When music makes you look a fool And your deluded with being cool And your ears don’t register at al… And you sound like your singing Like a cat in a swimming pool
An old man sits on his Balcony Looking out on you and me Sitting there with his bonsai tree Looking like there’s a world to se… He’s up there in his block of flat…
A Dead man becomes a Snowdrop A Dead Women a Bluebell Dead children become Buttercups a… On a Golden field on Sunshine hil… Our Spirits become Flowers
A Drought at Close Quarters The Chinese have reflected the su… With these Giant Sky Mirrors As England gets drier and done Dried up reservoirs and Wells
I’m sitting in my Garden Of Joy And all my flowers are my toys A gardener who loves the rain and… I sometimes wonder how the world b… And I wonder how from a seed
When God made the human Body He didn’t include Coffee When Adam and Eve were in that G… Things were not that Jolly And there’s no Coffee in the Bibl…
Works I may like In Daylight or Twilight Or under the Sun Or At three o clock at night Your there controlling my eyeballs
When there’s not a lot to do And your mind has too much informa… When there’s not a lot to do And your fed up with your location You look in corners, for a lost vi…
I Clasp at your avenue of dissent In the quarters of your dire extre… And vaporise in your air of conven… The music cluster of enraged notes In wish wash environment
I try to clap with my elbows Then get distracted By a poetry infusion Yes! I know what you mean But I’ve delivered my mind
Long departed Jew, did all kinds… Left his memory, after Death and… Long departed Jew, his old house… His ghost is maybe in there, in yo… Long departed Jew, did you think…
When your heads in a field of emot… And your eyes are in a dance floor… And sneak in a collaboration with… Whizzing round in the idleness Of… You clip in the depth and pull up…
I’m on a Poets Walk Where the trees talk And flowers sing On a gravelled road That carry thought
As I explore the legacy of featur… The presenter lifts the lid on the… And a woman seeks the feel of her… As I sit disjointed making romper… Then I get a visit from a chef
I Play the guitar, So What! I write songs, who gives a jot? I was once in a Band, in Bananara… I had one fan, a Tone Deaf, one n… I like Clapton and Hendrix, So W…
