Long Workmate Poems

A workmate friend of my sister; Donella was her name,
was asking questions about snakes and how she felt the shame
of murderers who kill them off; ‘They’re God’s creatures too you know’,
but she had then admitted...

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Have you ever met those kind of blokes who get upon your nerve,
when they quote continual references that most think should deserve
a threatening confrontation that if they make that quote again, 
then the punishment that’s...

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Who am I? 
I’m a mother, daughter, wife, and friend,
I’m a workmate, although sometimes have to pretend
To be happy,  smile, have fun
At times I just want to hide, maybe run
From people, work, situations,
I don’t...

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Baby Blues

Tom considered himself a very lucky man
His girlfriend, Sally, was pregnant, going for a 20 week scan
They decided they wanted to know the sex, and Tom’s heart was filled with joy
When the Stenographer proudly...

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You reminded me again, not to be late.
That I shouldn't let you hate.
What we have because it's delicate.
That you are fed up, trying to put me upright.
Talking about how much money I waste.
On things that...

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There goes my hero, he’s ordinary, 
like in the Foo Fighters song 
Carries no airs or graces, 
makes me feel like I belong 
A family member perhaps, 
even a workmate, or friend 
Someone who can...

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David Bowie told us, though I haven’t seen it yet
It puts it in your mouth when it takes a cigarette *
It’s important in the kitchen
It can even have a stitch in
Most of us are hoping...

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Incident Report 74399 2020 
JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX
 


Obsessed with speed
I was that 
Round the dial
Engine fecking screaming

Me racing them
Or just myself
Not ever stopping
After we collided

Something about movement
Positive insane velocity
I could drive
Surely the best

Crap limited cars
Only...

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A crazy Boyfriend I have
one time he invited me
for birthday party.
I entered the room
 but no welcome from his mouth.

Another guest came in
and sat on a chair.
To the ground
he was thrown by host.

Workmate handed over...

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Thoughts honed to a razor’s edge
The dictionary and thesaurus be my whetstones
Set atop my stalwart quadrupedal aide
Pulverized hemlocks be my stationary cohort
A hewn cedar be cylindrical partner in rhyme
A sooty viscous slurry be my workmate
The...

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A summer smile stuck on my face,
as I watched a soda truck racing
across the yellow maize farm.
"What is a soda truck doing 
in the countryside, far away from
shops and clubs?" my workmate asked.
He looked as...

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I don’t want to think about it
The strain of being a parent
Of a handicapped son
I worry each day that he is alright
And that he will be happy in his life

What’s going to happen to him
When...

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