Friday, 23 April 2010

St Georges Day poem.

Why St George who was St George
a Roman legionnaire
Caught in the crossfire of sectarian bickering
sanctified by papal spin doctors of divinity
Brought here
A souvenier
By returning crusaders
Like some plastic Eiffel tower

To England's green and pleasant land

A rallying cry for Shakespeare or
A cry for god's sake
Engerland, Harry Redknap and Boy George.

Better the dragon
The undead, unspun dragon
The dragon alive in every English heart
Avoiding bad press
And 3 way debates

Finding Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land

Eyeing up the true symbol
Not for him the oak or the rose
But
The Cow

Rip it's horns off, wipe it's arse... And stick it on a plate.





Thursday, 22 April 2010

Dragons

I spent much of today researching St George in order to write a poem to recite at a party tomorrow night (St Georges day).

I'm going to write about the dragon instead.


Meat Loaf and plagiarism

The theme of Meatloafs new album:http://www.aceshowbiz.com/news/view/w0001702.html is identical to Tristans Short story called 'Arc of a diver'. First published in May 2009: http://tristanssecretsofmagic.blogspot.com/2009/05/arc-of-diver.html

Shame he couldn't give Tristan a credit.

He tells me he is taking legal advice.

Tuesday, 20 April 2010

Hippies

Ashtrays and dead strawberries.

You can learn a lot about a man from the state of his ashtray
This is the ashtray of a man who kills strawberry plants even though they are on the kitchen windowsill. What on earth crossed his mind as he looked at them dying each time he washed up.

A friend suggested that he drank straight from the bottle or can and therefore never needed to wash anything.

The state of the ashtray confirms that.

Ruby.

Many years ago, after a divorce, well meaning friends would suggest 'suitable' new partners for me.

In order to avoid these embarrassing meetings I invented Ruby.

Some months later invention became reality and 'Ruby' entered my life.

Be very careful about what you wish for.

Clear skies.

Clear skies over England again.

On a normal day there would be a dozen planes in sight at any one time.

Where have they all gone?

I must buy a radio.

Thursday, 15 April 2010