Payday

 My bank account has swelled greatly today
Just in time: I was through with being broke
But the drought is over; I have my pay
And with it my freedom I shall evoke
With this cash, I’ll get myself out of debt
I’ll go on ebay and a spending spree
I’ll buy tickets for a trip on a jet
For I finally have time to spend on me
I can meet my friends for drinks at the bar
I can purchase food for another week
I can now put petrol into my car
I can indulge in a life lot less bleak

The day ends: Goodbye to being wealthy
Hello to thirteen days of misery


29th September 2014

Man on a Park Bench

On a bench in the park sits an aged man
Looking wise; traveled; no more than fifty
Wearing a blue and white shirt with pants tan
Looking of experience and weary

Clearly he’s led a long life. Where’s he been?
What stories can he tell? Is he alone?
Does he have friends? What wonders has he seen?
And where is he going? Has he a home?

He looks up to the sky, his eyes seeking
But the evening looms: Soon it will be dark
He ascends from the bench with joints creaking
Leaning on his cane he departs the park

With a stride purposeful and colossal
He heads across the street to a brothel


22nd September 2014

Car Stereo

Welcome to my car. Welcome to my turf
Just go with it for you don’t get a say
Am I in control, Nowhere else on earth
And I determine what music will play
I play what I like. What I don’t I skip
Doesn’t matter if you like it or not
So don’t complain or give me any lip
No voice, Being a passenger you’ve got
I don’t care how long a song’s length may take
This is called tolerance so suck it up
The journey torturous. So does it make
I’m in the boss chair and won’t give it up

So I drive alone with a CD new
I just wish someone else would like it too


15th September 2014

An ode to Ico

Favorite game? Ico. On the PS2
No joke: you’ve heard exactly what I’ve said
Not for me Portal, Halo and Wow too

No, give me a lad with horns on his head
Who meets a princess in a big fortress
Who can open doors and make black shapes dead

Both doomed to die: A fate to readdress
So an escape Ico and Yorda plan
Hand in hand through the castle they progress

Contending with: puzzles, solved as they can
And bashing, with a wood stick, black shadows
And, worse of all, Yorda’s attention span

Under bloom lightening the game flows
Showing Legend of Zelda how it’s done
Along with a loneliness this game knows

Oh Ico, you poor selling ball of fun
Father of Shadow of the Colossus
Now on the PS3 for everyone
Ico: Who does so much more with so less
Who proudly passes the ‘game as art’ test
And a real tear jerker I must confess

Yes, my favorite game’s Ico. It’s the best!
Mood, emotion: There’s nothing quite like it.
Even though it’s one big long escort quest


25th July 2014

Childhood Lost

These words are for that deplorable creep
Who shook my childhood right to the core
Who chased after me like a predator
Who inspired nightmares that made me weep

You made me terrified to hear your voice
You made me frightened of where shadows lurk
You told me to keep quiet - with a smirk
You took away from me my sense of choice

You still came even when I said never
This is for when I sat alone in tears
For the pain that still taints my adult years
And for my dreams left ruined forever

But now, all of those dreams will be remade
With the hefty cheque that the tabloids paid


23rd June 2014

Goddess

A soft touch that sends shivers down my spine
A cascade of the purest golden hair
A voice that speaks with a melody fine

A soul that doesn’t judge – why should she care?
A presence that makes me drop all my fears
A warm embrace she only wants to share

The chaos and confusion; her kiss clears
Words are spoken in whispers like a breeze
And whatever doubt I have disappears


16th June 2014

Pretend Girlfriend

We meet up on a regular basis
We greet each other with smiles glowing
She likes to ask how my day is going
And never hesitates to plant a kiss
She knows what I like and talks about it
Her presence picks me up when I feel bad
She’s sympathetic when I’m feeling sad
And she finds much enjoyment in my wit
It’s for her I lower my defences
I see the real her; she sees the real me
I embrace her comfort, warmth and beauty
As her presence fulfils all my senses

But we’ve an understanding. Me and her
That what we have will never go further

9th June 2014