WARNING This Portfolio contains texts
September Redacted. RED FLAGGED !
Redacted Texts Introit
Here, reality intrusion
meditating in sundial zen.
Or, creating a fresh fiction
escaping a world of friction
and, importantly, tick action.
Here, there is no Crucifixion.
We cannot live with distraction.
9 am September 22nd
Expel To Belgium !
Half of a country, purified
better than one groggy, half-dead :
the land of electoral fraud.
Screen my work ! The BBC failed.
Build a Giant Hold for Europe,
screening to deter fatal hope.
Merkel polluted Germany
betraying Christianity.
Per Treason, the BBC guilty.
Force majeure can factor the trippy.
I grieve, lacking incantation
seeing our obliteration.
7 AM News Radio 3 Speaking
Slack-jawed, mouthy, self-indulgent,
poor discipline, not eloquent,
emergent from the left-wing fog
lost delusional as a dog.
What, looking for the exultant ?
They do not have a celebrant.
Why do they all sound deviant,
after a dose of repellent.
September 10th
Citizenship Testing
(Grays, Camden Council)
You have to sing before Panel
by joining in, Jerusalem
then Onward Christian Soldiers !
and then recite The Nicene Creed
preferably in slow Latin.
There is a crib in Barking.
The litmus test : 1940
and the standards of that country.
No mutiny on The Bounty !
Or, go, face repatriation
or, for more time, Theology.
Never attempt to just flannel.
Couplet question : what do we do
about The Quaker, and the Hindu.
Failed Coup
speaking of what but a few knew.
We blame MI5. Smug Harold
Wilson, Traitor, should have been shot.
Likewise KGB Red Rob,
stopper of making an auto.
With no language, in a dark wood
most, now, stagger around dodo,
unable to target what-not.
In fact, live behind the head-phone
or witter on their mobile phone.
Were The Army out on the street,
they would leap to transmit a tweet.
Again, I am caught out. No shout
would be heard, calling for a rout.
September 14th/23rd
At The Lake (Again)
What heat, and sensuality :
the shoulders bare girl, brown arms,
a part vest banish the dead-eyed
in a breeze nearly Aegean.
Seagulls circle the pedalo ;
late in September, no siren.
Had observed, in Woodhenge Tree Ring
to the north, by The Drovers' Track,
from Celt, Druid, to the Saxon,
post-Roman love in Middlesex.
We note white Hanover Terrace
after crossing Hanover Gate.
What is there to add ? Such pleasure
to parallel, beyond measure.
Nividia, AI
Does it pay 5 per cent Divi. ?
If never, life-style trivi
the shareholders in penury
ever watching the sunlit bee.
Sundial Zen Rule
Some people, too stupid to rule !
In an hour, could do it all
beyond reading The Dunciad
again, checking the myriad
near the time shadow on the wall
to fewer jokes catching the fool.
The perfectly useless voter
does not warrant expenditure
which sounds fine for the next chapter.
We certainly need enclosure
to ice-box whisky and soda,
as an electioneering tool.
Will this ever be taught in school ?
as a harbour against misrule.
Prince Failure
He did not arrest Diana
for playing with Muslim Doda.
Was simpering, despicable
and worth a public Funeral.
Of course : facts after an event
easier to find in The Tent.
One had every sympathy
despite going to jamboree
Home Guard (1940) Rule
Our job : to repel invaders.
All the non-pharma Muslims,
and all the unemployed Negroes
(apart from registered Church goers)
will be expelled from The Borough.
All vehicles of the above seized
by Police Patrol, and destroyed.
Rhyl Primary, and Haverstock
Hill School made Grammar for the white
and British Anglo-Indians.
Any births require State permission ;
all Build, to stark regulation.
For carpet-bombing, RAF
Camden Goods Yard, dread Verdica.
The Deniers
The deniers of life, drapey
must be denied their misery
at the expense of green others
from intimidating mothers.
Sad, figuratively amble
after the raging preamble.
Their way : profoundly insulting,
even without any marching.
They are in need of life guidance :
le douceur de la vie, de France.
We all remember poor Amy
Winehouse, and her being raunchy.
My couple-teering, gone on strike.
None of them can ride an E-bike.
Redacted Quatrain
Why do they bother to exist ?
Do not really know how to subsist.
Our only hope is to resist
and laugh at them doing the twist.
Putinesque
You offer no alternative
as, free, you have nothing to give.
Generally, people want to live
in London, Paris and Kyiv.
Survivor Issue
If you are unable to read,
the heart can do nothing but bleed.
The Video game, all they need
and an alternative to speed.
Site Question
Is there peace in a hermetic
sun, away from the frenetic
and people venturing manic.
On the Radio, mere static.
The Bower House
In The Drawing Room, they joke jam
at The Works built in Dagenham.
Once, an outdoor larder for ham,
a strawberry garden for jam.
For Anthony Seldon
The booming problem is England
that is not England, rendering
useless prior comparator
of Leadership.
Their heads in the sand,
The Government of endless faking
with a Debt fudging Chancellor.
Too many cooks bodge the baking.
September 21st/28th
No, To A Coup
The Oafy Party, failing to charge
those in The Hospital garage
stomp, adding to The Debt damage.
They, the making of N. Farage,
installing a Balloon Barrage
for angry citizens, at large.
PLO Stormer
No : never a moral duty
to validate Islam (Saudi)
granting terror a victory
like a hijack atrocity.
Do you remember Lockerbie ?
There is zero European
about the State of Palestine.
They, brute, condemn The Marian.
September 21st
International Diktat
Oh, monster men of Palestine,
bow down to The Virgin Mary
or quiver for execution.
France, bare Canada, how dare you ?
You have become a betrayer.
They need to drink Israeli wine.
dicta 7.15 am September 23rd
Runway Insanity
How do idiots, caught flying
aid the economy growing,
the posterior fattening
and frightened cattle bellowing.
Of course, sparkly airport drinking
near the Departure Lounge filling
prelude the stewardess trilling
louder, ex. The Holiday Inn
her every need catered for
with some danger briefing her raw.
Here, I must stop imagining
anything at all, her grilling
into, and beyond pollution
from high-flying aviation.
Runway Inanity
So pampered, fasten your seat-belt
pre climbing over dead Green belt !
To trumpet money squandering
daft, at more runway, though hinging.
Better to teach the country English
and still taste Gentleman's Relish !
Screeching get more growth, a fetish
not unlike wanting tills ringing.
Will a 'plane dive into rubbish
to the sound of drunken singing.
September 23rd/ October 1st
September 23rd for City AM front page
2 Cap Child Benefit
Stop the bastards breeding, you fools !
Where, indeed, are the proper Schools ?
Home Guard will list it whites, by rules.
We, the vital majority
who do have the temerity
to order living by the rules.
Sept. 25th for The British Cabinet
Tom Fool Cabinet
You are convicted of Treason
hereby, by order of the Home Guard
Judiciary, for unreason
in doling the lazy reward,
to falling funding revenue
for a constantly growing queue,
apart from extra borrowing.
To cut costs, you have done nothing.
You, now, are all under arrest
not least for spreading a pest.
Your time enjoying some prison,
at a Home Army Garrison.
The King is titular head,
keeping everyone bed spread.
Alternate End Couplet Oct 1st
From juicing, with all life palmy
in prison you will go balmy.
Compound Growth Rate
The road to final damnation
carried through multiplication.
There be no explanation.
Lyrical young love, a station.
What is driving insemination,
subject to examination.
In History
has there been a big ship sinking,
from on-board rats over-breeding
as the crew spend their time drinking
unable to do more thinking.
They did not want to go swimming,
sat happy to go on bingeing
and wallow expert at whingeing
as the ship carried on sinking.
Who had run in time, deflating
life rafts and rings for the rating.
Oh ! I forgot The Orchestra,
left playing vodka and Mahler
notably far histrionic,
fine for a drowning hysteric.
Sept. 26th cf my 'Rats' (of 70's)
last quatrain screen October 3rd
Before Battle
They do prattle with a rattle
say the last of tittle-tattle.
It sounds wrong : going to raffle
and having to hear such waffle.
The Soul Of The Nation
What do you know of it, Starmer ?
You, sir, a futile traitor
and none of yours wear a blazer.
As did Big Wing, with a razor.
September 26th/27th
From Hull To Hell
The Whitsun Weddings : a montage
into the Kafkaesque, umbrage
and the wan sex will take an age.
They all carry too much baggage,
with no idea how to rummage.
Will there be pleasure, to salvage
the lyrical from war damage
by those just trying to manage.
Could they think of the larking Stanza
as some kind of a bonanza ?
Pass The Gravy, Please
The one subject : Revolution !
and how to reclaim Albion
from the savage, the inbred
at the Dining Room oak table,
who have the economy bled
dry. Is it too late to signal ?
Revolting, they are so well fed.
Crowding, a future is dismal.
September 28th
Miscreants (Double) for The UN
Statehood, must be denied, without
Christ Mary around and about.
Where is she, on The Gaza strip ?
Their story, nothing but a blip.
When ravers partied to flip
and strip, they did more than shout.
Bulkhead Philistine
Why the hatred of the young, bare
body beautiful, she just there ?
Is it they were too fat to dare
and her midriff, perfectly sheer.
Frustra, at first they could but leer
then began the murdering stare
to stop a future love affair.
Did they fuck poor boys, in the rear.
After Francois Villon
Swinburne imitating Villon
Victorian surprising. Madge,
fat, parodic of stern marriage
et la chastete' pur iron.
Treasure Of Egypt
I missed Tutankhamen, British
Museum. Seen Sphere, staggering
archetypal, golden power
and, yes, they revered the solar.
King figure, abstract, with relish
tall upon a page, still, walking.
photography William Macquitty (1972)
September 30th/ October 3rd
In Jeddah Sad
Future Saudi Arabia :
a land of virgin Maria
in a way, and her Infanta
as in a fresco in Mecca
and for the Christian, shelter.
It all began before welter
and the hot Hajj helter-skelter.
Saudi men crave a tight virgin
except, of course, after they win
then have to take it on the chin
or be honoured, when not so thin.
Getting green, to be the future !
staying dry on bleak wind-power.
October 1st. October 8th follow on :
Or, Sore Couplet Ending
Young women take alka-seltzer
behaving well, in the shower.
Horny Young Buck
Tail-gates, to the UAE,
for Russian hospitality
late Friday, no frigidity.
Firstly, a Hotel bar whisky.
No competition to book her,
that is, the smart Uzbek hooker.
Leaderland (Impromptu)
For the refugee, sympathy
for terror, but hypocrisy
in his reeking speech, the hallmark
being classist, and racist, dark
rule judging by the all-brown school,
evident in Camden Town Hall.
They spend their days having a ball,
aiming high for diversity,
eliminating white footfall.
The Left-Wing Poison Brigade
To defend your homeland : racist !
Well, the machine-gun does exist.
We have every right to resist
rather than wither in a tryst.
They seem to do more than subsist.
Rome falling, came out of the mist.
October 1st/October 8th
After The Award after Yeats
She, bold, glowing, sure, triumphant.
Afterwards, the little worm, man :
her lover could not last the span.
Fearful, he lay an also-ran ;
could not foray her beauty, tan.
From catwalk glory, to limp rant.
How could stairway heaven equal
his thrusting to make her tremble.
Was he better than a thimble ?
Getting him in, too much trouble.
October 5th/ October 8th or, trying
The Ruin Of Johannesburg
Caused by ANC, a black clown ;
must return to white rule, The Crown.
Mandela wrote : it all went down.
Ralph, considering, wore a frown.
There is too much tumbledown.
Jonathan Dimbleby
Who do you think you are, to pan
Reform ? The leftist BBC
tilting, poisoned all Albion ;
you are to blame for the ruin.
Needing reform, the whole country
with a return of discipline.
Mimicry Of Dimbleby
Under Home Guard (1940)
most people, just fit for the bin,
hungry, with nothing worth wearing...
He, faker of security
being cosy avuncular.
Rugger Song for the BBC
The cowardly Prime Minister
has to hide behind the Nigger...
He, electoral fraudster.
Core Albion for SHAEF
Under Thatcher, was Albion.
( Terminal Starmer must resign,
along with blood-sucking Khan )
The British Army of The Rhine...
5 per cent of GDP, the sign.
Welfare State Communautaire
Once, The Local Co-Operative
kept alms, from those able to give,
enough to be superlative.
The State is bankrupt : go native !
More funds : a local income tax
and monitoring the lax.
October 5th et al finis
Fast Forward
The greater danger, the Mutants
overfat, or too large for doors
ramping to have their own vast cars
and overbearing in the bars,
contending against any flaws.
They cannot navigate narrows.
Amy Winehouse (2)
She got searingly intimate
into each song, baring herself
part naked.
You go on a date
listening to her, on the shelf.
Later, her trouble the down-time
and rarely getting things to chime.
October 6th
For Dimbleby (2)
Left-wing thinking stops all thinking.
The way forward is the way back :
how dare you attack ! Castrating
required, for men in a sack.
The 'standards' year : 1940,
war English for the BBC.
Momento Rare
Sunlight on grass, St. Saviour
( I may have written this before )
in mid-afternoon, after prayer :
you think the time a forever.
Prior traffic noise, I store awe,
hear a siren ; not so sure.
October 7th
Overdev. Rev Sonnet
Crowding out a kingdom of grace,
into panic in the rat-race
crunched to rabid Data Center
using up any spare power,
deaf to Radio Maria.
Minds a perpetual jitter,
all they want to see is Swift face
and, naked, the Influencer
on a beach somewhere.
With no trace
of them, people live in terror
with nowhere to turn to, beauty
of body the be and-end-all
which is in a dim Data Hall
before a power cut, the pall.
Joke Finale
Elegy in a Country Church-
yard, no, but in a grand Data Hall
with your memory in the lurch,
a dead Obituary trawl.
Data, data, we be data
and I could never date her.
Though we did get to share rapture
to art common ground, to capture.
Character in Star Trek : Data,
expert in teleportation,
looking still to found a nation
by landing The Giant Freighter.
Photo Eulogy
Cold aisle configuration
with server rack fronts, on cold air
by way of an illustration.
( They began during a world war.)
The King At Dawn
The Pater Noster, pre toothpaste
after stifling a royal yawn.
The morning would not flip in haste,
yearning for dear Thuringia
likened to rich Bavaria.
I smelt a wafting of garlic
from a near Indian picnic.
Nothing they stir will slip to waste.
Will The King go out to nit-pick
or, per Fragonard, to frolic ?
Point Of No Return
Voyaging, voyaging in vain
after they were out of cocaine
to but a heavenly refrain,
the stars canting to dope their strain.
Even dreamt, it will never rain
and not one dry animal slain.
Out of text, certified insane !
lost learning Galaxy Latin.
October 10th Photo Eulogy 11th finis
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Coda Three Sonnets + The Confiteor +
The March Back To Gaza
In sunlight, the hordes Biblical
to a point, march as a rabble
on foot, streaming incoherent
north to Gaza City, sunburnt
and we know they are jabbering
away, in Palestinian
Arabic. Where, the discipline,
and how, the blocks to underpin.
They all need Latin, the Roman
and to keep order, a Legion.
A fox has better deportment :
mouth English, to be eloquent.
Not for nothing the Philistine !
vividly stepping out of line.
October 11th or, wantonly
AI, Gloria Interrogate
AI can equal the human
by taking Holy Communion,
after a Papal conversion.
Of course, the Singularity
has to imbibe The Trinity.
A question for the AI Feed :
have you rendered The Nicene Creed.
Or : if that an unfair question,
do you prefer The Pantheon.
AI ! You have just read line nine.
Does the number give you a spine ;
at 33, he felt just fine.
Past line 12 : what of the disciple,
and can you ride a bicycle.
Oct. 12th - for GCHQ Interrogators
Tabula Mentis
Is sunzen, edge of consciousness
or a refining to, thereof.
If AI, nobody to bless.
What to rhyme with of. Molotov !
It is very cold underneath
without a system of belief.
Will AI, rampaging, confess !
AI, zoned, in sundial zen
not a matter of if, but when :
pan human, mutant, a fan of.
AI could shell in a Server
Farm, in far Iceland, riot there,
aim to understand the Geyser,
unable to fathom, lit bare.
October 13th - then unto Horace
Ex. Carminum Liber Primus
The Odes B.C. 23 XXIX
Icci beatis nunc Arabum invides
gazis, et acrem militiam paras..
Carpe diem, Q. Horati.
Horace nunc, magna quam AI.
Was anything felt in dry Saudi.
coda by CT October 15th pm
The Confiteor or, I Confess
How can Society function
without any concept of sin,
knowing what to put in the bin
just living to open a tin.
Very many need to get thin.
Once denoted The Seven Deadly
with warning, for Hell get ready.
The new blight : liposuction.
( Blown, to deter an erection
or to intimate affection. )
October 14th or, vanquish
Supreme Fiction
Fear of being an elitist
a posing of the defeatist.
The rainbow and returning dove
a sure sign of heavenly love.
Only with orderly language
can you hope to repair damage.
( All that screamy hysteria
has to be put down in Gaza.)
In End-garden Forest
Reason but I am here, thank God
though the mangy on street, in Hell.
On their death, I rather not dwell.
Deo Gratias, on my rod.
October 15th not the last but one
Required For Gaza
for Tony Blair (Pres. elect)
Mandate lessons in deportment ;
The British Grammar School, a port
to proper English and Latin :
pro Mary, the recitation
daily. Gratia plena,
Ave Maria after Bruckner.
As, in The Borough of Camden
for the grim savages in town.
Prison for Jeremy Corbyn
to stay penitent for women,
caught terrified of fast vermin.
There, bombing re. Supernova,
revenge to celebrate women.
The Conundrum for Liz
Girl has an amazing aura
but, what, indeed to do with her
unlit, ravishing no longer
and fearing fierce penetration
with her beauty, oblivion.
Elle, trop fantastique, adorer.
*
Do they strip on The Gaza Strip
and does the carnal make them flip.
Or slip or trip on prayer blip
There is heap rubble for the skip.
*
Only four more lines to go : mais,
je suis fatigant et attends
pour Mai, les nouvelles liasons
et j'espere pour un autre paix.
Octobre 16 Liz en France...
The Evil Men
They think they are above it all
with anybody in their thrall
to an all-invading power
until they enter the fire
never to hear Hallelujah,
and the salvation triumphal.
Who will wander in The Tower
unable now to conspire.
Censored Sonnet
My blocking to fine paper
can incite further endeavour.
Success per can begat failure.
Dire, for France, a barrier
as if during a time of war
and for the artist, disaster.
One rages at the brain-washing
Establishment, so bankrupting.
All they do is carry on lying
as they dump money on spying
and funk, terrified of thinking.
The Bond market will turn, blinking.
Some must travel incognito
with lead, to a secret pillow.
October 17th for passport, phone
Sequel Demand
For redeeming Gaza further,
we hope they bow down to Mary.
A fresco from Byzantium
could be more than a divine hum.
I know not for Jerusalem.
On The Euphrosyne
The Voyage Out by Virginia
Woolf (1915). Intricate
gentry converse on board, sailing
for South America. Her Rachel
Vinrace, young was an unlicked girl
from a quiet, leafy Richmond.
Their world, entirely gone
lost in The Basil Street Hotel.
listening to a mad parrot
Cry Freedom !
Early Brittany, Aquitaine
once were part of Albion :
should need no Visa, for the Train
and travel pur, with discretion.
Brexit led to savagery,
citizenry of idiocy.
'Proper people' must travel 'free'
and not least, into Normandy.
Animal Farm (2)
The dead Camden bestiary
gave votes for a corrupt Party
in their stinking vote-buying spree.
Honk animals shriek : victory !
October 18th
On Malden Road (3)
5 pm Sunday, street fighting
caused by wrong colour sighting,
the derelict running amok
and no seagulls begin to flock.
Fighting spreading to a passage,
I made to avoid the savage.
It was beginning to rain hard,
saw a fist hit a shout to yard.
On Monday, a dark grey storm cloud
over the battled Malden Road.
Survey For PM
Judging by a recipient
weight wedged in the 46 bus,
you need to cut the benefit
without their kicking up a fuss.
Route, the bus, cannot get bigger.
Soon, she will get the cold shoulder.
The Welfare State lay for the thinner
and those who fought for dinner,
in order to bring down Hitler
being endlessly valiant.
October 19th
Data Centre Orgy
Data capture will not capture
the soul, for programmer rapture
and a glutinous encoder
with no cumulus in the hall.
Minus any power, they stall.
Gold with outperform dud crypto
but nothing is sought out solo,
per world driven by the know-all
until they play water polo.
And when will we cross the border
Summer Still
Ever walking to Coalhouse Point,
a thin beach and tall Radar Fort
past cove, bluff, timber derelict.
Social Housing
Pointless keeping them alive
only watch TV, never thrive
Maybe they all know how to jive !
Chamber Of Horrors
Rabble lives in media babble
even at the dining room table.
From bad movement, to disable
Those In Glasshouses
Is a failing of Comportment
as bad as paid sex deportment.
One is treason, the other not.
October 21st
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Such seismic shocking Financial data
for Government appeared in City AM this
morning, I had no choice except to change
tack. It was said 'the unthinkable' could be
on the horizon. My take on the drama has
to be Handheld accessible, so see new Pf.
on top left titled October Coup - for now.
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