(1988)
Political correctness has gone mad… I’ll scream. And shout. And mak… I’ll plan a march from town to tow… I’ll write a poem to express my th… We’ll ask a name to design a shirt…
Did you see? In her eyes, That sparkle? I think she knew you once, Or twice!
For all the bejeebus believers. Your sight is flawed, Your faith is false. Your certainty of soul salvation, A promise and a lie.
If I were friends with Stephen F… I’d have him round with pals for p… He could bring his hubby, as you s… I’d sit him next to Victoria Wood… I’d invite Alan Rickman, I do as…
I can’t save you from your pain, I can’t save you from your pain. If I could, I would. But I can’t save you from your pa…
I threw all my poems into the bin When I was young, I’d studied the way of the human p… By Freud and Jung. I felt they would make me feel
I will not ask for help. This virus has abandoned me high a… I locked down early. As a health professional I did no… Though I waited.
I'd feel much better If I'd refused to drink TWO Large brandies too large!
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
“What is it?” (A baby of course,) “Oh it’s a boy.” And as you slapped on to mothers t… Like a wet fish,
If I had fingers, I would find things. I would fumble, feeling through drawers of cards and notes. Fond felicitations of folk, friends from days gone by; five new pence; four candles;...
I wanted to say that my friend die… She’s gone from this world for goo… We’ll never meet up, eat some lunc… And I’m sad about that for good. She was adversity’s friend but was…
Oh I waited for you once in a whi… Kicking my blue sandalled toes aga… Regardless of the scuff. You were busy. I was an accessory.
Mankind has filled the darkness, With violence and death, Death and hate, Hate and fear. He bleeds the planet dry to light.
Honour yourself with all your hear… LGBT may be your homies but neve… If people are offended by who you… There is nothing straight acting a… There is nothing masculine or femi…