• Night Angler

    Has this bird learnedCarpark night lightsAre a boon to fishers?Hence moonlit return to perchWhich is also a fresh water fishAlthough Wensum waterIs possibly too freshIf you get my drift~ CLP 14/10/2024

  • on time

    we’ve a lifetime to learnwhat love actually meansto know happiness~ CLP 13/10/2024

  • on Ukraine

    Half of all spent is spent on warTaxes, privatisation, national assets soldUkraine is beggared beyond beliefWhat price victory?What cost peace?~ CLP 11/10/2024

  • on the wall

    The North StandUp these steps, here we goTo see the lights, the pitchOur team in blueWe are the Blue Army of Portsmouth FCThe Pompey Chimes our famous tuneWhen I sit in the North StandI think of my Grandad, my parents, my familyThis is our teamWe stand together and never give upPlay up Pompey! Pompey play

  • on Ukraine

    Nothing much reportedAs media awash with stormsTerrestrial and solarGaining strengthGreater attentionLebanon and Gaza drowned by dramaOf extreme weatherBent trees, colossal waves breakingon Florida shoresWhen a million and moreAre forced by hail of munitionsTo retreat north and eastFrom the IDFMeanwhile Ukraine still fightsFor its lifeOn the Russian hook~ CLP 10/10/2024

  • on luck

    There is no such thing as Lucky SocksOr shirt, or shoes or underwearI tried some new ones Wednesday nightBut Pompey sunk without a fightTo lose six-one was a shock to meSo are those socks now cursed Unlucky?There’s not such a thing, I’m pretty sureSo, they’re unwashed and are worn once moreFor the vital match todayWhen

  • on time

    I was chatting to an old man todayHe said he remembers workingAround Covent Garden and Neal’s YardIt must have been forty years agoQuite a while, I agreedAs I walked on my wayI realised, I was there then tooGoodness he looked quite oldI haven’t checked in with my mirror yet~ CLP 04/10/2024

  • on luck

    People use the phraseSliding doors momentWhat is that about?Is it a Ships in the night thing?Or better than that?At least you can put a foot in the way of a sliding doorI supposeYes, act before it’s too lateDon’t miss the busMake sure the stable door is firmly shutWhile the horse is in its stallChomping at

  • on autumn

    There’s talk of ChristmasAs if even autumn’s doneLeaves swirl in cold gusts~ CLP 28/09/2024

  • at night

    awakethere’s a heart racingin the streetis it fear, or anticipationfuelled by alcoholor the acheof lonelinessup here, I miss yourolling closeran arm wrapped arounda wigglewarmthsleep~ CLP 28/09/2024