A Case of Silly String By Steve Rudd

You're looking like fools, magnetise eyes Glassing newfound contacts, mocking chicken thighs Unheard of again, the cheque's on the fire Molesting arrogance ain't cool, and neither are you Sire... DON'T BRING OUT THE VIOLINS - I'M NOT LISTENING. I AREN'T BOTHERED IF YOU THINK I CAN'T SING... I'M NERVOUS AND IT SHOWS. (There isn't a catch when there's no string attached.) These eyes could tell you some stories Are you going? To make me cry again? Putting the planet into perspective, in infinite space Does love still seem important or an ironic waste?

WHERE CAN WE GO WHEN THE CHURCH IS CAKED IN SIN? KILLING IN THE NAME OF A CHRISTENING... WHAT DID YOU HONESTLY THINK THE SNOW WAS GONNA BRING? EXCEPT ANOTHER SPRING, ACCEPTING NOTHING.

Whatever Next By Steve Rudd

Money is the root of all evil, A positive thought that's not shared is a waste. So what if I've got an inferiority complex? Insecurity is so simple to evade. If you give me a dollar I'll trade it for a book, Second hand glances deflect scathing good looks. Consume. Digest. Embezzle. Invest. How do you gauge happiness?

With another trophy family on the mantelpiece... Whatever next? Young man, Whatever next? Copyright © Steve Rudd 2004

Poetry - InSectEyes By M D Tasker
	Blackheaded cockchafers Skittered through dream grass pastures Their stench in the stale bedroom air I inhaled sharply, breaking the surface of my sleep Time unfolding forwards, infuriating already, fast in its creep. Read more...

Poetry - Schoolboy Ethics By Maurice Fairfield
	We're not going to cut and run We'll stay till the job is done We're hard men here in Australia We'll hang tough and never fail ya Socialists and Greenies may Live to fight another day. Read more...

Poetry - Bollywood in Half a Minute By Jane Foster

	Two people meet and fall in love But they can't be together, Because of religion, or caste or something So they go behind a tree Sing a song about it Dance in a cornfield for a bit Read more...

Poetry - Life In The Balance By N. Sheppeck

	A mothers hope a heart that's torn, To see her helpless one and all. Afraid to think of better times, She dwells on dreams that should be hers. A bitterness betrayed by love, She hides her tears from those she loves. Read more...

Poetry - Bridge It, Jones By Jane Foster

	The archetypal Bridget Jones Wants less flesh around her bones To look like all the movie clones, That's our Bridget Jones. And every bar where'er you roam Has turned into a Bridget zone Read more...

Poetry - The Final Kick By Michelle Dee
	The beautiful game it is not. Your team may well be unbeaten, what about the innocent victims who fall prey to vicious attack. Hooligans spoiling for a fight a score to settle before the landlord Read more...

Poetry - How to Lose Friends and Alienate People By Lee Cassanell

	I love you like a daydream Like an opened pack of Rolos, I love you like the summer Like a Jimi Hendrix solo, I love you like the ocean loves and laps at every wave, Read more...

Poetry - 1000 Words By Lee Cassanell

	The Raven came over Hair Down to her Shoulders I asked her for something to Sip She called me pathetic Her Words so prophetic As I pushed the Rum through my Lips Read more...

Poetry - Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner that I am such a c**t. Cockney John vs The professional Yorkshireman By King Rat

	Cockney Cor blimey guv'nor you're not what I expected Tyke: What a whippet, flat cap and the sense of bein' rejected Cockney Faraway from home, the big city's near Tyke: Aye it's grim up there, but its shit darn ere Cockney: Down to the queens arms, up with our knees Read more...

Kids, Poetry - A Scary Night By Ruth Wilson
	Witches and bats, Broomsticks and black cats Gathering together for Halloween. Eerie ghosts scream A trick or treat to be seen As spirits float to every home. Read more...

Poetry - Exhilaration Denied and Bulling Bone China By Steve Rudd
	Long division carries over the little things that add up On late railways across the USA Glue sniffers'll get stuck For words when they're sick Lumps in the throat tend to stick, to fit Read more...

Poetry - My first day at school By Lee Cassanell

	Do you believe in the devil? the black widow said, As she kicked at my friend to make sure she was dead I replied with a glare of disgust and defeat And then closed the scared eyes of the girl at my feet.. Read more...

Poetry - From Kathman to San Fran By Steve Rudd
	From Kathman to San Fran Round the canyon and then some Routine cheques withheld ransom I'm gonna go get 'em.. From the same toilet seat, contracting curry house blues Read more...

Poetry - Silent Past, Little White Lie and In The Shadows By Amy Rout 16
	I saw you lurking in the shadows I thought you were following me I turned around to look But only your silhouette I could see A silhouette means nothing at all Just the figure of a face Read more...