I have a thickly wooded forest of metaphors to relate to the fact that you are the jockey and the spurs Though your untruthful puns are like Huns with guns I am never undone; it’s a game where the fun is yet to come You may not be an orchard, but still are vindicative by-lanes that feedContinue reading “You make my convictions come true: A poem “
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Destiny chooses David: A poem
These roses of destiny will outlive all the thorns For the untiring racehorse an equal foal will be born Colours that grow beyond the rainbow from pink to grey speak of the fearless warrior who vacates not, come July or May The foliage is always fecund where the truth is the fruit And as he seeksContinue reading “Destiny chooses David: A poem “
Keir Starmer, are you listening?: A poem
Keir Starmer, are you stammering? Does your collar have a ring? Preachers are known to be the masters of abuse Of which, your nation has the longest fuse Keir Starmer, can you sing: God save the king!? If not God, would you believe it’s Satan who would have you relieved Keir Starmer, are you listening? Continue reading “Keir Starmer, are you listening?: A poem “
Britain fed on the fat of my land, and every land: A poem
Am I fortunate to be born in a constellation that is neither black nor white; a nation just beginning to shake off the water of colonialism from its back, after an age of enforced somnambulism It is said they looted over 40 trillion from our soil We could confront them or let it go likeContinue reading “Britain fed on the fat of my land, and every land: A poem “
All the more hammed up: A poem
You can tell they are all the more hammed up The paedophile’s religion came from Satan’s burp His clerics are preaching to populate the world’s cup And you can think that we are all fated for a hold-up You can marry a plenty in a law that deceives So long as their women are coveredContinue reading “All the more hammed up: A poem “
An ode to Aldebaran: A poem
Above Orion’s enigmatic belt I saw that flame, would I melt? My soul felt grace, so I knelt in kindred kinship that I felt O Aldebaran, you fearless bullseye shining in the northwest sky coming straight riding at me like a dream in an invincible galactic stream I see the brilliance of the spaceship AndContinue reading “An ode to Aldebaran: A poem “
Dutton or Albanese. Either ways, I lose. Either ways, I don’t choose
To my Rufio, who I never saw: A poem
I never saw you when you were alive but you came like a dye in my spiritual eye The darkness beyond sensory vision is a real colour, not light’s illusion And you can take love for what it takes Undulating is the gradient that it stakes A spirit burns perpetually like an undying flame AnContinue reading “To my Rufio, who I never saw: A poem “
Casula, my princess: A poem
This perceiving is no illusion that brings immensity in visions And I rear up my illuminated head to the towers of gratitude on my bed Believing in the depth of what is unsaid unspoken and wise and concise like the stars’ silent, unfettered rise in the learning and absorbing night You knew so much more,Continue reading “Casula, my princess: A poem “
To my sweet little Phoenix: A poem
These dots of you, I explore, are not punctuation marks They bloom over the horizon like coloured arcs I could rub you for hours on hours A furry baby, beside me, like a gift from stars making a cradle of me, like a piano has bars And I know precious life is not only human; woe Continue reading “To my sweet little Phoenix: A poem “