from:- “The Goals of Bingo Boot” by Allan Ahlberg . Even God had a frown on his face And powerful reasons to pray. If I let this in, he told Himself There’ll be the Devil to pay. Now Bingo stepped up with the ball And placed it on the spot Stepped back, breathed deep, ran […]
Late again what do we do? Traffic held up another long queue glance at your watch nerves uptight engine getting hot flashing a red light. Cars moving slowly legs stiff and sore radio blaring loudly vibes hit the floor Clutch up clutch down brakes always used shouting and screaming people being abused. . . . […]
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: The opening lines of John Keats’ “Ode to a Nightingale” Don’t the above words just fill you with foreboding? I’d recently taken […]
