Wintertide At The Roundhay Fox
Parkland situ alehouse
Stout of porter and constitution
Thou comforting embers aglow
Warming soul and spirit from unwanted chill.Wintertide sanctuary from Theoi Meteoroi
Sustain thy children until time of bell
Till adieus fall silent from thy ears
And the Peroni pipes cease.
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The Road to Recovery
2014, bereft of identity, hybrid of accent
Self-induced annihilation of the yeti in the aircraft hanger
On the group selfie, negative identities say “cheese”
Smiling at their dominion over the half full brigade.
Ascension from the gutter sloth like
Notions of employability slow to diminish
Tergiversation of neurological mischief the catalyst
To thoughts of returning to the half full brigade
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But Out of Frank’s Life
Oh Francis ensconced at number 78
Apply caution as thy stack yon plate
Seek thine redemption in arable plenty
Like Marjorie Grimes from number 20
Heed mine warning well-meaning Frank
Ignore and you’ll walk life’s short plank
Thine maker awaits with his footman reaper
Ignore that the chips are 50p cheaper
Those argue that fat infuses taste
May diminish their longevity. What a waste
Address thy consumption for happier times
Oh shit, I’ve just run down Mrs Grimes!
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The Swords of Damocles
Multiple of personality, singular of support
Multiple of swords, singular of intent
Not by halves does Damocles toil
Unlike the tormented, he can multitask.
How long will the swords dangle
The rancid status quo best scenario of the afflicted
Hope upon hope thine misery exacerbates not
Men in black top hats hold thy distance…. Get back!
Where art thou respite?
Thick of thieves with karma, conspicuous by your absence
Does your mucker still exist or has he stopped keeping score?
Hold thy position still thee men in black
Six years endurance
People of medicine keeping the men in black at bay
Blind loyalty to yon unfeeling creators
Providing cover for their evading of raindrops
The yeti ponders how to reconcile
His role as scapecoat tormenting his soul
The solitary carer in an ocean of those who don’t
Thoughts of an eventual sun rise saveth
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Chasing The Star Spangled Dream
Exiled Scot From Lone Star State
Whimple clad Austrian governess
Chaste carer of seven, notation guides with
Do Re Me Fa So La Ti
Well meaning girl spreading larksong
Exiled Scot of Lone Star state
Dharma taught, advocate of Manjushri mantra
Om Ah Ra Pa Chi Nhah Dhih
Well meaning chant of righteous ideology
Girl of the oil rich state
Riches gained from sources of truth
Avarice of those in denial spurned
Faith unwavering despite Karma’s reticence to reconcile
Austin girl, thy suitor on white charger sought
Ne’r undervalue thine worth and contribution
Those who shout loudest mustn’t prevail
Their path often less enduring and true
Lassie of Caledonian ancestry
At times of doubt remember thine forefathers sacrifice
Leaving cold climes and poverty of the motherland
Travelling west for your star spangled dream
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Leopards with Immovable Markings
Repentance via hymn song and amen
Redeemed by your disingenuous Sunday words
Grinning kirk leavers, hasten back to awaiting moral high ground
Absolved of sins, given guilt free return to job judgemental.
Pointless promises from the misguidedly self-righteous
Who belief Insincere covenants and pew presence usurp actions
Carte Blanche given by pulpit orators, who sanction
The leopards redemption irrespective of their immovable markings.
What is the point of disingenuous Sunday words?
Yes thee, leopard with no intent to adhere to spiritual teachings
Why false promises to your Father and Son?
Cable TV and the less righteous impatiently await thy presence.
Why then leopard thine sojourn to Sunday kirk?
Thy fear of a heated final destination?
Misguided belief that your maker has stopped keeping score?
Or delusions it sanctions judgement over pesky pew dodgers?
Bear in mind leopard, whether pew dweller or not
Actions usurp thine lyrics insincere.
The pulpit sage’s admonishment of your sins
Bear more truth than your disingenuous Sunday words.
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The Stork and The Rooster
The stork and the rooster
Not of the avian type, despite peacock feathers
Source of beatitude, kin contentment
Gladful humanity pours from thy pores.
The stork and the rooster
Ne’r doubt thine calibre
Not inferior or usurping of peers
Learn and grow spirit from thy and pa’s faux pas’
The stork and the rooster
Fulfilment comes not with acquisition of riches
Contentment is in decency and compassion
Be happy with thy bins, they are only half full like thy glass
The stork and the rooster
Embrace positivity, spurn idiocy of fools
Offer not fake promises or falsehoods
Ne’r stoop to the lower standards of the spiteful
The stork and the rooster
Locutions can’t convey thy pater’s pride of thee
His legacy greater than lexilogical utterances
Squabble not over the memorabilia, books or sovereigns bestowed
The stork and the rooster
Maintain the path thine both tread
Ignore re-routed navigation of misguided folly
Be true to thyself mes beaux enfants
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Little Man
Self appointed family head
Bereft of love, apart from thy self
Demands respect undeserved
Little man chip, fishing for attention
Uneducated blark, vain glorious delusions
Thy face minus the proboscis removed by thee in spite
Robbed of memories by misguided stance
Verbal engagement a one way street
Inarticulate man, incomplete of sentence
Mashie niblic importance usurps that of kin
Head in bunker sand, or masonic posterior?
Luckily dual visages allows both
Real man doesn’t countenance culinary skills
Passes advice, his position of unworthy
I long for days you and your rancid betrothed
Are my existential recycle bin bound.
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Angel of the North
Mine Angel of the North
Diminutive of stature, gargantuan of courage
Stoically resists odious foe’s grotesque itinerary
Lion-like tenacity, spirit and determination your sabre
Pharmaceutical intervention your trusted shield.
Mine Angel of the North
Another birthday in thy family’s bosom
Defying odds, despite nemesis lingering like faeces on gleaming brogue
Foe’s eviction from family home shall never be
Yet smile unrelenting, domain illuminated by your whimsy
Mine Angel of the North
As balladeer John, you’re a legend
Struck at four and two score summers, yet bitterness no friend
Anger deemed futile, energy required for upcoming crusades
An unwinnable war, but battle victories proceed unabated
Mine Angel of the North
Selflessness undiminished by pain and fatigue bequeathed by rancid foe
Brood given unconditional precedence over thyself
The stork, rooster and I wish thee a glorious anniversary of birth
Thy contribution to our existential journey immeasurable
Ode to Summer Breeze
Unrelenting summer breeze
Seemingly perennial companion of solar rays and precipitation
Diminishing comfort of suns flares in thy spite
Diminishing anthropilan pollen hauls
Diminishing once sturdy structures with thine bluster
Enhancing no-one’s existence but Gail with thy blowing
Unapologetic gusts, thine cussed traits
Meteorological mischief, curse of the Anemoi
Destruction bequeathed to flora and fauna
Disorientating avian avigation
Deteriorating joy for vacationing broods
Can thy not bestow respite from your fury betwixt spring and fall?
What bringeth thine contemporary pre-fall choler?
Is there no recess from daily toil?
Iberian peninsula beckons for your assuagement
Iberian peninsula can temper thine temper
Iberian peninsula has ‘all inclusive’ offers in selected hostelries
Caution required under midday solar flares, forget thee not thy factor 30
I share not the Isley Brothers sentiments about thee summer breeze
Agreeing not that you make me feel fine
Or indeed blow through the jasmine in my mind
Vacation require to rid your grey pallor
Rest thine weary limbs from relentless exertion
But if you go remember to turn off the immersion
Unrelenting summer breeze
Seemingly perennial companion of solar rays and precipitation
Diminishing comfort of suns flares in thy spite
Diminishing anthropilan pollen hauls
Diminishing once sturdy structures with thine bluster
Enhancing no-one’s existence but Gail with thy blowing
Unapologetic gusts, thine cussed traits
Meteorological mischief, curse of the Anemoi
Destruction bequeathed to flora and fauna
Disorientating avian avigation
Deteriorating joy for vacationing broods
Can thy not bestow respite from your fury betwixt spring and fall?
What bringeth thine contemporary pre-fall choler?
Is there no recess from daily toil?
Iberian peninsula beckons for your assuagement
Iberian peninsula can temper thine temper
Iberian peninsula has ‘all inclusive’ offers in selected hostelries
Caution required under midday solar flares, forget thee not thy factor 30
I share not the Isley Brothers sentiments about thee summer breeze
Agreeing not that you make me feel fine
Or indeed blow through the jasmine in my mind
Vacation require to rid your grey pallor
Rest thine weary limbs from relentless exertion
But if you go remember to turn off the immersion
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Railway Town Termagant
“Are you keeping it?” inquired odious product of railway town
‘Overwhelmed’ at news of impending grand motherhood
Bereft of redeeming features the harridan hints at the unthinkable
Despite daughter one score and three summers, husband secure of employ
Virulent imbecile, gloom-ridden of demeanour
Sixty years wed to fellow imbecile
Although, opposites attract more than thy sham betrothal
Selfish meets soul bereft of endearing features, a doomed fusion
Fishwife, evolved without humanity or thought
Hobby dressing thy twins identically even in adulthood
Taints all suitors of thine dolls comparing to halfwit consort
Quite unbelievably you bear the mantle of brains of the outfit!
Virago without virtue
Job judgemental suits you not
Ne’er comforted thy incurable stricken doll
Ensuring positivity doesn’t darken thine door your ultimate priority.
When you meet your maker product of railway town
How will you reconcile thine rancid life?
I suspect he won’t countenance your tails from the tabloids
Your misguided self-righteousness augmented more by thy dolls
I conclude mine prose now seamstress
You deluded termagant proffering your doll married beneath her
You’re akin to faeces on my polished shoe sole
I can’t wait for a time when you’re hosed off for good!
Jardin Sanctuary
Kaleidoscopic sanctuary, redolent of perfume
Beautifying Castle of Englishman, with Caledonian moniker
Nurtured over a score summers with scheme and graft
Perennial pride of Englishman and stricken betrothed
Source of fleeting liberty from existential foreboding
Nature’s sword against unyielding angst
Jardin avec cornucopia of colour
Irises a sight for sore irises
Lilly the pink, not of Scaffold offering
Nectar rich foxglove stands stoic against mollusc’s relentless assault
Lavender bouquet fit for veiled half of matrimony’s bouquet
Horticultural majesty amongst suburbia of bustling metropolis
Diminutive garden in God’s own county
No water-feature like vast parkland of which to boast
Fret not David as thy allure cannot be usurped by Goliath
Your volition forbids aesthetic acquiescence to foes of scale
Hold thy petal rich stems vain-gloriously high
No peacock display can transcend thy multi-coloured splendour
Solar rays are no longer your bed fellow my kaleidoscopic sanctuary
Although capriciously seeking short term suitors in other climes
Fear not as their heart is yours, Englishman’s garden
A rendezvous may be only a handful of hours away
When the thirst quenching water bequeathed by the Englishman
Along with the warmth of their touch will re-invigorate once more.
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Patron Saint of Spite
Indiscriminate cacodemon, lesions of evil
Patron saint of spite, malodorous mutation
Seven years of your malevolence weighs heavy, though I vow won’t break me
In spite of blighting an eighth of mine two score and fourteen summers.
Odious demigod, taunting from behind barrier incurable
You may win the war, but not every battle initiated
Mine betrothed lion-hearted in spirit wont acquiesce without scrap
Resistance ne’er futile with rancid foe as thee.
Posterior parked on broods existential chaise longue
Goading from position terminal and skeletal infiltration
Indestructible like the scarlet captain
But thy agenda of carnage, polar opposite of agent red.
Mutant cell, devoid of redeeming features
Will thy ever tire of the misery you bestow?
What manifests such vindictiveness?
Alma mater bullying, or role model rancid I’d conject.
Spiteful canker, no positive value to existence
Bar perhaps fellows in tall black hats and stockholder pharmaceutical
Your seven winter presence may have draining emotionally
Consequential resilience , though, usurps thy festering agenda.
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Woodhouse Man
Woodhouse man
Brick house foundations bestowed upon brood
Deterring villainous wolf attentions
Encouraging predator to seek less secure footings.
Woodhouse man
Proud gentleman of white rose burgh
Undemonstrative, periphery your comfort zone
Unperturbed at allowing the less worthy centre stage.
Woodhouse man
In a shithouse world
Your gifts greater than the guinea or sovereign
Humanity, security, caring and selflessness thine riches bestowed.
Woodhouse man
No more undervalue thine contribution
Or decry your altruistic penchant
Instead, listen to quart score benefactors of thy self-sacrifice.
Woodhouse man
Coal house always replenished to warm thy clan
Sustenance and shelter remits unconditional
Those shouting louder, rant with less erudition.
Woodhouse man
Providing legacy of pure selflessness
In portal of misguided self-entitlement
Provision for brood thy unquestioning boon.
Woodhouse man
Thine discomfort in ailment
Felt emotionally analogous by distressed brood
Convalesce swiftly loving Woodhouse man.
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The Only Outlet
Only outlet to bid au revoir?
Malcontent’s frustration, the gift that keeps giving
What respite for the tortured yeti?
Anger simmers at negative imbecilic cankers of one score and ten summers
Who’ve conspire with the carcinogenic canker of seven winters
With objective of diminishing yeti’s spirit; his melancholy to nurture.
Chewy’s enduring misfortune manifest a dwindling faith
Notions of future illumination of fortunes plummet despairingly
Half full crystal glass morphing to semi empty beaker
Damocles’ pristine dual sabres maintain menace above brood’s pates
Ambiguity reins at spousal & pater’s wellbeing, likewise future employ
Imperceptible support, enforced celibacy their burdensome accomplices.
Solitary outlet have one or three more for the road
Yeti prefers semi empty beaker to barren chalice
Allowing sole avenue diversion from existential misery
Realising the folly of epiphanies of negativism
Anger & bitterness, two bed-fellows he doesn’t wish to embrace
His only wish, continuance of that solitary outlet.
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