for PATTAYA TRADER 165 (A)

AN-OVERALL-VIEW?
I found myself in London
and over in Paris too.
I found myself in Amsterdam,
now I've found myself with you.
From the heart of the cities
into the heart of you,
who are my neon-lights
and my Pattaya City view?

DAMING-A-TYRANNY'S-TOIL
The right to work
and not to play,
the Slave States find,
for which "Do as I say"
is the despots' order
of the life-long day.

WORN DOWN !
I met a bar-girl
I found rather young
yet round my neck
both her arms clung.

I took her back
to my Pattaya hotel
where South-Eastern stars
cast down their spell.

Turned out a Siren
the young Thai-lady
and I the Old Man
of the Sea !

YES-TO-THE-LITTLE-BAR-
LADIES-THIS-HERE-TOAST
It is upon the wind
some smell fortune, money;
as does the worker-bee
smell nectar, future honey.
And led by the wind
a good many Thai-girls' noses
to busy about in city-bars.
Here's to the wild dark-red roses !

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (H)

S & M ?
To try love an enemy
who tries to love you not,
where can it land you,
unless masochism's your lot?!

CLOUD-CUCKOO-LAND-DUO
Do think me nutty
and fruity too.
We will bed together girl
and sing "Cuckoo !"

THE-BONEHEAD-BENITO'S-
BARK
Benito, Benito,
small-dog, big-bark,
much-like Mussolini
damn-fascist-patriarch.

Benito, Benito,
you sure tiny pup,
you'll be no bigger
when you have grown-up !

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (G)

MEAT AND VEG
Hitler was vegetarian.
He didn't drink.
You are what you eat?
It makes you think.

Stalin ate meat,
drank wine it is said.
Meat and wine,
bet both were 'red' !

BEAUTY-GOES-BY-
SO-QUICKLY-GIRL
Such beauty as yours
can take you very-far,
and take you quick,
like a shooting star.

But like a shooting star
will fade fast from view,
so it is, lovely girl,
goes beauty very-fast too.

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (F)

SECOND-SIGHTED-THEN-WAS-I
It was love at first psych.
I saw your mind
and read your thoughts
as if outside of time.
It was love at first psych,
or so I had thought.
I saw your mind;
the unkind heart latterly-caught.

UNSTRAPPED-AND-UNDRESSED
Straps slip from each shoulder.
My arms ache to enfold her.
I want to always hold her.
Her dress slips to the floor.

The shiny moon behind her,
her beauty is a blinder.
I'll take her as I find her,
by the window beside the door.

A-BEDROOM-BALLERINA-
MINE-BE
Be my ballerina,
be my lady swan;
the bedroom your arena,
the bedroom your pond.
Yes be my ballerina,
be my lady swan.
Spread your wings, soar me higher
into, girl, a blue beyond.

A-SAVAGE-VERSE-POEM-
SATIRIST-PAIR
Now there was Swift
with his literary gift.
There was Pope as well
who was greatly-satirical.
One named after a bird,
one after a bishop-of-Rome.
Versifiers-of-the-savage-word.
Deviling-clergyman and hunched-gnome !

(The swift was known as a deviling)

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (E)

SO-DEAR-GIRL'S-GOLD-LIE
You wouldn't look me in the eye
as if, girl, you were much too shy.
Your shiny windows to the soul
were tuned from me, now I know
your soul you didn't wish to bare
to one whose so insightful stare
could only a gilded lie detect.
Your eyes with mine did not connect.

THE SEX-PARTY GIRLS
The girls held a party -
there were no boys -
with a catalogue lady
selling sexy clothes, toys,
Ken Dodd tickling-sticks,
bondage paraphernalia,
all the stuff with which
a good-girl's not familiar.
Naughty girls, naughty girls,
looking for a spanked bott.
My guess, they'll get one.
Wow, what a kinky lot !

'E' FOLLOWS 'I' ?
'I' before 'E'
except after 'C'.
Y'know, that sounds
really wEIrd to me !

(CORRECTION: I should have thief and thieves in TRUTH-AND-HONESTY )

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (D)

TRUTH-AND-HONESTY
Not even a liar likes a liar,
still a world of lies spins on.
If it takes a theif to catch a theif
then we all are in the damn-wrong.
The latter I do not believe,
it's a world of lies calls us all theives.

THE WORDY-WORLD-OF-
MY-VERSE-MUSE
To win your hand
would have been to bruise
a time of knowing
when to lose.
Lovers now gone
showed their jealousy
just over how much
she has meant to me,
that otherworldly-Muse...
the Muse of Poetry.

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (C)

IT'S-THE-DEVOURING-DEMONISH-
MORTICIA-MINE-VERSE-OH-YES !
The girl looked to me
like an Ozzy Osbourne groupie,
or Gomez's bit-of-stuff
in The Addams Family
(or Lili in The Munsters,
those diabolical-funsters).
Damn delicious, aahhhh,
was my devilish-Morticia !

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (B)

CLIMBING-SPIRITS-WE-WELL-MET-
KINDRED-PAIR
Two spirits on an upward climb.
Your arms around me, around you mine.
On our meeting lips the heavenly wine
trickling from the goblet of some divine;
from the goblet of some god or goddess
astride a winged-white-horse in harness,
or in a chariot by eagles drawn
across the sky of a crimson dawn.
Ah yes two spirits on the up,
heady on the wine from a divinity's cup !

LINES-FOR-SIAMESE-
LADYFRIEND-LEE
Ah my dear Lee,
on the darksome sea
a tiny candled boat
we there set afloat
for Water-Lady.

Ah my dear Lee,
may Lady-of-the-sea,
lake, river. spring,
here in the darkling
bless the memory.

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (A)

TREASURE CHEST
The bathing-suited are on the beach
and the bikini'd-girl looks a peach.
Sand 'tween my toes, gone unshoed,
by she and the sun I'm barbecued.
Treasure tumble into my arms,
lay your head on my chest 'neath the palms !

A BURLESQUE BEAUTY
The Beauty at the Burlesque
sure tickled with her fancy-feathers
many a bachelor's heart
and wedded-man's, under-the-weather;
for she was the kind of a bird
with whom to fly above the world.

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (F)

PORT-PATTAYA-SEA-LIFE
I was just sailing solo.
The girl wore naught but a halo
that soon would turn to horns.
She was a siren to be
for this sailor on a sea
of many ports and many storms.
Find she was my undoing,
the virgin-girl was my ruin.
The young-lover sank ageing me !

SHARK-WORLD
Tell sons, warn daughters,
we share deadly-waters.
Sharks are out for the kill,
sinking-baht-and-dollar-bill.
Rising, find, the slaughter.

THE HUMANE?
Foxes in London's suburbs,
monkeys in Phetchaburi.
Forests and jungles fall
to make way for humanity !?

LAUGHING-WITH-AND-NOT-
DAMN-OFTEN-AT-LIFE-YOU-WILL-FIND
When I am rude
it is often in jest.
Just to laugh with life
is surely the very-best.

But not to mock
this life I share
with friends-and-lovers
who've made me swear !

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (E)

UNDER-THE-THUMB-DUO-YES
Playing doctor and nurse
on a surgery couch
that is imaginery,
no cries of "Ouch"
escape from our lips,
under a thumb-pressure analysis?

YES-DEED-SEEDS-
RETURN-TO-YOU
Thought, word and deed
were the actions that would lead
you. See, girl, where they've led.
See the cruel-seeds you've shed.
The flowering of your thoughts indeed
like nightshade have left me dead.
Ah you'll bloom in your spring,
but dark-winter shall be your withering !

YES-THE-GROWN-UP-SCHOOLGIRL'S-
GOT-BLACK-MARKS
She'd been lost among the minions
of the Hellcats at St. Trinian's
or a school like it I am sure.
The girl has found her wicked way
into the adulthood of today;
adulthood of the sexually-mature.
Tigers don't change their stripes;
leopards don't change their spots;
Hellcats don't change their lives,
they're full of evil plans and plots !

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (D)

NOT-HOT-ENOUGH-
FOR-HER-FIND
She doesn't like sex.
I caught her with a book.
She and a female friend
were taking a sneaky-look
at an erotic-page of print,
the next page and the next.
"It's not that hot," she said,
"I don't like sex."

A-COOL-THAI-GIRL-LICKED-
THE-RUDE-ICES-GUY
The icecream man
was a face-to-face lout.
He said "Your knockers
are a big knockout !"

The icecream man
was live and kicking
till the girl kick-boxer
gave him a Thai-licking !

EASY-ACCESS-IS-HER-
HIGHNESS'S-REAR-EXIT
Lady Lowbottom lives
down on Avarice Avenue.
Knock upon her door,
find it is number two.
But on her back-door, if you please.
There sycophants enter with ease !

QUARTERING-A-
CAPITALISTIC-PARTY-CAKE?
A card-carrying communist
was talking about humanity
and asked socialists, rebels, anarchists,
to come together, form a unity,
as if all the four were one?
End capitalism, quarter the United Kingdom?

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (G)

TALL TALES
As small children we
were like giants then,
the whole world was ours,
just a fairy glen.

And down on the beach
by the old smuggler's cave
we ruled the mighty seas
like pirates bold and brave.

But now we have grown
and gone our seperate ways,
real-life bandits and ogres
rule all our days.

We find the world's not ours,
nor yet are the cruel seas,
but who is it will tell
their own small children these?

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (B)

ENGLISH TONGUE
To touch your heart,
for I've a care
to run my fingers
through your hair.

To brush your lips
with my own lips,
to part your lips
and then tongue-kiss.

You say Thai-men
do not kiss so.
Thai-lady my tongue
is English, y'know !

DIAGNOSIS: A DREAMER
The doctors say I've got it bad,
the nurses cry "How sad, how sad,
he's a romantic, that is for sure,
draw the blind, there is no cure."

My head upon the pillow I lie,
of this disease I am bound to die,
don't bring me fruit or the latest news,
let me wallow in my love-struck blues.

"Who was it did this?" people ask,
as the nurse applies the oxygen mask,
and though my life I'll one day lose,
I will forever love the poets' Muse.

for PATTAYA TRADER 163 (A)

WHEN-IT'S-RUDE-TO-SPEAK-
WITH-A-MOUTHFUL-OF-WORDS
You speak now only
because you are afraid
of a silence that is
as quiet as the grave.
No, cosmic contemplation
sure is not - girl - for you,
bound to this noisy-sphere
that is found a human zoo.

MEETING-OF-TWO-VICIOUSLY-
RAKISH-EXTREMES
If Sade had said to Masoch
"You're such a strange bloke.
I'll take up my whip
and give you a stroke,"
might Masoch have replied
"you and I can agree,
but you prefer reluctant women.
Find you will only pleasure me !" ?

for PATTAYA TRADER 162 (H)

THE-NONSENSICAL-OLD-RHYMES?
The power of words
is very-much on show
in the nursery rhymes
we sure came to know
and that stick with us
as the older we grow.
Yes there's power in words
that we can go spew,
and the longevity, perhaps,
of aged nonsense too !

PRETTY-WILY-WEEDS-MIDST-
A-CANNY-SPRINKLING?
Some weeds sport a flower,
yes some weeds sport a bloom,
like a sun in a summer-shower,
hoping the gardener shall give room.

NOT BAD, BUT GOOD?
There's the good,
there's the bad,
the indifferent too.
The positive,
the negative etc,
which of the three are you?