Long Sewerage Poems

Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Twice told toilet tale – a cheeky execrable gross fable

which poetic product best be affixed 
with hashtag STINKY label.

As a young whippersnapper
and one precocious lad to boot,
I discovered common combustible materials
found in the bathroom.

At opportune...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVIII - Tongue Teasers

If the « Yellow Race » could have invented the alphabet, they wouldn’t still be seeing « Images » when they close their eyes. Picasso, Dadaism, Surrealist and Abstract painting...

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Sam came from Bollon on the Wallan S.W.Queensland Aus.

Sam Mc Croon came from Bollon soon
When he heard about old Galoon the Batey
 She was big an a Ox light in her sox
And she loved her...

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Oh what have you done to me,
A city built in the name of Christ.

When an earthquake struck,
Destroying all my pretty clothing
And shaking  the flesh off all my bones.
Leaving only my skeletal frame ,
Half submerged...

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I stand on the cliff’s edge and look down,
The falling stones, I hear their resound.
I close my eyes to feel the winds embrace,
I sense its touch all over my face.

I’m alone,
No fear...
The white waters pound...

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Rummaging streets in darkness,
sob caught my awareness,
I paused a bit in anticipation;
then, I noticed a girl sitting 
upon a sewerage, I moved to ask 
what harm her ecstasy.

I married my hubby a few years
ago and...

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Dad’s eldest brother’s son,
         		 had just turned twenty one,
                 ...

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THE DUNNY BRUSH
It has been here since modern sewerage was begun
and each water closet usually has at least one.
But to get a participant to use it, can really be a chore.
Most folk will use the...

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His life echoes in misery in his tin house,
as the arms of the law crackdown on rioters,
who get their money from politicians.

Selling second-hand clothes is his main job,
but the council officers extort money from him,
leaving...

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Where houses sing and dance 

Come to my city and see
Houses sing and dance in festivals
Buildings dance Ndobolo*, twisty 
Bumping in style and singing reggae
Clapping hands in joyful rhythm
And whistling with the winds
All day and...

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The sequestered plots of green
the rice shoots sway in the wind
overcast sky remains strangely still
ominous signs of a heavy downpour
that may flood the crop field
washing away the green shoots
watery grave stretching to the horizon.

The rain...

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The Shanty town had running raw sewerage
covering the lanes, people with horrific sores.
Leaking tin roofs gave little shelter but
baked in the hot African sun by midday.

The Politian's will tell you food and supplies
are getting through...

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SKY

It slides down silently
From the naked branches of tree
Hanging bats of shadow
And creeps incessantly 
In the barren alleys
When the hearsay of the sun crosses
The western sky
From the womb of the horizon
From bamboo grooves
From the meeting...

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The wise Twins

Behind you is a pair of twins, wise and humble
They conflict and quarrel with each other-no complain
With big stomach, big head you sit on them- no complain
Without wages they toil moon in moon...

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eyes the bi-camera
nose the bi-air detector
tongue the reporting journalist
legs the walk man’s prop roots
hands the defense acrobat
ears the spying  radar instrument
hair the cushion cover
stomach the chemical industrial plant
heart the pumping station
skin the warmth generator
liver...

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Look at how progress has scarred the planet Earth,
its lush mountains stripped of centuries-old trees
oblivious to value, just their cash worth.

We're not racked with guilt or feelings of unease,
ecology is the last thing on Man's...

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I don't have to worry about it,
the love making,
the doubt behind it's performance.
I'm on pills and that alone has its own
foreplay and routine.

I don't have to hold hands with you
or dry your tears.
my life is...

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Written in the glacier, will soon be obliterated --
The ice-caps are melting. 
We are the 'creepy crawler' huddling for space --we got it,
just to ruin our stay.

Written in the glacier -- a human tale
is just...

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Remnants of the past cast shadows
on his points of view
an attractive conversation
with no literal honesty
Pained at the cause
those scars that remain

Those lies on your breath smelled of raw sewerage
Tears showed every crease where rivers flow
my...

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Prejudice is voiced in words which seep out
Like sewerage on the sidewalk
Soiled and spoiled in the cesspool
Of polluted perspectives
They are cruel and cause the created
To cower and cringe
Their dreams die
And fill graveyards with potential

Scuffed and...

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