Friday, 13 September 2019

Views in Verse on 'ratbags'


There is nothing like the predictability of a good night out spoiled by some ratbag who appears to have a totally different agenda to all of the rest of us...?

What does he have to say on the subject? Let's find out...


Reflection


The man in the mirror
is toiling away
Working off last night's fun
A self-critique
while purging away
Reflection on the run:

I pump and I grind
cause I have to really
I carry some weight you see
Cause the man in the mirror
He ventures on out
a little too often that's me

As I work through my session
Thoughts comes on thru
A little uncomfortably
I'm the man in the mirror
I'm feeling good but
moving gingerly...

The woman with the hat
Was in my face
Well ...that was plain to see
A friend of a friend
she was so pissed off
...but hey  ...not because of me?

What about Sonia's brother in law
Some people argue
Even when they're wrong you see
He's better off really
for the 'spray' I gave him
 hey ...deservedly

I was with that blond
...say ...why not?
She captured my interest awhile
The 'hat lady' sank as the
Blond headed 'skank'
Waved at me and smiled

The blond wouldn't dance
when offered the chance
Said I'd  indulged 'too willingly'
tried to resolve it
but I couldn't hold it
in speaking ...adequately

More time at the bar
Could only but mar
any chance of a budding romance
By now kind of numb
right down from my bum
Best suited for sitting ..not dance

Then (hey) that fellah
who just kept looking..
Staring provokingly
I broke my rule
Confronted the 'tool'
Sorted it out...well...
gentlemanly?

Sometimes there are things
that are much better
well...left unsaid
 a good shove ...hey?
It works every time
Puts the issue
'straight to bed'

The pain in my shoulder
I can't quite trace though
the bouncers do come to mind
for no good reason
That I can recall
The barman really wasn't that 'kind'

My mates tell me
I could do a little better...
Be more careful with what I drink
But those last few...
'wow'!!!
Kind'a creep right up on you
you just can't ...really...'think'

Anyway...
Better for the workout
Time to text the boys
Sunday's a great day
I always reckon
For making a little noise...
Reservedly though
Yes so reservedly so
I'm a social soul
That's me


Views in verse - Grahame J Flynn

Monday, 9 September 2019

Views in Verse on ‘political correctness’



Time and Space

Political correctness
The enlightenment of our age
A Proustian exercise 
In ritual disdain
As with ‘Christmas in our schools’
We’re judged to be such fools
For calling out 
Such ill-informed refrain

Who are these backroom idealists
Masquerading as realists
Their intentions seem to hide
Their common sense
Our cultures develop
In their own time and space
Without a need 
For cavalier pretense

Notwithstanding…
The norm must not be
Simply a veil, well designed,
To hide the rank exclusive
Moreover a platform
With adequate time and space
To be judged...
‘Authentically’ inclusive

Views in Verse Grahame J Flynn