in a leather jacket
birthday cake sandwiches help
clear my sinuses
Googly Hancock; and backseat baristas
Bob Dylan is back in the studio
did he pop out to the shops? Where's he been?
Big Daddy Kane outside Dapper Dan's -
You tossed a coin in the fountain
Wishing to be as happy as a blue cat
storckappopotamus
there will be no custard creams at my wake
nor chocolate bourbons;
take a long walk off a short pier
homewreckers and g'day mate cubes
Categories:
hancock, animal, anxiety, art, assonance,
Form: Free verse
A talented man has died and he's gone for eternity.
Prentis Hancock has died at the age of eighty-three.
This great man came into this world in 1942.
He starred in "Space: 1999" and "Doctor Who".
Millions are mourning because his life came to an end.
They are all sorry because they will never see him again.
He was a very important member of the Human Race.
It's sad to know that he's dead and can't be replaced.
When I say he went to Heaven, it's something I'm certain of.
All of his fans are saying goodbye to this man who they love.
[Dedicated to Prentis Hancock (1942-2025) who died on May 30, 2025]
Categories:
hancock, celebrity, death, england, goodbye,
Form: Rhyme
Afro Beats pulse through my veins/
Deep House vibrations as Dj Vertigo X manipulates the house vinyl/
The booth is alive/High-end sequences intertwine, complex melodies wrapping around me/
Jazz Hip Hop can you hear it? Waiting for the breakdown/ Do you feel It/
The echoes of Pete Rock and DJ Krush are in the air, a dance house of history, Bling to Swing, a playful soundtrack creaking in my ear/
Downtempo grooves guide our feet, Drums thumping, bumping/
Upright bass grounding our soul/
Melodic piano loops drifting, Chords and chromatic notes shifting/
Herbie Hancock to D’Angelo, From Prince’s Crown funk to our very own, Soulful loops, Jazzy Keys, Miss Anderson wants to sing if you please/
Tempos shifting, HI/high/treble/Top/ 85 BPM, 104 BPM, feel that ebb and flow, man, the sumptuously smooth journey unfolds/
Afro Beats and Deep House collide/
listen, baby, I ain’t talkin no playboy jive/
Categories:
hancock, spoken word,
Form: Spoken Word
Idi Amin, pol pot, stalin, hitler, francis drake, himmler
mengle, eichman, treudea starmer sunak churchill
jan paul kruger, general crook Tommy Robinson, pharoah mithererandates
moses fauchi mat hancock scott morrison, albanese boris johnson
dan andrews, gates, shipman, ceaser, ceaser's nixon biden trump
roosevelt eisenhower, g w bush, montgomery, rommel, patton
mussolini, mugabe, ian smith, joshua nkomo, chaka zulu. solomon
david and joab.)
Categories:
hancock, assonance, education,
Form: Bio
I followed the dust particle floating across my room;
more interesting than the flickering TV it passed,
rising rapidly from the heat the screen generated,
swirling for a heartbeat, captured in some unseen vortex.
Then, moving on, collecting a few friends from unread books,
pets, lovers long departed, embarking on a journey.
A tiny crowd amasses, circling, following the grooves,
twisting, dancing to the laid-back beat of Herbie Hancock.
A Pause, before leisurely following the golden wings
of a Meadow Brown making escape toward a window,
passing a shaft of sunlight igniting a trillion specks
of shimmering dust, a microscopic murmuration;
dust, which was something once.
Categories:
hancock, butterfly, imagination,
Form: Blank verse
Before I go ahead and Sign
On the proverbial dotted line
and place my John Hancock
May I kindly enough enquire please
What exactly currently is the going
Rent you are charging
For this lofty elevated empty space
residing inside your head
And does it have or provide any other
benefits apart from the two holes on
either side
That seem to whistle like wind chimes
which and whatsoever the prevailing
wind doth blow
And I see it also doesn't seem to come
with or be furnished with a brain inside
either
Just a keyboard with a poster above
it of what appears to be the sign you
find on the door of most men's toilet's
Sadly and unfortunately though the
Knob looks as if it's missing too small
or been mislaid
Like the brain itself
Categories:
hancock, slam,
Form: Free verse
The act his men did condemn
No exception: all of them;
Twelve thousand in his pockets,
Eyes causing to leave sockets,
His cheeks ripening for slaps,
Ears for women's shaming claps;
A union's contribution
For daily distribution...
Had meant it as a surprise,
Twelve and Low Account should rise;
He'll argue it "No idea!"
With benign smiles mask real fear...
New seen Mafia films on jobs
That leave behind irate mobs;
Hancock trying to be smart
Ends up jolting Trusting Heart.
Categories:
hancock, corruption, cry, evil, money,
Form: Rhyme
Boris and Hancock heads held high but don't be surprised for they know how to lie
Pockets jingling they have no shame, they don't really find you all the same
Watch your loved ones through a screen or don't see them at all
Boris and Hancock laugh at you all
10 downing street parties on ,creating billions for the monetary fund
While we lock down in the covid bund
Geneticall genocide in a town close to you, come buy your tickets discount for two, Geneticall genocide lockdown your mind cash is dirty don't you find
Geneticall genocide please don't resist hold out your arm the needle is bliss
Geneticall genocide please stay at home nature's no good you have no right to roam
PPE shortage it wasn't really strange it's great to prepare for the genocide game
Profit from suffering please we can't breath it's like a fictional story hard to believe
Mortality rates at yearly highs babies dying in front of your eyes
It's hard to believe they have your health in mind when they go on killing our kind
Boris and Hancock were puppets on strings I only wonder what the future brings
Yes away they walk heads held high
Every government knows how to lie.
Categories:
hancock, death, political,
Form: Rhyme
R is for the repeated distortions of facts,
A for press articles written with hacks,
M for the emphasis placed on survival,
P for the piss taken out of your rival.
A for analogies that never convince,
N for false narratives making us wince,
T for traditional values cast-off
That cause umpteen scholars and clergy to scoff.
L is for lovers whom I dream of all night,
E for electric bills high as a kite,
T for temptations I can’t keep at bay,
H for Matt Hancock - please God stay away!
A is for the **** he fondled intensely,
R for resigning - we respect that immensely,
G is for the government of which he was part, and
Y for the yes-men aboard that rotting cart.
Categories:
hancock, analogy, career, dream, emotions,
Form: Acrostic
Brits have gone bonkers over this:
Matt & Gina just shared a kiss!
Unless you are wealthy
Kissing is not healthy
Keep your distance! NEVER share bliss!
Categories:
hancock, relationship,
Form: Limerick
When I see Matt Hancock spin his lie
I can’t stop sing at his pink tie
He stands there like a demon telling us all what to do
He thinks we are stupid and don’t have a clue.
Take your restrictions your graphs and your tiers
You can’t control us all with your COVID-19 fears
It’s over now we have had enough
Shows us statistics we are calling your bluff.
We can’t be free with these measures In place
We are sick and tired of this nonsense give us some space
We can’t see our family other than Christmas?
We care, cause we see how you destroy our business.
If this is not an outreach of power the world has seen
Why do your worry about those who oppose the vaccine?
Categories:
hancock, abuse, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
The Contest
Enter the contest says Brian Strand
The form it does not matter
As long as I think it is not bland
Gives you a chance to natter.
What subject should I write about
What theme should it pursue
Times health, should it be paramount
Or those in the Virus grue
They say it's easy to strike a poem
Rhyme and reason's the key
Others of note, have been heard to groan
and from pages and pens they do flee
So, to the keyboard, I will travel
And will give it a bit of thought
wait the judgement of poet and gavel
and hopefully not done for naught.
William Hancock
09.04.2020
Categories:
hancock, creation, encouraging, fun, poems,
Form: Rhyme
EASTER THOUGHTS 1
The time of Easter comes around
It means so many things
Of Christian Life and thoughts of God
And what the Bunnies bring
Young Children yet to understand
The lessons they are taught
anticipate the coming day
Of chocolate they were brought
We're told the stuff may not be good
For health and for our face
Though these out through the window go
as through the Easter eggs we race
Understanding comes, as we grow
Acknowledged or denied
More faith placed in the chocolate egg
Than the Son of God, who Died
William Hancock
08.April.2004
Categories:
hancock, chocolate, easter, god,
Form: Rhyme
EASTER THOUGHTS 2
FLOWERS, SHOWERS AND FLOPPY EARS - THE RODENT HAS COME TO TOWN
FROM EIGHTEEN MONTHS TO INFINITY - WE HASTEN THE TIME AROUND
LIVE OR STUFFED, WE DO NOT CARE - EACH TYPE HAS A SPECIAL FEEL
COMMERCIAL STORES DISPLAY THEIR WARES - SO, IT'S THE WRAPPER I WANT TO FEEL
WE ALL DON'T WAIT TILL SUNDAY - WE GUTS JUST WHEN WE LIKE
AT BREAKFAST, LUNCH AND DINNER - MORNING, DAY AND NIGHT
FROM YOUNGEST THROUGH TO OLDEST - SWEET TOOTH KILLS COMMONSENSE
FIT THOUGHTS AND DIETARY PROGRAMS - ARE LEFT SITTING ON THE FENCE
EASTER COMES AND EASTER GOES - AND THE EGGS THEY ARE NO MORE
THOUGH I'VE NOTICED HEAPS OF CHOCOLATE BLOCKS, IN THE SUPERMARKET STORES
William Hancock
04.April.2005
Categories:
hancock, celebration, chocolate,
Form: Rhyme
Easter Thoughts 3
Easter's come and Easter's gone - My Jaws and Stomach's sore
And the word or sight of Chocolate - Doesn't excite me any more
Your eye's are bigger than your stomach - or so the saying goes
My shorts no longer fit me - and I cannot see my toes
Twenty types of Chocolate - And forty different brands
to lounge and pick-from amongst their midst
Does make you feel quite grand
The Poor, The Weak, The Lonely - The Sick and Elderly
Five class of Humankind I know - whose lives are Chocolate free
The time might come, when I might add - the Wonka to my name
Strawberry creams and Turkish delights - bring fortune and more fame
I've had my fill, I've had suffice - no bloody more for me
I'll take a rest, build up my strength - and get ready for the Xmas tree
William Hancock
08.April.2004
Categories:
hancock, chocolate, easter,
Form: Rhyme
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