Sunak Did Not
An Horatian
Epistle
Make a major speech
to the nation, on
how secret breeding
of the beggarly
had, out of control
caused a debt crisis.
Hence, more taxation
but millions flown
to Rwanda might
improve the nation
to grow again, thus :
Election landslide.
Instead, ran away,
fleeing Normandy
and now, disaster ;
no education.
Just jittery speech,
living like a leech.
Touchwood Footnote
Albion, the land
of Athens, then Rome
and Jerusalem
not Mecca, Lagos
but Delhi, maybe,
after Normandy
linked to Sicily ;
and the Ironclad.
We, so very glad
January 10th
lunchtime, for
MI9 Central
Albion Doom
An entire class
of politicos
got it all wrong, broke
the Bank, indulging
the mob, for guzzling
with no Libya.
Of North Sea Oil,
bread and circuses
and sad Love Island
hunky and chunky
and salivating
after tail-gating
for endless mating
whoredom to boredom
for a great rating
No hibernating !
For Centcom, Cobra
MI9 Central
to the CIA :
we are more vocal
We have a common
bond, catastrophe,
the minority.
*
Will it come to pass
buried in the grass.
Only time will tell.
Shall we cook 'em all
...Ride of Valkyrie
Who can bite harder ?
Centcom, a romcom
January 11th written
in Library sun
Vermin Nation
In ancient time
a proper way of living
had garlic butter,
relish and rhubarb
and many a long silence
of upper gentry.
*
They, under control
not gnawing at the gate
fed radish, Rachel,
in their prison state
smeary at the jaw
drooling for fooling.
Parsimony
What of the turnip,
the raw French onion ?
and honeymoon drip
of sheeting honey ?
Eat parsnips, to be
parsimonious
on the keener way
to the parsonage,
with vivid parson
and kitchen garden
to crazy paving.
To resume, Rachel,
sing parsnip nation
to God by the poor
never wanting more
and wolves at the door,
hungry for carnage
and cattle damage.
No parson arson.
Barbie Quips
over breakfast
Ample, on Facebook
the liposuction
pouting an outing.
Under-taxed nation
often over-waxed
for size of claimant :
the Bevan Welfare
designed for the thin
and making heaven.
I eat Cookie Crisp
whole grain, made Nestle'
up off a Duvet.
And, to rhyme, touche' !
Her withering look
good at castration
and agitation.
January 13th/14th
Victor Ludorum
The soldiers were bored
and bells were jangling
at front door, and porch
in days of alarm,
with many turned off
at fresh civil war
driven by the poor,
and the uncivil
guided by evil.
The centre is gone,
with fragmentation
order of the day
and fewer now pray,
the rabble in town
barbaric, smudgy,
everyone dodgy.
She was so bored. Where
is the grain stored ?
The New Censors
The twitchy are getting itchy
and, as yet, not trigger happy.
Conversations overheard
can verge on an emergency
in the Theatre of The Absurd ;
offending can be criminal
and, to the Landlord, chargeable,
society dead on flat feet
wherever thinking people meet,
society pyramidal
made a level playing field,
with a white sheet, open for change.
( So frightening, it can derange.)
Drinking, like treading in blancmange.
Double vision, from double think.
January 14th written in Churches
two, and a Library or two
Nocturnals
1 Londinium
London, a Roman
City, re-centred
by the flint Norman,
after the Saxon
mud in The Villa.
Note Trafalgar Square,
St. Paul's Cathedral
ambient with Rome,
Westminster Abbey
a Goth oddity.
Latin is language,
not pidgin patois
like hysteria
pecking on a green
again and again,
barely coherent.
2 Police State
Controlling the conversation
in tavern, or restaurant
an idea of the GDR.
Early on, they shuttered the Haus,
the Reds banning the embittered
in every village, in case
wildfire speaking took place
they could not get under control.
I saw yet another black quilt.
The country must be cleared of them
words the treason class cannot hear.
The wind of fate, it in the trees
and they will be brought to their knees.
I cannot bear the black-quilted
his first complaint, of a Friday.
Halt ! This is just too much to hear
and I am over-whelmed by fear
Albion Cataclysm
General Ironside
and Ralph, joint commanders
of The Home Guard, in dark
1940 : what would
they do, gazing into
our deep saturation ?
( the invasion coloured ).
Maybe opt for Ghetto,
or concentration camp
( The Anglo-Boer War ).
No, to write : shoot them all ;
a waste of ammunition,
lean Whitehall Mandarin
your mind in a flat spin.
Who is going to win ?
nb Ralph (maternal) Grandfather
was The (Hon) Brigadier Ralph
Shelton Griffin Stokes M.C. (1916)
D.S.O. (1917) O.B.E. (1919) C.B.E.
(1942) C.E. Xth Corps, 1940.
January 14th/15th
Pulchritudo ou,
Pulchritude
Death is the enemy
of beauty, unless you
harbour a cream statue
like The Virgin Mary,
repudiated by
the enemy, dying
or, Church architecture
in Firenze and Rome
or, Chanel photograph
of her so bravura
or, painting by Ingres,
even a Gainsborough.
The Virgin is beaming
an infinite loving
beyond any chisel.
Cause for mass expulsion :
a denying beauty
Oh political class !
A way of dying :
struggling in a shawl,
never streamlining.
Bravura
At "Highfield", Dorset,
they kept a rose garden
to a demi-theatre
of fields to far Downs
Molly loving petals,
unlike the men dying
storming the enemy
falling in late summer,
le beau in the vista
but Ralph had memory ;
the fallen had to fall
bravura at The Somme.
(Young, I criticised Haig :
sat made to feel vague).
En Sicilia
La Cattedrale,
en Siracusa
en face, est Baroque ;
dans l'interieur
les colonnes
d'une Temple Grec
(Magna Graecia)
etais surrealiste,
surrealista.
En route, Castello
Donnafugata,
la gloire en sable.
(Not far off, Africa
in south Tunisia).
Goethe, divining.
January 16th
Shrink-wrap Plastic
for City A.M.
Mantra of economic growth
a form of dumb idiocy,
with the Body Politic full
of poison, the dead-beat shuffling
of the entirely useless ;
the proverbial Augean
Stables need a power cleansing,
and thinking beyond hand-to-mouth.
Shrinkage, the way to recovery
and a lifting of the damned,
into the light of clean living
or, one might say, of green riding.
( How to save on a body-bag ?
Use shrink-wrap plastic, light a fag ).
pre-breakfast January 17th
*
Davos Lunacy
The mountain-view pistorama
at Davos cool, is challenging
facto, nobody is a fool
except off-piste, fogging plate-glass
( yes, Auden ) to the underclass
beyond mention, and weight-lifting
for muscle ripple, her giggle
after joy. Oh boy ! what drama...
and who has the body-armour ?
Her inner tension, Aryan
blonde, in the bar neon, hi-lit
in her vest white cable, tight black
miniskirt too curve to stroke, rends
hot and cold. You have to be bold !
and is her hold for a thousand
dollars a night ? The cocktail
hour is at hand, to The Band
hiding in the cacti, grinning.
Her forte is the Eugenics
with cherry rift on a salver
apres ski rock extravaganza,
such a craze this year, to breeding
a riot in Nigeria
and our grinding Euro-rhythmics !
Golden, sober, to be up late
entertaining, lively, a date
she from a Grand Hotel in Prague.
What of total incoherence,
of their vocal indifference ?
democracy left on a fence,
Davos craving obedience
to a million dollar babe
arching her back, to an uber
who left her, satis, a flower.
She wore the sleekest leather
wanting to put them in a blender.
January 22nd / 23rd
for Billie Piper
Crossing Over
Savagery and banditry,
in the valley and foothill
naturalement, in our age
of anarchy, threatened window
and who will make it to the pass ?
Eventually, out of glass
with mice at every cable
for our last radio dying,
to the sound of rodent scratching
at the gash bin, and who was trash ?
seeming important at the time,
but in retrospect, what a waste
of worry. You worry too much !
after treading in slurry, late
to a pyre on charcoal damp
of the rapidly forgotten -
and, who, now can light a fire ?
Near the border, a granite cross.
*
high in the 'Birds-of-Prey Mountains'
with eight Griffon Vultures circling.
You cannot be in a hurry,
peur dans le frontiere sauvage.
January 25th/29th 11 am coffee
Albion Gassing
parody, prophesy
Zoned by exasperation,
they wanted incineration
at Redditch, Leicester and Barking
to end their carping and wailing,
never having a hypocaust
in their history, to exhaust,
or had, with much hysteria
in their script, no lingua franca
or Times New Roman font to give
order, and wine garlic to sieve
beneath the Fresco of a Nymph
or two, one procured by a pimp
to the play of a flute, keening
to a sunlit Villa ceiling.
They ? dread alienos, their stem,
a differing pew of solemn,
all roused by Jerusalem
before moving unto a Hymn.
Who offer no supplication,
thriving for multiplication ?
January 30th/31st
Extrapolating Galore
We, enduring suffocation
like their women in frustration,
unable to get to The Gym
and chant the treadmill Choric hymn.
Could they succumb to laughing gas ?
or, attend The Tridentine Mass.
Never, the jolly hockey-stick
in a buxom vest, and lipstick
reddening with growing pleasure
living free a life of leisure.
And for you Pope, out in Windsor ?
Loving, they are never so sure.
They cannot be allowed to win,
ignoring original sin,
the triumph of Botticelli
on the back of a Medici
and the grand Villa secular.
January 30th
Saying Nothing
for Michael Goldfarb
Silenzio is to approve
rather than seek to understand
the Holocaust, which, not alone
had antecedents ; Pogroms
galore in Russia, Ukraine.
Scary, though, the efficiency
for which The Teuton is lauded.
Silenzio : a cover-up
or, a being mute cowardly ;
Ukraine, to an equal scale
under the monster Stalin.
Who was it : Hitler, or Himmler ?
The murder of Villa culture
left the graceful to the vulture.
Those taken away in the night
3 pm January 30th
The General Public
There can hardly be such a thing
with those kneeling toward Mecca
not citizens of Westminster,
nor with any public feeling
for The Greater Good, for their core
anger is of a foreign shore
and perpetually unwelcome :
The Empty Quarter, their chrome.
In referring to general
a fogging of the rational.
If back in a 1940,
the enemy within Nazi.
*
Every Muslim, a sinner
unable to find a winner.
We look forward to their Ballet ;
at The Opera, leur Projet.
Lacking, with no Mona Lisa
subliminal of her simper.
January 30th/ Feb 3rd
Solo Deo Salus
my family motto
All belief is extremism
unless you believe in nothing,
to ignore the crucial schism
mediocrity adoring,
rather than The Holy City
and The Nicene Creed in Latin,
the underpinning of London
and the Cantor-sung discipline.
God came to give The Trinity.
God can give you infinity,
God can gather you with pity.
Et credo in unum Deum
et Patrem omnipotentem
Epiphany Divine
The extraordinary wings
of the dove, if sunlit below
capture the soul pour le moment
lifting one into a rapture
and heavenly inspiration
of admiring God in beauty.
Adam and Eve got fresh fruity.
January 29th
Mongol Threat
From The Urals, to gaunt Bordeaux
glaring in The Vichy Hollow :
was Old Spain saved by Gibraltar ?
and the chanting at the Altar.
*
I had written of The Staring
Horde, before Ukraine, there waiting.
They wanted the girl in the corn,
The Red Army blowing the horn.
*
The British Empire, de facto
kept Franco from Stalin Moscow.
Did sexual dementia
rule, in Lenin-ravaged Prussia ?
A mistake, The Finland Station
meant for Junker salvation...
those who reap the whirlwind
Stanza 1 Jan 30th/ the rest impromptu February 5th
ref lines 5/6, my much lauded text was first published
in Breakfast For Caliban (The Rockingham Press 1996)
finis - 2 to form a new top bar portfolio
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