Adverse Camber

Lyn Funnell

Description

A varied selection of poems, mainly humurous, some serious, but they all rhyme!

Sujets

• Poetry

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 27 avril 2012
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781781661994
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Title Page
ADVERSE CAMBER
A Collection of my Poems
By
Lyn Funnell



Dedication
This anthology is dedicated to my lovely friend Julie.
Great fun
Great talent
Greatly missed.
Died 16/3/11.



Perigee Moon
In the garden there’s a bluebell,
Token to a friend I knew.
While she was living it lay dormant.
The day she died it strangely grew.
A surreal day that started normal,
But Full Moon at its Perigee
Strongly tugging human heartstrings
Pulled her from friends and family.
Bright Dominatrix in the dark sky
Has far more powers than we know.
Manipulating magnetism
Forces the seas to ebb and flow.
Don’t ever say, ‘I’m really busy,
But we must get together soon.’
Time moves so fast and life is fragile.
Beware of the Perigee Moon!



Yellow Dinosaurs
I can’t go out.
The street’s full of yellow dinosaurs.
Flippety-flump, parading past,
Tails beating a tattoo
On the tarmac.
Tyrannosaurus Rex is first;
Angry Mr T.
Head down, teeth clenched,
Like a commuter in a crowd;
Hurrying to the holocaust.
With a gasp, I step back.
He mustn’t see me!
Lumbering along comes the dozy diplodocus.
What a jokeus!
Vacant expression in tiny eyes.
He’s a millennium short of an era.
You have to be smart
To survive in this world.
He’s definitely doomed!
An iguanadon appears, arms sparring in front:
A Mesozoic heavyweight,
Dancing to defeat.
Behind is a brontosaurus;
His absolutely enormous body vibrates my house.
I can’t believe that such a gargantuan beast
Could live. And he couldn’t.
Here comes a stegosaurus
With bared teeth and long claw-us;
A child’s drawing on legs.
Bony plates form a thermostatic arch
Like the shuttle re-entering Earth’s atmosphere. But all in vain.
They couldn’t save him from destruction.
Eusthenopteron, Ouranosaurus,
Triceratops and Dimetrodon.
The enormous army marches on
Instinctively, to extinction
While overhead, with sardonic screams
Pterodactyls dip and soar
Like Kamikazi pilots.
And then - they’re gone. The silence shouts at me.
Hesitantly, I emerge. Was it a dream?
Oh, no. I see the cracks and clawmarks in the road.
And then with relief I hear
The angry blasting horns and snappy revs
Of engines. And I taste again
The CO2 cocktail of the civilised world.



Decorated Trees
The lazy willow awakens - a wondrous sight
Transformed by the decorators of the night;
Each drooping branch festooned with baubles of dew,
And Arachne’s nocturnal knitting displayed on view.
A Christmas tree, ripped untimely from the ground;
Bedecked with last year’s tinsel all around.
Christ is born! But His trees die everywhere,
Releasing their pining needles in despair.
A young tree stands sadly in a shopping mall,
A naked target, exposed to one and all.
Aids-riddled needles pierce its dying breast
While condoms and crisp packets spruce the rest.



Homonym
Turned down for a loan, alone I stayed,
Staid and upright, upset and afraid.
I’d been to a wake. Awake I lay,
Unable to sleep, awaiting the day.
Out in the dark night I saw a dark knight;
A towering chess-piece in the liquid moonlight.
‘Peace,’ he sighed, and I espied
His side was pierced; it ran with wine.
I heard him whine, ‘Oh this pain of mine!’
I peered through the pane, pressing the glass
With my nose. Who knows if what I see
Is real - or only real to me?
The sea rolls to the shore - or does it? Am I sure
That I am really here, or what I hear is right?
As I write in my usual site can I trust my sight,
Or is it all just a Giant Cobbler’s Awl?



Mistake Ladder
Start on the 1 st step of the ladder!
Time
Through
Travelling
Back
Fighting
Slipping
Gripping
You climb.
By rung
Rung
Of life.
Ladder
Up the
Are steps
Mistakes



Oh, By The Way...
Dear Mum and Dad, at last I’ve foun