Long Trainee Poems

In 1962, I was a caseworker, not a social worker, in the Cabrini-Green Housing Project in Chicago. In that era, the difference between a caseworker and a social worker was simple. A social worker had...

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My Angel Spirit Bird Neelkanth                    Dedicated to Deborah Guzzi

I dreamed one day, 
I was climbing a...

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he took the paintball on one sunken cheek

it hurt to be lopsided but the anger subsided

          the umpire declared the shot out of bounds

  ...

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For everyone that has been cheated on
For everyone that has been lied to
For everyone that has been hurt due to a dumb significant other
No need to see the doctor for being a victim of the...

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Taint/
There was a time when I felt like wealth 
all I needed under my belt, 
like why the f*** do I care, 
look at this Gucci I wear, 
like a movie directed by Luci, 
I’ve...

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She had a masters degree,
from Trinity Cambridge,
was brokering deals in the city,
with overheard talk re. financial leverage. 
Whilst I’d a diploma
from a,
“technical” college. 
A photographic memory, 
from heart she could recite, 
the Shakespeare plays and
the...

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FLEAS


Alarm clock   shows   Saturday   7 30. Yes, please!
More sleep  - a professional  delight for this catcher of fleas. 
For the  present,   I’m working from...

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My Dear Trainee Teachers
As you’ll be embarking on another chapter of your education,
Go with zeal and full determination,
Be curious to see your new destination,
Its an environment where you’ll meet the future generation,
Hoping to see you...

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For your question that seeks my honesty
On "Who do you think you are?" with poetry's beauty
Here am I revealing my identity
Along my spiritual bio-data filled by God's bounty...

I’m God’s blessed workmanship settled in His plan;
He...

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The working Class Woe (nihilism)

If I were a working class boy living today in a big city,  with little interest in academic studies, 
I would have found little and no opportunities for work. For...

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The Bumblebee 

He grew up in a poor household, thought
sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother
an eager reader had many books that were
given and sometimes stolen, often from 
those who thought books were decorations
beside a...

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Somewhere between increasing size of the uniform
Maturity kicked in, and I grew up, mom
Molded to be different than the peers I grew among
If I were to, meet my child avatar, how I would be viewing...

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The huddled elite of Europe were in an unprepossessing state 

as pouring rain was damping their hopes for their future reign. 

These were the best: brilliant, beautiful and young that we oldies 

can attest. Their...

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Layered Cake pt 1
I’ve known many unsavory characters from my home city of Manchester 
There’s the ex-demolition guy who took a great dislike to me
Did he have visions of blowing me up instead of my...

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The Mechanic
                             Frank Halliwell

Sam was a gynecologist,
But...

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For those we lost
Nuzlocking Pokémon Red
This is a poem 
To memorialize our dead

Rainbow

A level 4 Metapod
Caught with a single pokéball
Would grow to become
One of the best pokémon of all

Rainbow, the Butterfree
Evolved before our eyes
A valued...

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My day had started very well when Santa went on a test run
It was my first time on the sleigh; I thought it was great fun
But we hit a patch of turbulence, it is then...

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Muscles ache and backbones creak
New things bought become antique
Metals tarnish, plaster cracks
Paintings fade, their colour lacks
Rocks erode and woodcraft weathers
As does brick and hands and leather

So can't this work on poetry?
A problem for a bard...

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When I left school at age fifteen years
This brave new world held many fears.
I got a job from the schools careers man,
I was going to be a trainee electrician.
Turners Asbestos Cement in Trafford Park
Was where...

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You hide all the money,
Without paying to me a clue,
The skies was wet with morning dew,
At little time,broken ways get me not backslide, 
Broken ways,never goes on a king reign,
Hail a mind to sway,
We've moved...

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JERKS OF JEALOUSY


Two thick n' lovely friends, friends forever type
Ugly poverty had its brutal curse on both of them
Thick n' thin of life,  equally did they share...
Both good at sports, budding athletes of their...

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Fairies Stroke's Of Luck

Traipse taffaria fairies, comps citrine
fragrances, tis thirty orangey glean
plucked days hath November, foundation blend,
paints its labored autumns rests, well-earned friend.

Forbade naught tis these pristine fairies, gifts
kids pain brief, gather teeth hid neath...

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These headlines are a bee’s sting 
Most situations vinegar atop a slice 
Recurrences you would think good norm  
A father gone rogue taken his kid for wife 
Mentors hyenas over the innocent 
A sane...

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The Art of Catering 

There was a time I believed everything I read, even in Reader’s Digest. 
one such story was about a French soldier in the world war one who, 
in his breast pocket...

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The story of the young Jesus 

Jesus was sceptical of his tribe as a trainee carpenter
he was lousy, could even make a bookshelf, he was bullied for this.
Jesus took umbrage and criticized the establishment of...

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