Saturday, November 17, 2007

A Humour of Sorts.

A humour of sorts probably best describes the next few poems. A little bit of satire, that maybe contains a grain of truth, or perhaps even more than that. Anyway please enjoy.

A Swindlers' List

Shopping Malls
And motorways
Their midriffs almost bare
You can see these celtic tigers
Leaving skid marks everywhere.

The party's over
Ebbing away.
Flood reports on the radio
Only traffic jam today.

Bush fires breaking out
A profit warning call.
Bears loose in the marketplace
Start up disks
To stop it all.

Nice work if you can get it
And you're welfare's guaranteed
The other side of midnight's
Cattle class in A/E.

And it doesn't really matter
Coz they're waiting to enlist
Out there in the cutbacks
The names on swindlers' list.

Photograph: A fairy bush?
The Hill Of Tara
Co. Meath. 2007.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Red Lights

Red Lights

Cat calls
From doorways
Under neon
Like winter sun
In the night.

The moment
A cold sign
Catching the eye.
Nothing for nothing.
Photograph: Old Church and Graveyard
Hill of Skryne, 2007.