To Bernhard and Anita, Poem in Times New Roman, on Virtual Page, A4, (2008) & People We Can Trust

To Bernhard & Anita

A sonnet sun-sent commences
As marriage vows a keepsake
To the dream you made to make

An apple in an eye in Éire
A fire lit inside a heart
The spark to ignite the start

Of something beautiful;
Immutable to the ends of an Earth
Resplendent with sonne

And the holiness and the magic
Of a love grown into an ocean
First kindled in the
Fair city o’ Dublin.


Poem in Times New Roman, on Virtual Page, A4, (2008)

Biro on cartilage, etchings in bone,
Grooves for rivering blood red depth,
Charcoal on eye, pastel on enamel,
Chalky swallows make sputum retch,
A fine dissertation material.

Stretch flesh canvas and spray urine
And faeces to stain in the vibrancy,
Colours unseen to the naked human,
Unseen to the general public except
In the museum, asylum, penitentiary.


People We Can Trust

Michael Aspel and Ross Kemp are
People we can trust.
On billboards and television,
Magazines and the internet,
Their faces omnipresent,
Their message simple and
Ubiquitous, “We’re the People
You can trust.”

Julie Walters, saving us from
The flames; Alan Hanson feeding
Our kids their greens; Kevin Keegan
Took us ’cross the road in days of auld
And now Suggs is chummy with the
Captain. Like Aspel like Kemp, all
People we can trust. Trust in Rutger Hauer
However, and Peter Kay; no nonsense.