AN HOUR GLASS FIGURE

 

An Hourglass is Female

And I know it’s unfair and rotten

But it’s female because over time

The weight shifts to the bottom

PAYMENT IN KIND

 

On the seventh day

Of the seventh month

Londoners paid the price

The ultimate price

in blood and death

In part only they paid

On that July morning

For years of liberalism

Historically Opening our doors

To the world

Offering Succor

To every race and creed

And on July 7^th

Our kindness was repaid

Not in like kind

But in bloody vengeance

By the terror of Islam

They bit viciously

At the hand that fed them

A hand offered in friendship

Torn to shreads

Instead of embracing us

And returning in kind

They choose instead

To embrace terror

We should beware

Of giving of our hearts

To the heartless ones

Who plot to destroy us

This was only a warning

They will come again

HIS NAME IS BOND

 Men are like Government Bonds

That’s for sure

Because it takes a life time

Before they mature

RUSH HOUR VIEWS

 

It was Monday morning again

The kids were back to school

And I sat in a jam

No better or worse

Than any other Monday

My car came to a stop

Beside the drive of a large house

Long past its best

And I saw fixed to the crumbling masonry

Of the once grand gateway, a sign

“Eland Place”

I laughed to myself

And pondered just how many

Eland run free

Along the A247

Then the traffic inched forward

And I looked again

This time the sign read

“Elan Place”

So I pondered again

At work I sort the definition of “Elan”

“Enthusiastic and assured vigor and liveliness”

“Distinctive and stylish elegance”

“A feeling of strong eagerness”

And picturing in my mind

The dingy ramshackled house again

It occurred to me that

The prospect of African antelope

With their short spirally twisted horns

Making their way towards Byfleet

Seemed more appropriate

THE X FACTOR

 

You were caught by your ex girlfriend

Chatting up her best friend

But the reason she’s your ex girlfriend

Is you factor best friend

THE PLAZA FROM GAZA - AS SEEN ON TV

 

We watch on TV

As the horror unfolds

It’s Breakfast in America

Lunchtime in England

We watch as the towers burn

Great plumes of smoke

Blackening the sky

Flames burn unchecked

Metal buckles and windows break

Bodies fall like rag dolls

Tumbling earthward

And hit the portico

We watch the pictures

Dumbstruck at this surreal scene

And await news

Of other flying bombs

We watch through tear stung eyes

As a tower falls

Collapsing like a house of cards

Killing the rescued and the rescuers

While in Palestine they dance

The women cheer

The men shoot guns

The children jump with joy

And laughter rings round

In the echoes of the gunfire

As the innocent die

Palestine Dance’s

GINSTER QUERY

 

I saw a large woman wearing

A sweatshirt, it was a tight fit

With the word 'Guess' printed on it

I paused for a moment

Casting a long gaze with my eyes

Then I said too many pies?