Long Catalogue Poems

A funny frog called Mr Snog,
once lived beside a slimy bog,
he was a most peculiar fellow,
his hat was red, his boots were yellow,
his waistcoat was an olive green,
the strangest sight you’ve ever seen,
no matter where...

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_ a symphonic, folk rock, blues song
1.
I'm an old man looking
For the lost, best parts of me.
I'm an old man looking
For the lost, best parts of me.
I'm looking in the places
Where the people say love...

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DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the...

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“Just when he thought he’d had all he could take,
April arrived like a careless mistake.” 

From DRIVING DIXIE DOWN by Anonymous Brown
Smithstonian Folkways Recordings catalogue # 317-704-1106

When something is broken, it’s no longer of any...

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'BRRRING BRRRING' said the telephone

“Oh hello” said the wide viewfinder to the telephone. “How are you today?” The telephone fell silent. Very silent. It had no battery with which to call, speak, shout or do...

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Wouldn't it be wonderful to wake up one morning
To find you were still a child
So much energy jumping up and down upon your bed
So many wonders and thoughts swirling through your bed
No responsibilities
Just fun and...

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A couple of twisted shacks composed in Card Board City in Everywhere 

County the nameless man or woman spits out another tooth with 
           ...

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"Samsara in the 5th"



The phenomenal world
is illusory, it calls for 
nothing of substance
romance is laid out
legs and hearts spread
open like a catalogue 
touched through the 
remittance of words
clicking like 
manolo blahniks
across a warm keyboard
cool slender...

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O' poets switch off all senses but one
as you enter this arena of aroma
as I nose out the world's perfumes
to boost thy nasal stamina.

A dainty phial of perfume is indeed
a perfect and preferred present
It's the...

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"That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery
 Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts with no restraint (not much...

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The question has to be this. Is a meow a cow?

Q1…...................A Catalogue?

Well what can one say?
Really all that?
How can I possibly make it under the word count?
So many pages and items itemised mean that descriptions...

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So I was walking down Market Street
There's a guy in a suit, with a leotard over the shirt and trousers (but under the jacket) in 28 degree heat
His thing was dancing to Michael Jackson's back...

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Lately i have been studiously going
over and delving into John Lennon's 
back catalogue of work

And what I learned and took from it
from it is this

It seems as if he really suffered for his
art what came...

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I studied cosmology for 4 years before I realized there was no mention of make-
up or hair styling.

I saw the movir "Superfly", and didn't understand why they never even showed a 
zipper!

I wanted Lasix surgery-...

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Basketball stands for war or battle.
That's why I think about the players'
personalities, in my foxhole or squad.
Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Dan
especially can pass making him master
and commander. To defeat them as we...

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She’s sitting in the corner,
Drinking coke and watching fox,
While musing that she’s single,
In her fuzzy socks and crocs.
She’s whining to her buddy,
Why is she not single too?
She says cos I do not own crocs,
So here’s...

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Doth it not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust though thy art,
To feel how I press thy singing
Close to my heart?

As though they were dried palm leaves
In Indian catalogue, your works
I would press so close
To my...

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Maurice the frog was q###r; of this he had no doubt and all the lady frogs just made him yawn.
He sat all day on his lily pad, flicking his tongue at passing flies, with never...

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You can probably tell I've always been inspired by Slim Shady 
By the way I rhyme words and the fact my pen's crazy
I'm the equivalent to Jason Voorhees listening to the Marshall Mathers LP with...

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Ted hunted high and low when trying to find the perfect wife
She must be subservient and fit in with his mundane life

The Internet looked promising to find a mail order bride,
and soon a special lady...

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Take care of her 
Keeping toes and ties off the ground
Beware of those with savage intent
To draw her down
Beware those of quisling heart
Who seek only to pillage then plunder her 
All those faces leering, cajoling,...

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Android Embedded Chrystal Blue

In the corner of the galaxy dead in front of night
Just left of the quasars charted long ago
A logic being called 732 thought out and calculated
Waited for the proper landing on the...

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(Author's note: It has come to my attention that the U.K. has decided to eliminate Holocaust 
education from its curricula, on the grounds it may "offend" some groups)

And so, for fear it may offend,
The truth...

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Trust on the basis of truth: endless war,
it’s a tragedy, a great destruction of humanity;
It’s suffused with blood, pain and mortality,
a case for the rest of the whole entire history.

  While many who go...

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My start in life was not round here, 
Newcastle was my home, 
But now I've spent 20yrs in washington where I roam, 
Now I wonder what is left, 
A hopeless future at its best, 
A...

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