Category Archives: musings

Miss Bland Who Was Fond of the One Night Stand

There once was a young lady named Bland

Who was fond of the one night stand.

With a man called White

She stood there all night,

Watching the great tide sweep over the sand …!

 

 

Wet Yvette

There was a young lady named Yvette

Who was known as a Tory wet.

She opposed all cuts

And swam in waterbutts,

Which made that Tory really quite wet!

 

(The term “Tory wet” was used during the administrations of the late Lady Thatcher to describe those on the left of the Conservative party, whilst those on the right where labelled as “dry”. The term more commonly employed today to designate those on the left of the party is “one-nation” Tories or Conservatives).

We 2 Took a Shortcut Through

We 2 took a shortcut through

The place of stones and bones.

I have some time to rhyme

Of a young woman who

May read this one day,

And, pondering on weathered old gravestones,

Say, “we are but clay”.

Claire Who Was Eaten by a Rather Large Brown Bear

When a young lady whose name was Claire

Got eaten by a rather large brown bear,

Her poor boyfriend Guy

Said, with a sigh,

“I guess that’s the end of our affair …”.

 

The Ageing Rake (Working Title)

When I was young

I flung

Myself at fleeting pleasure.

I thought

Love could be bought

And heeded not

The ticking clock.

 

Now, at leisure

I pen rhyme

To passing time,

To lust,

And dust,

And clocks

That stop.

Into “The Waste Land”, an Examination of TS Eliot’s Poem

I spent part of yesterday afternoon watching Into “The Wasteland” on the BBC Iplayer. The programme examines TS Eliot’s poem “The Wasteland”, arguing that much of the poem stems from the poet’s personal life, particularly his experiences with women and his nervous breakdown.

 

You can watch the programme here, https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m001d1yy#:~:text=An%20exploration%20of%20TS%20Eliot’s,20th%20century%2C%20The%20Waste%20Land. In order to do so you will need to have (or create) an account with the BBC Iplayer and click to confirm that you have a TV license. It is my understanding is that only those resident in the United Kingdom are able to avail themselves of the BBC Iplayer, so my apologies to those of my readers based outside of the UK.

There Was a Young Lady Named Mairead

There was a young lady named Mairead

Who was employed by the fire brigade.

A fireman called Rose

Lent her his hose.

He was generous like that to Mairead …!

 

I Enter the Graveyard

I enter the graveyard

Where men forget regret

While the living

Forget their eternal

Bed is made

In waiting grave

 

And choose to lose

Their day

In play

With technology,

Which makes none free

Of the eternal grave.

Commuter Train

I sat alone

On a train

In early morning.

When a young woman on her phone

Said, “are you still with your friend?”

 

 

The memory remains.

A couple yawning

In early morning.

And 2 strangers on a commuter train.