If you want culture, give it back....

This blog comprises an up-to-date collection of all my bits and bobs - both poems and song lyrics. The selections date back as far as 2005. I hope you enjoy them. And, please, do comment!

Monday, 21 June 2021

Colours

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When you stop caring about the people who care about you then you’re getting purple from crimson anger  and the sadness of blue. When you ca...

Sometimes...

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Sometimes an atheist can inspire a believer to have faith. Sometimes a believer can show a non-believer how to be good. Sometimes a good man...

On Sadness

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Don’t be afraid of sadness:  it is your superpower. It puts days into your seconds; years condense to hours. It turns rain into a prism,  an...

Strength

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Knowledge gives strength to the arm. But what is an arm without a hand? And what is a hand without fingers? And what are fingers if not inst...

everything

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The nothing began to sparkle and the nothing said divinity and the divinity said light. BANG! And the void said infinity. And the infinity s...
Wednesday, 14 October 2020

Poison

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You wake up feeling horny, search for ‘Asian big white cock’ and wank off to that poison You injest that Youtube, Netflix, daytime TV poison...
Monday, 31 August 2020

Wedding Song

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It is de day of my weddin an me fadder, im lookin nervous. An I wonder what it is on im mind. ‘You okay, Papi? You lookin nervous or sumtin....

Drug

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You’d pull up home around 5.30 and my little heart would freeze. I’d hear the car pull up and turn in to park. I’d hear the sound of the tyr...
Thursday, 6 August 2020

Blessings

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Keep it bless, breddah Man’s got dis in the bag Bless the sunshine, bless good weather, Sendin blissins, fam. Ain’t no big ting; Don’t...
Wednesday, 5 August 2020

Witching Hour

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I saw you on the dance floor dancing by yourself, as if you the music was for you only, making love to your body. I took a few sl...
Tuesday, 4 August 2020

Off the Rails

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Keep the wheels greased keep the line clear keep the good fuel in the engine and keep some spare. Don’t burn it too quickly and...
Monday, 3 August 2020

Poor Boy

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Soaking in shame, toking in vain, set in fear like a jelly, inane, convulsive and pallid, sweat dripping and the stench was blame. F...

My Truth

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I’ve always been terrified of people, never knowing who to trust. I’ve always seen the worst in people, and thought in God we rust. ...
Tuesday, 14 July 2020

Let Me Rock You

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Maybe you look at me and see I’m somehow treating you like a lump of coal and trying to push on you as a vice, like a tecto...

A Conversation with a Stranger

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I saw her come out of the Ilex with her dog. ‘She’s very sweet,’ I said. ‘Oh, I couldn’t be without her,’ she said. ‘She keeps me compa...
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Robert Head
I'm a thirty-one-year-old man from Brighton. I have a Creative Writing degree from The University of Chichester, and I love to write and curate poetry. I hope you enjoy my collection of blogs.... I aim to open things up and ride the rhythm. Toodlepip, dear readers, and thanks for sharing your time. Feel free to e-mail me RHEAD1@chialumni.ac.uk
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