Todger Tinker

I remember this poem – It was 2000 and someone said that I was thinking with my willy.  So I wrote this poem in my Ford Transit Van waiting for someone to drop off a delivery. I think it’s silly when people ring me and tell me I’m thinking with my willy But in reality …

Russ is 50!

1968 the cyclist with the beret was born 1968 the year of social unrest as we celebrate his fiftieth ‘1968 apathy’ tries to resurrect and infest 68 saw the passing of a spokesman M L King left after delivering his dream They tried to finish 2018’s advocate but today Malala bullet missed the educated brain …

BIG UP YOURSELF

Think I was about 17 or 18 here. Little spiritual challenges. Spending twenty years in confusion Heading to the future with no made decision Swearing pain to the listening Father Will my senses ever tick better? SLAP OUCH Having images of ecstasy hands prophesies of leading the global clans but Monday is day today and …

I’ve Pulled

People used to like this one and I did it honestly for the last time at my wedding. Little story of the forward girl beauty Who cam to bed with me ‘Bloody hell’ I replied How far down the list was I Actually don’t answer that. ‘Taxi Taxi TAXI!’ We enter the cab She whispers …

Jesus ***** up your life

Heard someone say this back in 2000.  Big time thinking and thoughtfulness with the millennium and through Id write it down. Jesus F***S up your life So come on and hit me kick me and take me all the way Dont want no lily-white sheet hugging suburban settling tv watching sofa bending hymn singing  CRAAAAAAAAAAP!!! …

My Friends

I think this is another turn of the millennium poem.  Felt like thinking was changing which I still think we are heading to the next stages now…. Mis-understooders Weird, eccentric & ignored by the passers Walking through the streets alone thinking to a new area of capability & direction You are a tankless dribbling swordsman …

How the hell?

1999 again I think As I ponder, ponder, ponder & ponder Trying to make a better life Living for others, trying to leave my own big brick. Shudders hit and mouth spits “Ahhhh Shit” How do you do it? How do you get there? Open supernatural venues and can’t look at cash flows Vision linked …

Baptism

We then trusted you with our heart Faith that when Homosapians fall from our expectations True love catches us. We made a promise Promises echoing from incomplete beats on our incomplete pumping hearts Promises that we will Love Love you, Love our friends, Love our enemies Even Love orange American presidents Promises on the path learning the loving …

No Fear in Love

Poem from Mal & Kirsty Kelly’s Wedding….   In all to come And all that’s gone From darkest thoughts Pressures of living   Cover any throbbing scars Stuff the Skeletons back to the back Burn the memoirs! Burn the memories! Tarmac possibles!  Kickback the kickbacks!   Build a fortress of bubble wrapped cotton As high …