Crosswinds Press
Crosswinds Press was set up to publish my own material and "2020 Vision" is the first publication of the press.
It was written since Covid 19 steamrollered its way into all our lives. Apart from the corona virus and its implications there are three main strands to the subject matter. Several poems pander to my satirical urges when I look at the absurdities which seem self-evident in what we do and value as a culture; others express my concern for the environment and a concomitant love of the natural world and the third strand is a reflection of my philosophical and spiritual views on life. Extracts are available below
ISBN 978-1-5272-7659-8 76 pages
£7.99 including postage
It was written since Covid 19 steamrollered its way into all our lives. Apart from the corona virus and its implications there are three main strands to the subject matter. Several poems pander to my satirical urges when I look at the absurdities which seem self-evident in what we do and value as a culture; others express my concern for the environment and a concomitant love of the natural world and the third strand is a reflection of my philosophical and spiritual views on life. Extracts are available below
ISBN 978-1-5272-7659-8 76 pages
£7.99 including postage
Excerpt from
Streetlife
Emerging from the wall of sound and light
the joy division falter at the door
as they adapt to the cold damp city night
and wonder how to meet the need for more
as chemical mindsets look for action
despite no hope of satisfaction.
And so begins the weekly rut;
the winning stags strut
and losers talk of sluts.
The homeless beggars pack up and scatter,
ambulances attend the comatose,
police remove the bellicose,
and Sally Ann consoles the lives that shattered.
Streetlife
Emerging from the wall of sound and light
the joy division falter at the door
as they adapt to the cold damp city night
and wonder how to meet the need for more
as chemical mindsets look for action
despite no hope of satisfaction.
And so begins the weekly rut;
the winning stags strut
and losers talk of sluts.
The homeless beggars pack up and scatter,
ambulances attend the comatose,
police remove the bellicose,
and Sally Ann consoles the lives that shattered.
Whatsup?
In chatrooms causes come and go
but born of anger, seldom grow .
Does all this on line rumpus
Provide a moral compass?
Beset by conspiracies which none can verify
the tree of knowledge, branches bowed and bent,
is starkly silhouetted against the sky
in a winter of socially competitive discontent.
And still the endless twitter and chatter.
Oh wise, wise man you haven’t a clue?
It is not what’s said that matters –
it’s what you do.
In chatrooms causes come and go
but born of anger, seldom grow .
Does all this on line rumpus
Provide a moral compass?
Beset by conspiracies which none can verify
the tree of knowledge, branches bowed and bent,
is starkly silhouetted against the sky
in a winter of socially competitive discontent.
And still the endless twitter and chatter.
Oh wise, wise man you haven’t a clue?
It is not what’s said that matters –
it’s what you do.