Decades-old poetry...
... that, on reflection, isn’t too cringe-worthy!
1.
CARRIER
A carrier bag full
of carrier bags
In the cupboard
under the sink
The gaudiest of them
caught my eye
A jolly Santa,
heavy-lashed deer
Unlikely foils in my plot,
mwahaha
To come across as
quirky. Acceptably so
By taking a Christmas bag to school
On a sunny Wednesday in June
2.
DOG SHIT ALLEY
A frenzy of hands,
parallel walls of them
Testing
and touching
and thinking of taking
A dawning, then
Grabbing and grabbing
“She loves it”
Till gentleness shifts
And then gives
3.
PERSPECTIVE
“Who are you?” “Sally.” A decoy,
thinking on my feet.
“Sally? Fucking mucky tits”
Something, then,
what can I say?
Nothing like a kiss
“Gonna snitch?” Shake my head
“Coz you’re as bad as me.”
bad-as-me-bad-as-me-bad-as-me
A dead frog marches home
Scouring, then, and scouring
At a new me, changed from the old
4.
BLOOD
Gathering like pond scum
“Fight.” “Fight.”
Looking for blood
Finding quiet
brutality
Methodical. Unjust
Awareness spreads
- like the bloodstain —
of what we’d found and lost
5.
POINTLESS
Thump
ing. ear. ring. ing
deepred, bloodthud
“What’s that for?”
Thump.
ing. ear. ring. ing
reddeep, thudblood
“Asking.”
6.
GLUE
It wasn’t glue that bonded us
We weren’t chavs, after all
We’d buy ourselves some cider
And, by jove, we’d drink it all
7.
EQUATION
a bad seed equals a worse fruit
divide
multiply
subtract
8.
SOUR
friendly and free and
fresh faced and fun and
fuckers, fuckers
Something within me is spoiled
A kernel that twists, turns
sour
9.
SHUDDER
An enemy, the worst one
Between my ears. Behind my eyes
Hearing all. And seeing all
And judging, judging
And always there for me
And never there for me
10.
WAR POEM
Battle lines
unclear, unspoken
and deafeningly loud
Who to speak to,
where to sit,
who to love and how
Games,
intangible frontiers
Impossible to win
Can I object,
conscientiously?
Or sleep and bury my head?
You are too young to fall asleep for ever;
And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.


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