London Poems

I sit here 
In a place where I have no fear 
Will there be another score? 
Does the crowd want more? 
Chelsea is on top 
While Arsenal should not want to stop 
The cheery contingent wants the action 
And the...Read More

piri piri and piss
stain the paper baldachins
of everyday-value men

their hands grow
out of London planes
to pray; or serve curry

and whether or not
they lose their bets
a party takes place

friends --
whom I miss
when I am gone...Read More

If there none to be of poetry
The night would have no stars
to guide love slaves their incentive
to produce yet a simple flint to spark
and swoon pulsating hearts their claim
steads a blank page none commit to mind

If there none to be...Read More

I don’t miss the city,
the metropolis I once knew was built
on the edge of a never-never land.

I miss just this: a green half-acre, 
a cultivated fenced enclosure 
with a round bandstand; a Victorian structure
surrounded by a bed of carnations –...Read More

Britainers have no idea of distance
Ontario to B.C. is just a hop, skip and a dance
About 3,000 miles
London to Aberdeen 450 miles
Holy crap, no chance to change your underpants




...Read More

A solitary wren perches on a perfect arch
And warbles a pitiful tune 
A domed silhouette is cast against the moon
The faded cerulean crown

Pillar upon pillar, arch upon arch
Magnolia marbled magnificence resides amongst concrete 
But where history and metropolis meet
St Paul's...Read More

I finally finished retiring four years ago,
a process that started in my mid-fifties
due to late adopting kids with special needs,
including needs for me to be home
to personally walk them on,
harness them in,
and wheel them back off, their diverse buses
and robotic...Read More

He should have bought that land back then
- a brownfield site for sixty pound.
That price is off the cards today
He'll never get that Chance again
despite what other 'players' say.
Our anti-hero, London bound
had little cash, so moved around.
'Sacrificing love for power'
he...Read More

WOW! What a jam packed week ahead..
I've no time to rest or sleep.
I'm working 8 hours each day
For the bills I must pay..
And multiple adventures to seek.

I've lost 20 pounds and tried on new dresses..
Shopped for shoes at designer label...Read More

If you look at ol’ Bram Stoker,
Irish writer of Dracula fame,
it can be quite hard to believe
that any remember his name.
At first just a civil servant,
then he managed a London stage,
doing books for Henry Irving,
a great actor of the age.
Then...Read More

London is bewildered by its roads
The Circular, the North,the South,  the Codes
The Morse  and the  Enigma Turing broke
So now we have new bicycles with spokes

Once we had the A to Z  in hand
Turn it upside down...Read More

Today West Ham Went Berserk 
And Bournemouth Lost Its Shirt 
No Need for A Cover 
Since Jason Was Sent Home to His Mother 

So Far, Its Four 
That the Hammies Have Scored 
This Will Put A Little Space 
In the...Read More

London is bewildered by its roads
The Circular, the North,the South,  the Codes
The Morse  and the  Enigma Turing broke
So now we have new bicycles with spokes

Once we had the A to Z  in hand
Turn it upside down and you'll be grand
New...Read More

I can feel my spirit crying 
And I can tell that someone is dying
I can feel my spirit crying 
When a special tear drop from my eyes
It is not a tear of worry,
Neither is it a tear of anxiety
It is...Read More

Somewhere 
or Maybe Far Away Further Still

Come home my friend, 
you have been gone too long. 
You went without me, 
adventuring places, 
I can not go. 

I need to be there. 
I need to make sure, 
things go well. 
Who...Read More

How Long the Night
translation by Michael R. Burch

It is pleasant, indeed, while the summer lasts
with the mild pheasants' song ...
but now I feel the northern wind's blast—
its severe weather strong.
Alas! Alas! This night seems so long!
And I, because of my...Read More

the two lovers on the train


the two lovers on a train think their secret is safe but everyone can tell theyve fallen under loves embrace shes gone pink and he a shade of blue for hes forgotten how to breathe...Read More

and though the sun shines brightly not
the tree lights this night of snow and ice
long it was for your love that i had sought
having it now is very nice

and though the sun shines brightly not
you keep me warm as a...Read More

Sometimes I just want to shout
About this world and its failings about
With Terrorists stabbing in London Town
And gunfire for some is the only sound

And we who have it all
Look down on the people scratching a living in the call
And we...Read More

Automatic doors
let in people
and draughts automatically

As the darkness grows
the faces in the window
become more real

Kim James
8/1/96...Read More

It hurt to forget and take the wrong line home
To steal into my flat
Hoping the resident wouldn’t come.

To have to think about my movement through the crowds
With my bags
To follow familiar paths in the beautiful soft rain
Unblinking, unthinking, dazzled by...Read More

I must tell you of a yarn 
About the Prince’s barn 
It sits on a hill 
Overlooking an area where there was so much kill 

Today it is a place where one goes to find peace 
And think about their...Read More

There once was a poet from London,
Whose verses often veered t’word a pun,
He suffered the asthma,
Had anemic plasma,
So paper and ink summed up his fun 
...Read More

Christmas Day in London many years ago
A little girl was looking out of the window at the snow
That was drifting down gently from the sky
She was mesmerised by this scene 
Let me tell you why

It was like a picture ever-changing...Read More

"HOME"



Inside my heart
like a beating 
fleshy molusc

unfurling like 
the darkest 
Blood Red Rose

there in the 
very core 
of Me

sits stoic enthroned 
an etheric Pearl
hidden

like a Key

On it is written
“Daughter”
“Honesty”

Travel with it
in your memory
as you cross your Seas

In your heart is...Read More