Monday, 29 April 2013

In Lipogram Land

Vowl was unusually fraught
So Gadsby said “Both of us ought
To stop this Oulipian fad,
It's driving us thoroughly mad”,
To which Vowl said, “Why d'you think that?
Indigo platypus drowning a cat”.


Friday, 26 April 2013

Beyond the call of duty

What is “beyond the call of duty”?

I imagine clean air, hard stone and silence,
A climbing path that never ends
And the will to take it.


Tuesday, 16 April 2013

The Gold Clock

“Well, George,” announced the young man
“I'd like to take this opportunity to say”
And then he said. And George listened
To talk of duty, thanks, token of recognition
“for twenty-five years' loyal-”
What? Twenty-five? It was forty-four!
Would have been forty-eight if it wasn't for the war.
George looked up, but his tightening throat
Censored protestation.
Someone else intervened,
The young man apologised and explained
How he had got his retirees mixed up
And George saw what had happened,
Saw everything that had ever happened,
And reassured the young man
That it can happen to anyone.