Arold Pinter

'arold Pinter in the winter

doing a solstice dance

Bruised and babbling, fingers dabbling

was a fine romance

'arold Pinter wot a binter

didn't stand a chance

despite his size, a Nobel Prize

and some award in France

'arold Pinter off to hinter

couldn't catch 'is breath

time went by and my oh my

ended at 'is death

'arold Pinter now it's winter

nothin' left but lime

just the bones, the useless groans

such a waste of time

such a waste

oh such a waste

oh such a waste of time

Green Tea World

I live in a magic green tea world

with green tea seas I bathe in

and green tea rivers I float down on

till I reach the great North Green Tea Ocean

and when I'm there I ease my pains

I soothe my stress

and build afresh

and breathe again

the green tea air

of this magical

green tea

green sea

green me world

On a Bad Day

I am deaf

to the music

of your heart

I am blind

to the beauty

of your eyes

I am dumb

to the wisdom

of your speech

Make it poetic

make it poetic they said

no I said

I don't care if it's not poetic

I don't write this stuff

it writes itself

then edit it later, they say

so that it becomes more poetic

what do you mean, edit?

the wind comes, blows stuff around,

then goes.

Sure, you need to tidy up

but you're not tidying the wind

just what was lying around

let someone else tidy up

says the wind

if it's not poetic

it's not poetic

it still is

and that's good enough for me

The Water's Gone

The water's gone

there's none left

how do we survive when the water's gone?

empty cup

we realise too late

the water was priceless

and now it's gone

the only water is tears

when the water's gone

we are all parched

Talking to Myself

Am I just talking to myself?

I said to myself

Am I just talking to myself?

I said to no one else

and then a wee voice whispered

no

no

you are speaking to everyone

who ever lived

but they are hard of hearing

you are speaking to the ghosts

the angels

the demons

you are speaking to God

the one who doesn't exist

who oversees the universe

and all of time

this is who you are speaking to

and although they don't listen

they hear your every word

you are them

and all of them are you

and we are always just

talking to ourselves

and therefore to everyone

all of the time