Bus Stop Boogie

Bus stop in the gentle rain,Waiting,Waiting.Old couple arguing about something, nipping at each other.Dressed like they are on a hill-walking expedition in monsoon season for the trip down to the bingo.Sharing a packet of Wotsits.The wet grass.Cars rolling by in the street,Turn up the volume,Ian Dury and the BlockheadsBurst through my headphones.And I’m traveling,Borneo,Bordeaux,Fantastique.Feet tapping,Moving,NearContinue reading “Bus Stop Boogie”

Sunday Nights

Sunday night in the setting sun,front step sitting now the work is done.The universe is in my veins,I’ve got my phone playing some songs,rock and soul all night long.Close my eyes and breathe it in.Every Sunday, you’ll find me here,some songs and a couple of beers.Take it easy, let it roll.Life moves fast, so gotContinue reading “Sunday Nights”

Pale Horse

Pale horse,running through the woods at night,down the old trails where they never built the houses.Where we played as kids.Am I dreaming?Sitting at that kitchen table,or maybe that old wooden table,where I wrote so many songs when I was starting out.Trying to scrape meaningfrom three chords,and a life as yet unlived.Cup of coffee,maybe a tea,orContinue reading “Pale Horse”

Context

**** Trigger Warning **** Contains Swearing Two friends talking about a mutual pal.Someone you can rely on.Says, “Aye, that cunt’s sound.”See two folk on the bus,a few cans to the wind.One shouts to the other,“Why are you acting the cunt?”Crowd trying to stop a couple arguing in the street.“Aye well, she’s a fucking cunt!”She nearlyContinue reading “Context”

Work Ethic

Work ethic, work ethic, work ethic.Isn’t any good sitting round,Crying,Moaning,Hiding.On the couch,With a duvet and a pillow,Like life’s a storm to wait out.Work ethic.Get to working,Get to creating.Make something.Don’t apologize for it.Make it breathe.Work ethic.Get your hands dirty.Give yourself to the work.No one has a ladder for you,So build your own.With sweat,Blood.Work ethic.The only personContinue reading “Work Ethic”