Showing posts with label Doggerel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doggerel. Show all posts

Thursday, 25 June 2020

KEEP YOUR DISTANCE

KEEP YOUR DISTANCE

They seem to think it’s safe now
To draw those boundaries in
Wealth is all that counts these days
As wisdom gets flung into the bin

But we still don’t want to visit folk
Our summer break we’ve now cancelled
Quietly happy not to get involved
With gatherings neighbours held

We were quite happy here at home
Whilst little shops were safely shut
Weren’t bothered in the slightest
About getting our long hair cut

We just don’t want to barbecue
Or sit outside drinking warm wine
When it comes to life’s small pleasures
The sofa will do just fine

Not ones for pubs much anyway
Parties we simply can’t abide
To be frank we’re completely happy
To be ignoring the human tide

Don’t want to go down to the beach
Or drive any distance in the car
Whilst my inner voice is screaming
It’s still too dangerous by far

It’s fine if you want to do these things
I wouldn’t begrudge it you at all
Just respect my choice to not join in
From outside the asylum wall

We’ve needed our supermarket
Gone to a chemist from time to time
All wrapped up in our safety gear
Not like too many other swine

So enjoy your close proximity
Now you’ve been let out once again
It’s not about if there’s a second wave
But more about just when

MAWH, 250620

Friday, 19 June 2020

SOLSTICE EVE MORNING

SOLSTICE EVE MORNING

Surrounded by song
Sung invisibly
From midsummer trees
Plump with vibrant leaves
Already rust flecked
As the year turns again

Morning birds seem rare
Landing scruffily
Some overnight rave
Kept them sleeping
Working not preening
Life keeping them busy

Two pair’s a good hand
In life’s poker game
But not so strong when
Four magpies in treetops
Flying so far so fast
To my distant wanders

Grey mornings roll along
So surprisingly
Bright shining moments
Of unexpected sunshine
As mist clenches its fist
And the year turns again

MAWH, 190620

Friday, 29 May 2020

BOZO

BOZO

Allexpendable
Bozo
deFarquwit
Johnsodyou
I wouldn’t trust him
To run a bath

MAWH, 290520

FUDGE & BUMBLE

FUDGE & BUMBLE

Fudge & bumble 
Bumble & fudge
Deflect the story
With an unwise nudge

Bumble & fudge
Fudge & bumble
Don’t expect numbers
To start to tumble

Fog & bluster
Bluster & fog
We need digital
You're still analogue

Bluster & fog

Fog & bluster
Why not admit
It's a total cluster

Fudge & bumble 
Bumble & fudge
You know what’s needed
Why don’t you budge

Bumble & fudge
Fudge & bumble
We think you’re
A total dumbbell

Fog & bluster

Bluster & fog
More of a poodle
Than a British bulldog

Bluster & fog

Fog & bluster
Despite what you think
You're simply lacklustre


MAWH, 28-290520

Tuesday, 12 May 2020

NOT EVERYONE

NOT EVERYONE

Not everyone you like is always right
Not everything you read is always true
Sometimes something is not thought out
Sometimes something is not thought about
But that does not diminish you

Not everyone I like is always right
Not everything I read is always true
Sometimes it’s a falsehood quite persuasive
Some days I’m quite willing to be persuaded
But that should not empower you

Not everything you know is a proven fact
Not everything you read is knowledge backed
Some days an opinion isn’t so strong
Sometimes an opinion can be wrong
But that should not diminish you

Not everything I know is a proven fact
Not everything I read is knowledge backed
Some days my opinion isn’t so strong
Sometimes my opinion can be wrong
But that should not enable you

Not everyone need do what you say or do
Not everything I think will agree with you
Sometimes we simply must agree to differ
Some things might cause a row to trigger
But this does not diminish you

Not everyone need do what I say or do
Not everything I think will appeal to you
Sometimes we’ll agree to disagree
Sometimes you’re right, some days it’s me
But this cannot diminish you

You don’t have to defend every wrong word
Even after you find out its utterly absurd
Sometimes you might turn out to be wrong
Sometimes I’m right but we can still get along
And this will not diminish you

I shouldn’t have to defend every wrong word
Even if I do find out its utterly absurd
Sometimes I might turn out to be just wrong
About some things I thought I knew all along
And this does not diminish you

It’s really all right to have been found out
Or to find you’ve believed in something faked
If you find out something else later on
It’s fine to admit you once were wrong
And that does not diminish you

It’s really all right to have been found out
Or to find I’ve believed in something false
If I find out something else later on
It’s fine to admit I once was wrong
And that does not diminish you

True wisdom comes from learning something new
True knowledge is to know you once were wrong
Sometimes the bigger picture fills you in
Sometimes standing back you just can’t win
But that will not diminish you

True wisdom is discovering something unknown
True knowledge is finding out I could be wrong
Sometimes new information fills me in
Something new puts my argument in the bin
And that should not vindicate you

Standing by as someone does something wrong
Standing alongside them just to feel you belong
Not realizing whilst you once knew everything
Knowing how wrong that is only time can bring
And that does not diminish you

Standing by the actions of an obvious despot
Standing up for the monstrous no matter what
Not listening and learning as they speak
Not caring about the havoc they wreak
Now that does indeed diminish you

MAWH, 120520

‪PAPERS 060520

‪PAPERS 060520

Professor Lockdown ‬
‪Falls onto his sword‬
‪Taking one for the team‬

To keep the tabloids‬
‪From telling the hard truth‬
‪That those numbers mean‬

The finger of blame
Is allowed to be pointed
Unless you're the sainted BJ

Whilst bloody E*pr*ss
Readers choke on their toast
Over the racism of the day


MAWH, 060520



LAST TEABAG STANDING

LAST TEABAG STANDING

All alone at last
The one last teabag standing
Waiting to serve
And be served

Many thousands gone
Memories of brews gone by
Just one remains
Warm the pot

Tea time approaches
One warming final emission
It's the only
Way to go

@MAW_H, 060520

Thursday, 7 May 2020

VJ NOT VE

VJ NOT VE

Perhaps you’ll forgive
The lack of bunting flying
It’s not because
I’ve a lack of respect
For what was lost
By far too many
To save the world
From fascist tyranny
So quickly forgotten
In a self-obsessed world
Replacing hate with hope
Hoping hate would not return

Perhaps you’ll forgive
A small indulgence here
As I take you back to the not
Forgotten summer of eighty-five
Where from his armchair
Chatting to old comrades
My father made a choice
Not - yet - to celebrate
Forty years of peace
In Europe for his world war
Had been far from over yet
Raging on as peace paraded

Perhaps you’ll forgive
That sentiment you hear
As out in the Far East
He was still surrounded
By a bloody forgotten war
Still fighting on and on
In far distant jungle sweat
My father chose instead
To raise his own toast
His tumbler of whisky
On August the fifteenth
Forgotten, unremarked

So perhaps you’ll forgive
The lack of bunting flying
It brings that last summer
Of birthdays and farewells
Quiet remembrances
Now flooding back
Dad did not survive
The following October
So perhaps you’ll forgive
The lack of bunting flying
It reminds me too much
Of my father dying

MAWH, 070520



Wednesday, 22 April 2020

THE PAPERS, 220420

THE PAPERS, 220420

The daily rags
Ignorantly ignore
Incompetences
We all abhor

Those chances missed
To save lots of lives
Due to ideologies
Many despise

Choose blind dogma
Above humanity
Though you’d never know
Over morning tea

Business exports
Of much needed kit
Some say scandalous
One word for it

Killed so many
Through political choice
Deciding factors
Get little voice

Hide the story
Behind plucky heroes
Hail hearty crafters
To hide our woes

Scream vaccine tests
Will be coming quite soon
Defend to the end
This honeymoon

Yet still flawed tests
Risk many brave lives
Mothers fathers children
Husbands and wives

Though some still choose
To weaponise distress
Managing somehow to blame
The N.H.S.

MAWH, 220420


Monday, 13 April 2020

SONNET 130420

SONNET 130420

When going shopping there are golden rules
That need to be followed that is my wish
Should anyone not they’re just bloody fools
Never forget people are so selfish
People must learn that they all need to stay
One metre away then one metre more
If someone comes close keep out of their way
And preferably keep further than four
If your garden is a small postage stamp
Your neighbours outside will all be too near
So you stay indoors unless it’s quite damp
Venturing without brings far too much fear
So self-isolation is all you’ve got
Contact’s overrated like it or not

MAWH, 130420

Sunday, 12 April 2020

THE BEAST

THE BEAST

The beast comes calling
Culling
Eliminating
Weak and strong alike
All falling prey
To spend so much time
In suffering and woe
In next to no time
Unthinkably
Whole neighbourhoods
Suffer

The beast arriving
Coughing
Choking
Fever-fuelled fear
Now locking up
To spend endless weeks
In our homes-made cells
Next to unfamiliar
Invisible
Unseen neighbours
Coughing

The beast is ripping
Ripping
R I P-ing
Through a population
Now lining up
To spend eternity
In anonymous boxes
Next to anonymous
Unknowable
Unknown neighbours
Forever

The beast came knocking
Tearing
Causing tears
Of lamentation
Now welling up
To spend year after year
In endless speculation
Next we’ll place blame
Unfathomably
On our neighbours
Abroad

MAWH, Easter 2020

Saturday, 11 April 2020

MASS GRAVES

MASS GRAVES

They’re digging mass graves in Chislehurst
Hearing it makes your heart want to burst
Day upon day upon day there’s so many
Faces in places with families and names
Point still silent fingers to place the blame
Day after day after day there’s too many

They’re digging mass graves
For those they can’t save
Dying in isolation
In this shattered nation

Sacrificed so a few can financially gain
Statistically numbed to ease collective pain
Day upon day upon day there’s so many
No one’s hand to hold silently and alone
In darkened rooms more and more gone
Day after day after day there’s too many

They’re digging mass graves
For those they can’t save
Whilst so many still pretend
Thousands are condemned

They’re digging mass graves in Chislehurst
We shout and we rail and we curse
Day after day after day there’s too many
Locked away frightened and hopeless
With a sense nobody could care less
Day upon day upon day there’s so many

They’re digging mass graves
For those they can’t save
This new normality
A savage banality

As some still carry on much as they did before
Another few hundred knock on death’s door
Day after day after day there’s so many
Blinkered in ignorance keep carrying on
Finally waking when their own loved one is gone
Day upon day upon day there’s too many

They’re digging mass graves
For those they can’t save
Why in this modern age
Is there not more rage

They’re digging mass graves in Chislehurst
Hearing it makes your heart want to burst
Day upon day upon day there’s so many
Faces in places with families and names
Point still silent fingers to place the blame
Day after day after day after day

MAWH, 110420

Saturday, 4 April 2020

SPRING WALKS

SPRING WALKS

Dawn’s lightshow as we slumber
Night trimmed back to suede
Step out before the world wakes
Into morning’s cavalcade

An intensity of birdsong
All around there’s bright new life 
Losing track on endless tracks
Evaporating strife

Those spring walks of memory
Diving deep into nature’s song
Sustain and feed the soul
Awaited all year long

Still clinging to remembrance
Of walks through field and wood
Now seen through barriers of glass
I’m glad I went out when I could


@MAW_H, 040420

Saturday, 28 March 2020

NORMALLY

NORMALLY

Normally... At this time of year I would traipse far and wide To see the curlew I hear With limited time In this climate of fear I must be contented Simply to hear As they warble and cry In fields far away I must not do what I would On an early spring day Normally


MAWH, 280320

Tuesday, 24 March 2020

PRISONS

PRISONS

In our lives we all build prisons
To entangle us and snare
The house
The job
The wedding band
Kids for which we have to care

Then life puts up some new ones
Tells us to stay right there
The house
Becomes
Our total world
Because of a health scare

The life we know is changing
There’s nowhere else to be
The house
The lawn
The family
A spring trap you can’t flee

Although you know you can’t escape
That place that you call home
Your life
Your home
Your family
At least you’re not alone

Those prisons we make ourselves
Now shut into by the state
Have life
And hope
And family
Let’s try to enjoy our fate

Real prisons are far worse you know
Few outside will feel so trapped
You’re free
To be
With those you love
In a velvet castle you mapped

In our lives we all build prisons
To make something we can share
Your home
Your folks
Are your cellmates
You need to be right there

MAWH, 240320