I should have liked to have known him, Wittgenstein, And gone to movies, certain they were crap, Insipid, B-feature fayre, non-thought provoking Westerns, gumshoe Noirs, or melodrama, Romance, musicals, the rest of all such pap! But, as the world is all that is the case, And he died when he did, not even joking Poems… Continue reading Watching Westerns with Ludwig Wittgenstein
When nothing fits or seems quite as it ought To be; if what you saved for & then bought Turns out a fraud & fake; &, should no port Within the storm arrive on time, you're caught Upon the waves of self delusions, fraught With guilt & sadness, black despair, naught To cheer you, nor… Continue reading Wandering Thought
In summer, we fry In winter, we freeze In autumn, all withers & dies But, spring resurrects us, Nurtures, protects us, And Nature bursts forth & thrives' * Or, so it's said? In fact, our endless, not- Unnumbered days, so full of empty life, Belie a linear progress to a goal Of settled joy when… Continue reading Seasonal Delusion
Smiling through my tears as now I write.. A very-long, if little while it seems, We own an empty heaven full of hellish Fun & blissful pains; a sharpness born Of dull & blunt despair stands in for life; A cowardice bred of hope & optimistic Thought takes bed, becomes the second wife Of stupid… Continue reading Untitled Sonnet
The old, familiar, irresolvable riffs Pour out again: is that fucking glass Half full or empty, both or either, and Or even neither? Filling life with ifs And ans, the pots & pans of fun in hand Just rust, & new old wine goes off before It's tasted? Quibbling minds, we pimp & whore The… Continue reading Vita Negativa Naturaliter
In jest, we call them 'creatures of the night'. In truth, we've never seen them by the light Of broken day, unless the rat called Bernard Counts! Perhaps great hordes of badgers, foxes, Mice & Muntjac deer convene outside The staffroom door when we have gone away? Well, maybe not, in fact! Besides, it's dark… Continue reading Random Thoughts on Creatures
I lost my glasses, falling over drunk One night, with no idea just where. 'd thought I'd see things clearly, even in the dark? Not so, it seems! To miss the fucking mark Is far-more easy really than it ought To be when stone-cold sober's done a bunk! But, now it makes me think, what… Continue reading Glasses: A True Story, or The Truth at Last?
Bizarre, it is, how all things change! This life, At once so sturdy & quite certain, death Creeps up on, woos & marries; just so love, In ignorant youth, pursues at first what hate Will make it shun in age; & total war, Its shock & awe, preferred to partial peace? Yes, ploughshares turned to… Continue reading Anti-Sestina: Abstractions
Heraclitus, Plato, Lucretius, Plotinus, all The Ancients, sage or pleb, were right & knew it: The Unmoved Mover cares not how we live Within a world of ever-changing seasons, Lands of loss & gain, & growth, decay And death, this flux of swerving atoms fit For rocks & stones & trees, yet not the reasons… Continue reading Autumnnesque
The creepy crawlies, slugs & snails & flies, Kittens, hamsters, elephants, any amount Of creatures not quite bright nor even beautiful, Now have got it made! They've come to count On human love & sanctuary's prize; Be saved, fit in with us, wild pride be damned; Just be a beast in need, an helpless animal!… Continue reading I, Alien
At or on, around or after my Decease, destroy all things I leave behind? I have no wish to be so falsely kind That charity gets my haul of books & toys, Crap clothes, nor cash? No family has its claim On anything of mine, I think? The noise Of IOU & debt or credit?… Continue reading My Latest, But Not My Last, Will Testament
Gnawing on the putrid skin & bones Of long-since passed, more-fleshly zones of pleasure, The mind convicts itself of riches lost And present poverty's poor attempts to measure Up to change & ageing. So, it hones The rosy-tinted visions of the greener Grass of golden youth to melt the frost And snows it suffers daily… Continue reading Anostalgia
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