Four Poems (Free, Painting Roundabouts, Smoke, Kamikaze Moth)
I wanted to post some of the poems I performed at a recent Comedius event. I hope you enjoy them! The first poem, 'Free', is the result of a random word generator based experiment, and honestly I was delighted with how it turned out. 'Painting Roundabouts' is hopefully a self-explanatory middle finger to the so-called "patriots" who probably won't even know how to read a poem. The third poem, 'Smoke' is written around a series of images, while the fourth poem 'Kamikaze Moth' is one I wrote ten years ago and recently rediscovered. Free As if to illustrate the point, The spokesman emphatically Gives clearance To another car petrol bombed, The eagle finally landed, As if that had never elapsed before. Peace storms in like a glacier, Parking on the double yellow lines, Perched on the ridge of the curb. Lend me your ears And I’ll twist your arm, Safe in the knowledge that I can Painting Roundabouts St George’s cross But not about The things th...