Archive for June, 2016


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 24, 2016 by dc

It should never have happened,
Say what you will,

As we wallow in confusion
On the flip side of great,

Blaming the shattered glass
On the pavement,

And the distant
Shuffling shadows.

We sit here divided and broken,
Screaming in the dark,

We snarl through
Disagreement’s spent spittle,

Wounded and angry,
Fighting fire with fire,

Hope burning on the roadside,
Faith lolling out of sight.


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2016 by dc

I went back to Islington
Where the songs are sung
By showbiz beggars,

I ate chicken gentrified
Long, long ago
By the silver spooned rebels,

I read the cake shop billboard signs,
Arched eyebrow jokes
Poking all the people,

And I inhaled mid-twenties dreams,
Doe eyed and naive
Like a dizzy Walter Mitty.

The Rotten Anomaly

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on June 8, 2016 by dc

He’s a mime at a picnic,
A whispering quiff,
A hidden side effect,

The breath mint spinning
Duplicitous smiles.

He trims and moisturises,
Illustrates and rhymes,

He’s the rotten anomaly,
He’s cufflinks when buttons will do.

He does the echo Jesus walk,
Slips wisdom into cocktails
And wrestles history,

He’s the tailored suit on Fridays,
An eloquence well trained.

He starts the jokes at functions,
His punch lines are telegraphed,

He’s the something that nothing once mustered
And his handshakes are falsified facts.