When We First Heard the News
We heard it on the Beeb, it was no freebie
This news so sad, that the mother of our monarch
Was deceased. She went in her sleep, for,
She’d had a good life.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 22Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems |
We heard it on the Beeb, it was no freebie
This news so sad, that the mother of our monarch
Was deceased. She went in her sleep, for,
She’d had a good life.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 22Feb , 2018 | Love, Main poems, Recent Poems |
All hail thee, lovely laughing maid!
On this auspicious day thy match hath made!
The Lord shall Bless, and all shall see
And on this day, shall married be!
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Long Poems, Recent Poems |
I tied a dead body to my steed
And dragged it through the dusty town
It was the corpse of American democracy
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Long Poems |
Since the siege and the assault ceased at Troy
Smashed and burned the castle to charcoal and ashes
The man who was there wrought the cunning devices of treason
Was tried for his trickery, though the truest on earth.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Long Poems |
MAHAK MAKAR A BAK HI! HI!
BANG, BARANG BANK BARAABUM
BARAABUM! TINKLE! SHRIEK!
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
You may be all grown-up and free from guilt concerning sex
But I’m not, I’m caught in some God-damn 80s hex
Belonging to a long-forgotten age of superstition
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Before I cast off my second skin
And let the silky darkness in
Turn off the light
And into night
Spill the day’s noise and din.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Love, Main poems, Short Poems |
God bless…
Beautiful England
As the last living Rose
Quivers in your hand.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
When will I listen? When will I learn?
The right to exist doesn’t equal the right to earn
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Short Poems |
Lady Luck, she’s a whore
Learn to live and lick the wounds
Self-inflicted that you adore ~
Pick at the scab that which heals
To deaden the pain which anneals
Kneel before the law you abhor
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Cross the bridge- Budge!
Criss cross
Pipes, Cables, Girders, Bolts
Whilst up high
Birds wheel in the silky sky
Land treads softly at water’s heel
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Guernsey, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
ELECTRIC ARCHING CRISS-CROSS, MAUVE AZURE AND BLUE
A RIPPLING CORUSCATING COLLAGE OF COLOURS DANCING IN THE SEA-SAND-SCAPE
SUN DIPPED BELOW TUMESCENT KOHL-RIMMED HORIZON
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Who am I?
I am the sun that shines on everyone
Lights you up from tip to toe
Tell you things, perhaps
You’d rather not know
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
NUCLEAR FAST BREEDER REACTOR
SPEEDING TIME IN FISSION FACTOR
PARANOIA BREEDS DISTRUST AND DISDAIN
PUTS BLINKERS ON THE BRAIN
DISGUST AND EXPRESSIONS INANE
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | People, Short Poems |
Mad woman, leave me alone
When I tell a joke, you throw a fit
And frown and scowl and moan
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Bad People
They Swear a lot
They don’t Care a lot
They Spam a lot
They Jam a lot.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Short Poems |
As I go on my round of late
I see bodies, with shambling gait
I wonder, do they suffer the cramp
Or rooves that leak and houses damp?
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
The rising sun faces
The sickening moon
And the fires in the engines
Go on one by one
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
The sky hung in coloured threads
Music wiped away our dread
Our senses are drawn out
Into another world, no doubt
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Main poems, People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
I was a Rasta, a Taoist, Zen, Christian, Buddhist, Pagan Homeless, poor, yet wealthy and landed My forebears knew Christ, yet the horned god
Read MorePosted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
I have seen my true soul:
It is neither young nor old
Neither rich nor poor
Neither a believer nor an atheist
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Working in gardens
Tangle of weeds menaces at me
Parched soil where weeds are concreted in
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Red dragonfly
On the lip of a teacup
Shimmering
Posted by Chris Hudson | 21Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Thunder from a jar
Lies
Stored
Taken from afar
Lies
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Fragments of life is all we have.
Crazy-Paving-Yellowbrick shithouse
Road to Nowhere Everywhere
Shining crock of golden shit
Fools no-one
Everyone loves it.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Let’s play nuclear fall-out
You can join in all the fun
Let’s play nuclear fall-out
Now it’s time to run
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Main poems, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
The bloney traffic’s bloney slow
Everywhere you bloney go
The bloney Social’s bloney tight
The thugs in pubs all love to fight
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Yak yak yatter
Nic nik natter
How I hate the chit and chatter
Aimless as starlings
Pointless as meteorites
Abstract trajectories
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Before the wind kissed my feet
I tied ten blessings in a sheet
Cursed by a crow, carried afar
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Ten thousand crushed cataclysmic catacombs
I thought you had wallpaper paste in your hair
It was a drowned apocalypso downed your daisies at dawn anti-cymex egg-smeller!!
It was you megalithic monolithic van der Graff
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Short Poems |
As I go on my round of late
I see bodies, with shambling gaite
I wonder, do they suffer the cramp?
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
MEETING ON THE BANKS OF THE NILE
YOU COULD SEE PEOPLE GOING PAST ON BENCHES
WE MOVED, AND ROLLED THE LAWN FOR THEM
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Shining bright over Moytura
A glistening sea of spears and blades
In the dark, denizens illuminate
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Avoiding askance!
Avoiding askance!
How we avoid
The responsibilities set upon us
Sneaking up on our consciences
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
You sat
Like a cat
Blue eyed and
Perfectly relaxed.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
YOU WANT TO KNOW AND ASK ME WHY?
Because he is humorous and always funny
Even if he has not much money
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Short Poems |
Carried on a dragon’s back
Into oncoming clouds
The ground is very far away
Hear the thunder’s loud!
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
Lasciviously horrible
Your prattle gushes from my TV and radio constantly
Your beady little eyes seem to survey all
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems, Short Poems |
We meet in the middle of this, our battle-ground
This war fought through the ages now bears a distant sound
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Short Poems |
In Social Insecurity
They read out your name like a curse
Like they’re announcing the plague, a disease
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems |
Bless the earth , bless the seas
Bless the woman, brought me to my knees
Bless the skies, bless the stars
Bless the drunks, hang around in bars.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems |
This poem should be behind bars!
It injects drugs and drives around in cars!
It meets loose ladies and hangs around in bars!
This poem should be behind bars.
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | Life, Recent Poems |
Beauteous morn to see the day
Young babe sleeping in a manger lay
Peaceful, innocent and so full of life.
Read MorePosted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People |
Witch me a herb, which herb is which?
Whether grown in a greenhouse, or in a ditch
Toxins that repel, ward off, or give grace
These herbs are all banes, where they leave a trace
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems |
“Congratulations on your baby to be born
May her future be so bright
With flowers adorned.
God protect her and her days be filled with light
Jesus bless her and keep her with his might.”
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems |
“Congrats on your baby to be born
May her future be so bright
With flowers adorned.
God protect her and her days be filled with light
Jesus bless her and keep her with his might.”
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems |
‘Man bites dog!’ so the headline goes
Though how it ever ends no-one really seems to know
The dog was full of spite and the man was full of hate
The newspaper’s aim was this image to inflate
The dog bit the man so the man bit back
Posted by Chris Hudson | 19Feb , 2018 | People, Recent Poems |
Anger revolves the heart t’entrap
Tethers the mind by ties of time
While tides flow out and in