#ArtBillyChildishPoetry
The approaching metallic clump clump clump of tackety boots on th… the elongated slamming of bolts, the mouse like squeak of spy-holes swinging back on their ungreased V…
I am a young man stealing time and sunlight from the gods I am an old man refusing to pray or pay for more life I am a caged animal trying
Summer is duller sitting by the se… The sky’s much greyer than it used… The buses don’t run like they used… The meat looks redder than it shou… And I can’t get stoned like I wan…
I met a man who could recite all t… of the “Romance of the Rose” but… I met a man who could recite PI to one thousand decimal points but could not find a rhyme
Down Bilsdean Creek where fresh a… the bladderwrack rehydrating incom… tiny trout upstream to the overha… sanctuary of dappled dancing sunli… back and forth under the ever watc…
Eck Ramsay, a retired under-wire manufacturer, bought a boil in the bag cod slice at his local Spar shop. Upon removal of its cardboard outer garments he was surprised to find it contai...
As I dip my weapon into the black… of the inkwell and draw up a chamb… of inky darkness and my memory spi… back through time... I am sitting in an underground cottage
There’s nowt round here but wasted… two or more pushchairs constitutes… “no-one smiles”, the badge of indi… the most used queue is the one for… TOKENS
Drip, drip, drip says the stand-pi… in the shanty town as the young mothers gather round plastic containers on the ground listening to the drip, drip, drip
While I struggled to understand how I could possibly be flying, I lost the ability to fly. Just before I came crashing to earth I resigned myself that this was it....i was going to die....
“One day the inevitable shall come… said the ancients. The moon shall one night rise in t… the moon shall seem like it is on… The animals shall look up afraid
Like a hoof-pick digging deep into the V shaped groove of the horses hoof the poets pen must be gripped forcibly yet tenderly
Great alarm has been caused at the railway junction by an invasion of thousands of rats, which entered the town from the surrounding plains and are dying everywhere. One householder alo...
My name is john I am the son of a slave My father was taken into slavery At the age of fourteen Where he was forced to work in a q…
I am the Raven a boundary crosser at the gates of… at the gates of life I am the outsider artist the educated fool