Jodie
A Different Perspective
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England is Royal servility
The French were called cowards who liked to run
Greece, historical Turkish enemy
But American's are the worst apparently
because they love their guns
Brazil is drugs and crime lord gangs
Argentina, Malvinas not the Falkland's man
Germany, where mention of Nazis is banned
America, in the grip of the NRA
is told that it's a gun
Holland, dope and sex on view
Hungary, bloody Ceaușescu
Australia, Aboriginal lives torn askew
But America shoots up schools with guns
Japan has a WHALE of a time fishing
Scotland is as tight as a ducks arse ring
None of these things compare to the sting
of a fragile male ego with a great big gun
Russia wants the gay man dead
Saudi Arabia chops of your head
North Korean's go unfed
and American's never learned that being a modern day cowboy ain't fun
Spain is a bullfight, red you see
African tyrants starve citizens mercilessly
Who are we to criticise thee
when the whole world is a smoking gun?
Anchor - Life Buoy
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When all hope is lost and all seems hopeless
You call
Your text,
the message
You come to me
We a hug, a kiss, advice or a plan
to get me through the day
Today blurs into yesterday
when everything seems to stay the same
When you can't move forward
because of the barriers they erect
So in desperation, none-religious, you pray
Save me
Save me
Save me
From myself
and the games they play
Because life's a beach
and the tide approaches
to drag me underneath once more
The sharks are circling
They smell your tears
if you dare to be a one in 4
If you were born this way some will never see
Your real true value and your worth
Don't live in the clouds with ideas above your station
for they will bring you back to down to earth
You elevate me
Make me believe again
Dream again
Live again
Friends reaching out with a lifebuoy to save me
when drowning seems preferable
to carrying on fighting the tide
Out in the open with nowhere to hide
You are my anchor
when the ship's sprung a leak,
about to go under
Down
Drowned
Forever
Asleep
Lifeguards protecting
for we are the bait
laid bare for the sharks
I fear it's too late
for the prey to poison the greedy sharks
Overfed on the blood of those who can't swim away quickly enough
Survival of the strongest sturgeon
Seafood is the sickly sprat
When it's dogfish eat dogfish
Sink or swim
Brown against white
and her versus him
Healthy versus sick
Odds stacked unnaturally
Greedy sharks versus tiny plankton
at the bottom of the sea
My friends
My love
My flesh and blood
Keep me alive
in the midst of the world's tsunami
Pam Ayres inspired 'aka Flit gun'
Bidet
My Nan had a little bidet
It was not devoid of charm
I washed my bits and pieces in it,
and no I don't mean my hands and arms
Good for bathing babies
there's a picture of me in it somewhere
Splashing around, blowing bubbles with blonde and curly hair
Bring back the bidet
It's so hygienic,
after you've used the loo,
because there's nothing like a stream of warm water
shooting up your flue
Soapy flannel
Sal de Bain
The French are posh like that
So I bent over with baited breath and washed my smelly.....
feet
Chicken Heart
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I lie in bed
boneless
like a skinless chicken
Half baked ideas marinated in an over-boiled pot
Burned on crock of memories
of a ruined dinner
Oh no I did it again!
Used the wrong ingredients,
served myself up raw and unpalatable
Undone enough to make you ill too
Chicken shit smell to make you sick
You're acting like an odious cock
I test the meat,
give it a prick
Testing the temperature as you burn hot and cold
and the panic and anxiety grew
You like to make me stew, don't you?
Aren't I
the bitch dog pissing on your picnic,
ruining your disgusting fish sandwiches
Tenderise until tamed
You'd prefer a tough old piece of gristle
Wouldn't you
prefer a protein not so easily pounded by the harsh, sharp utensils -
that didn't bleed and rot
in a fragrant bed of salty dread?
With a heart torn to pieces
and a mashed up brain inside its shitty chicken head
No work today
No eggs to lay
Useless to the farmer
The weak do not pay
"It's a gift" the counsellor did say
"One which I wish could be taken away".
Seeing right through the sheep's vacant expression
as the fox licks his lips in the distance
Thrown out of the coop and out of the loop
and never belonging in their clucky group
Skinless and boneless
Big breasted and toneless
I picked and pecked my feathers and made the bed in which I lay
Pink and putrid in the sun
Chemically sprayed to distract
from the smell of fear
Your cover photo
is of you with a bird on a happier day
Over-exposed - they only see half the picture
My smiling face
Inside - chicken heart
It's never good enough
and it never will be
I try my best to love you,
as the world falls apart
Darkest Storm
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Paralysed with emotion, feeling and fear
Chapped lips
Full bladder
Anxiety peaking
Depression sibilantly speaking
Madder
than a March hare
Bad and drowning in guilt
The only 'safe space' for snowflake is
cowering under quilt
Not even tired
yet exhausted
LSD dreams without the pills
Terror and dread for the future because they've made is so that
cuts kill,
slowly
cuts kill
So much to do
So little motivation
Why worry about having a clean house or a good job in this
HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT
where if you can't slave a minimum of 9-5 full time,
you deserve to die?
According to the media moguls and bankers
(heartless wankers)
war is an eye for an eye
I'd like to pluck their hearts out and feed it to my black dog
Nothing happens though
Nothing changes
Stewing in your pit
Where the only relief is food and friendship, sometimes exercising a little bit
TV is trash
Other people are annoying
Too much effort to be nice
Smiling when you want to cry
as their boastful nature doth entice
Nothing today
Hopefully tomorrow will be better
Numb distraction is the key
I know not how to pass for what is 'the norm'
So surround yourself with loved ones, the likeminded,
the fighters, the artists
as the world falls apart
It's the only way to survive and weather this darkest storm
Fast and Fluffy
Floating filaments of fibrous fluff
fly by on the skyline beyond and above
Whizzing past
artificial light reflecting off wide windows
A vista of vapours
visibly void of vocal thunder and volatile lightning
Hurried hues of orange, red, yellow, purple, green, blue
Dusky grey ends a sunny autumn day
as the half moon hangs like a mobile above a baby's crib
Cumulonimbus has no tears to spill
For once I have no time to kill
Zooming at many miles per hour
yet still
and living in the moment
Breath
A Gods breath of condensation
Looks like a cloud too
Fast and fluffy floating by
a sunset setting in the sky
The same stars hang over the soft little sprats and the big bad sharks too
A sardine in a moving box
pressed against the pane
A heart of glass gazes out at a sky of fluffy blue
and wonders when I'll make this journey again
Frozen
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Cannot "let it go"
Never forgotten
Hidden under the surface
of the hard grounds exterior
In slumber - barely living
Cold, dark and dopey
Buried in fragile cocoons
that they could choose to dig up and destroy
at any time of their choosing
The Power of the winter Gods: Thanatos, Hades and Artemis
having an orgy with Kronos
on the longest day
Flower beds frozen flat
Hearts stiff from the weight
of their cold, harsh earth
But not all things buried stay as such
Reborn revolutionaries
Optimism reincarnated and ready for the fight back,
choosing to survive the frost
A bounce back zombie
Resilient to the evil ones icy power and privilege
Healing gestation - preparing to be REBORN
In spring
When Artemis gets Persephone back
No more dreading the mornings light -
in mourning
for a life that you could never have
Seeds planted -
because even the most fragile, weakest things
Can grow back stronger, warmer and better
and frozen hearts can be unthawed
Sabotage
Staring at a box of light
Hoping that the rectangle will morph into some sort of magic wand
or marvellous medicine to heal the broken world
Never learning that sometimes things are exactly what they seem
No hidden motive or agenda
No Trojan Horse
to hunt me down
He pursues my dreams like the rich man he secretly wishes to be
cuts me down and rips me apart like vermin
Never stood a chance
in a world where people like that are in charge
Loved but lonely
Hated by a few
Tap tap tap til your finger pads bleed
or until you find likeminded folk and that elusive 'perfect friendship'
The perfect drug, lover, politician, job, hobby
to make it all ok
An unflawed human
Quasimodo said to his gargoyles, "Oh why cannot I be made of stone like thee"?
A robot harvesting data and tampering with your emotions
Just another consumer, a ghostly slave to your machine
Hey, old man
Bleached white
Red with rage and too much wine
Blue as the veins pumping blood to an always right heart
Look upon what you created with shame, blame and resentment
Frankenstein's bride is here to tear you apart
Always with you
Always a part.....apart
Look what you've done again!
Both the solution to and often the cause of,
loneliness
I've done it again
You do it to yourself
every time
and that's what really hurts
Get off your soapbox and give me a chance or else.....
Sabotage the super ego
and crawl back into your box