Sunday 13 November 2011

Dark matters at the Whitworth




Art has no attachment to duty
Like love it closely allies beauty
It's foundation is rooted in fire and passion
It's visual appeal transgresses fashion

There's art for some that's not for all
A well framed canvass, a back street wall,
carved in wood or drawn in ink
it should get you talking and make you think.

And do not worry about spending your salary
As entrance is free at this art gallery
Some exhibits are freakishly funny
And have you questioning your value for money

Late



Bum on stone and back on gate
I sit alone and contemplate
The arrival time of my overdue mate
And likely cause of him being late

I'm not impatient to be fair
So whilst I really do not care
Its nice to know whilst sitting there
My pal was fannying with his hair

Friday 11 November 2011

Son to a father and father to a Son



I say with complete circumspect
I love my folks and do respect
the chance they shaped, through love and strife
to give their boy the best chance in life

And vows they made to surpass their kin
to be better parents from within
to show the love they never had
to be a better mum and dad

and so to me to play the same
generation improvement game
I'll do this, I am truly driven.
I'll deliver what they should be given.

I'll be supportive of all their skills
and encourage them to seek out thrills
I'll arrange for social interaction
With clubs and classes they'll get the traction.

I'll watch them sing and perform in plays
and weekends will always have family days
The dreams they have will never be blighted
they'll all be taken to see united

They'll eat out and socialise

Their grand-folks will feature in their lives
they'll feel our pride in work and play
they'll hear we love them every day

And where I fail, I shan't lament
Because I set off with a good intent
And where I failed, my children three
will complete the intended legacy

Wednesday 9 November 2011

Back seat passenger

He talks whilst he's on the job
He sometimes comes early or late
He's often 'just pulling up now'
His meter displays his rate

He answers all customer queries
And scores one hundred percent
From the repetition of the questions
You'd suspect this quiz to be bent

Are you starting or finishing?
Have you been on long?
Have you been busy tonight?
Are the lyrics of the customer song

So mix it up next time you board
Ask about his loves in life
If his kids are a continual disappointment?
When working late, does he worry about his wife?

What are his views on euthanasia?
Where does he sit on the euro?
Should we bail out the banks?
Has he ever been to Truro?

What does he know of medieval weaponry?
What does he most admire about Blake?
Has he read the works of Milan Kundera?
Has he ever dreamt but thought he was awake?

You might get an unusual look
You might start a fight in the back,
But it's better to stand out from the crowd
Than sink and blend into the pack.

Train to London

Serious looking men in suits
Women looking sharp in boots
Seats reserved, taken, free
Keep the strange guy away from me

Silent moments, no social try
Watch the blurry fields go by
Catch up on your thinking time
As traffic free you eat the line

H

Self centred vein and bitchy
All of these things you are not
You're intelligent blonde and fun loving
Humorous sexy and hot

Thursday 3 November 2011

Belgium's finest



Had a rough day?
Have the kids gone too far?
Take the edge of your life with a Stella Artois

It's sharp golden goodness
will make you it's fan
consistently delivers like no other can

Ignore all stories
of marriages wrecked

Pull on the ring and get the juice necked.