thought to the...

Read more of this work...

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing 
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here...

Read more of this work...

when industry
stood on this soil
with chimneys that 
spewed sweat and toil
the furnace fires 
relied on mines
through arteries 
of railway lines.

now looking back 
to charcoal skies
through...

Read more of this work...

What's up with Santa


Chimneys not swept Santa isn't happy
He is sick of the soot making him snappy

Families have lost the one thing that gives a...

Read more of this work...

Elephants ran
	from the perilous sounds
the bakery overcooked the days bread
	winter tires
installed on the wheelchairs
	soldiers in a line to eat cakes
bread was in short supply
	monsters on...

Read more of this work...

Exclusive Birth Rights

I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral...

Read more of this work...

In loving warm tenderness
outside crystalised dew 
reflecting rainbow colors shine
shining frosted glitter sparkling love
beautiful upon the ground 

Looking towards a blue sky
brushed with pearl white...

Read more of this work...

Fall fell in and flat lined Summer’s promiscuous pulse.
“You’ve had your play now go: enough of your insults.

You sent your disastrous rain where it wasn’t...

Read more of this work...