Tuesday, 31 December 2013

2014 and More


As the cool dying ember December
draws a tired old year to a close
bringing final and first celebrations
with a clean slate of winters repose

Ambitions and wishes uncovered
fresh dreams of journeys to travel
hopes and wishes not driving desire
may cause many a resolve to unravel

Change is a forethought intention
not a wing and a prayer resolution
or discarding a whole lot of baggage
seeing futures through easy illusion

If your ambition is soundly secure
blending each dream in your plan
don't bother with a New Year invention
make the best use of all that you can


Monday, 30 December 2013

All Dried Out in Rehab


That's it I said let wagons roll
no whiskey wine or beer
I'm on a Charity Dryathlon
from first of January next year 

I know that it will do me good
my vitals need a rest
Too much supping with my supper
I feel a tightening in my vest

Overplayed my self indulgence
lacking reins on my restraint
my organs play a crazy tune
my old grey matter pleads constraint

Living life excessively
A pleasure  trove of showing out
Party going overthrowing
As we build up to go with out

www.cancerresearchuk.org/Dryathlon

Saturday, 28 December 2013

A Doubtful Truth


On the one hand
life is clear to see
On the other all is doubt
Where 'state of mind' 
is like a water fall
a repetitious 
random fall out
Astrology 
a pointless clock
No place 
to check out time
In a mystic cloud
of rhetoric
Where unexpected
rules are prime
Absolution 
is a quackery 
A Doctor Feelgood
fake euphoria
A mental home 
for wishful thinkers
who feel uncertain with aporia

Wikipedia:-  Definitions of the term aporia have varied throughout history. The Oxford English Dictionary includes two forms of the word: the adjective, “aporetic” which it defines as “to be at a loss,” “impassable,” and “inclined to doubt, or to raise objections”; and the noun form “aporia,” which it defines as the “state of the aporetic” and “a perplexity or difficulty.” The dictionary entry also includes two early textual uses, which both refer to the term’s rhetorical (rather than philosophical) usage.

Friday, 27 December 2013

Munificent Beans by Any Means



Of food consumed
around Britain today
A million cans
of beans each day
enough to blow
ones mind away
questionably named
'Baked Beans' I say
Phaseolus vulgaris I say to you
not baked at all
but a 'Navy Bean' stew
be it breakfast, lunch
or supper for two
A morsel most toastful
a tastebud imbue
A folly to ignore
this accoutrement 
exceptional beanfeast
most convenient
Unlike many fast foods
Most expedient
it has the wind in the
billows ingredient

Monday, 23 December 2013

The Present Time



The present is a special box
a most exquisite carton
revealing to receivers
a message sent to hearten


A mystery steeped in history
the gift within conveys
a point in time a juncture
to reflect on memory days


Delightful to anticipate
such a magical allusion
sensual charismatic
in a heartbeat heat of fusion

Friday, 20 December 2013

In The Pickled Winter


Well here we are that time again
Among the jolly moments merry
Imbibing winter warmers
From the grain the grape and berry

On long dark nights we stoke the fire
Invite the neighbours to our Yule
Mull the wine and add preserves
Tell silly jokes and play the fool

Convivially and heartily
A honey mead of gentle drift
Brings on our natural selflessness
Exchange a celebration gift

The days are short the nights are long
Not much to do but sing
Sit and cuddle by the merry hearth
Play pretend it's almost spring

Tuesday, 17 December 2013

Way To Go


No school today
magnificent
meeting Billy
by the River Trent
Crashed her bike
the wheel was bent
her mudguard
had a terrible dent
Her handle bars
Withheld consent
Made pedalling
a non event
She left her bike
By Billy's tent
a bus to catch
or so she meant
No cash to pay
money spent
too many sweets
she did repent
The journey home
a field event
a farmer’s bull
to circumvent

The sight of home
brought on dissent
No bike tomorrow
her sad lament

Monday, 16 December 2013

Mandarin Wind

In a whirl of fruitful insights
The Orange has revealed
Beneath the skin a second sight
So keep your vision peeled

Sits quietly in the orangery
Considering the heat
How far it is to Villa grove
If only it had feet

Solar powered well endowed
Abundant when it's balmy
In a marmalade of golden glade
They are the Seville Orange army

A pleasant life of sips and pips
A pithy drain to sluice
My Orange dream is swimming
In a pool of orange juice

Friday, 13 December 2013

Existential Exponential Paradox Blues




All around me things seem odd
streams of factored stimulation
Maybe deep inside another's dream
as in a 'Bit-Part' simulation

It’s possible we don't exist
Outside a Chip of Bits and Bytes
where nothing is conspicuous
no sunlit days or starry nights

Available downloadable
a sea of algorithmic code
Abstract groups of calculations
in a network firmware node

Philosophically a numbers game
where reality cannot claim
Maybe Übermensch is Nietzsche
Leaving no one else to blame


Without music, life would be a mistake.


When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

Without music, life would be a mistake.

There are no facts, only interpretations.

One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.

Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.

The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Save Our Springhead Golf

UNDER PAR WARS











There's talk since our last meeting
When battle lines were drawn
Hull council autocratically 
Now treat Springhead Golf with scorn

Some say it is a culture thing
A Right or Left east-west divide
Where the left are all in favour
To shutdown golf on our right side

Springhead Golf is well subscribed
So it seems an act quite sinister
On the right of Hull an Albatross 
On the left a Bogey Minister

We keep our vigil Eagle-Eyed
Our Birdies guarded from the vulture
Who once proclaimed us Humberside
A bankrupt premise lacking culture

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

A Ladle of Shallots




Wiccan of the coven oven
luscious toothsome crispy roasts
Dainty tempting flavourful
Cargos rich on gravy boats


Enchanting way with recipes
Magic pastries scones and bakes
Spellbound tasty morsels
Charming icing on the cakes


A golden gallery of servings
our tender hearted sugar lump
will cheery waft her fairy dustings
'Number One' 'Supreme Mugwump'

(Mugwump) Word of the day Oxford Dictionaries 6th Dec 2013

Monday, 9 December 2013

A Sock In The Drawer



What is it with these pairs of socks
Who seek to take a different course
When starting out a perfect pair
Somehow part without remorse?

I often change them twice a day
Maintained freshly cleaned for wear
Without 'bye your leave' they sneak away
to give me dressing room despair

I thought I had the problem solved
in corresponding coloured weft
Two dozen pairs identical
Last night I counted nineteen left

I'd be grateful for your good ideas
on how to manage stockinged feet
and so preventing laundry truancy
keep all my pairs of socks complete









Thursday, 5 December 2013

A DILATATION COMPUTATION DISSERTATION

Written by Dick Tation

In ones imagination
we strive for explanation
where fears and trepidation
give rise to consternation 


Put contemplation on probation
for lacking innovation
a thinking block pool of stagnation
like brain cessation constipation


To then emerge with jubilation
Released from trial and tribulation
to greater heights of incantation
Unlock the doors to activation


Just three more words of separation
to winning words like bifurcation
producing mass appreciation
in sight of blissful celebration


Sunday, 1 December 2013

Plethora Bollyaris





That time is fast approaching
we call the season of goodwill
Appetising advertising
endorse the latest must have thrill


In our avenue of syrup trees
on the corner very neat
up a ladder hoisting bright displays
Bolly Boulton lights the street


A rich cascade of captivation
one can hear the sleigh bells ring
Angelic choirs of rhinestone cowboys
on tinselled steeds of rousing Bling


Among the nights of bleak midwinter
Through the Yuletide fest duration
As the Milky Way seems to fade to grey
yon star is Bolly's constellation