Open Mike (Poetry for Plebs)
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Previous publications 1998 'Odd Bedfellows' a compilation of Poetry and Prose. 'Thoughts in an MRI Scanner ' was published in Medical Journals in UK South Africa and even Japan!. 2009 his first novel , 'Brothers and Lovers ' was published 2012 'Quadrangulation', a novel in Fatal Attraction genre.
Sports and hobbies include skiing, scuba diving, squash, tennis, swimming, playing jazz piano.
OPEN MIKE is a collection of poems written over the past two decades. Michael lives with his wife Julia in Harrow on the Hill.
"Mike's humorous poems always make us laugh (or groan!) His political poems bring cheers of agreement." Judy Karbritz, Jewish Poetry Society
"This expressive and personal collection has something for every mood, laugh-out-loud to crying softly." Avril Candler
'A truly gifted writer of truly enjoyable verse' Siobhan Curham, award-winning author and editor
www.mike-davidson.com
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Open Mike (Poetry for Plebs) - Michael J. Davidson
DEATH
THOUGHTS IN AN MRI SCANNER
I’m in a tube that clicks,
repeatedly.
I cannot and must not move.
That’s obligatory.
My body lies defenceless,
horizontally.
I tell myself the time will pass,
hypnotically.
My tissues are being dissected,
magnetically.
They watch me through Perspex,
unconcernedly.
I will be told what’s wrong.
Eventually.
25.02 1996
WHY
Why, Grandad is your beard so grey?
And why Grandad, do you walk that way?
With a funny little limp like you’re leaning right over,
and can’t keep up with pet dog Rover!
Why, Grandma, do you cry and cry?
What makes you so sad when we say goodbye?
Why do you live so far, far away?
Why can’t you come to our house and stay?
Why can’t you hear me when I’m on the phone?
Why are the two of you so all alone?
I wonder, when we kiss and hug each other,
don’t you also have a father and a mother?
Why don’t you tell me to just keep quiet and why are you
always going on diet?
It isn’t because you’re much too fat, you
don’t wanna die,
I’m sure it’s that.
But we all have to die, you told me so,
‘cept we have much longer than you to go.
So Gran and Gramps don’t die too soon,
can’t you wait till late this afternoon?
We love you too much to lose you just now...
with many more years may God you both endow!
28.2.2013
WHEN WILL WE/THEY EVER LEARN?
I tried to be liberal, I really did try,
I do try my utmost, to adore Stephen Fry!
But when I see headlines like those of the day
my most basic instincts scream, some other way!
Our troops being killed by Afghans they train,
squandering resources, all wasted in vain.
We let Moat out of prison, to kill and to maim
then make out he’s a hero, for his victims, what a shame!
Let criminals go free! That’s the mantra we hear...
while innocent folks stay indoors full of fear.
We pay Europe’s greedy, with huge sums of our gold...
then welcome their multitudes, for OUR benefit we are told!!!
Our politician’s promises before they were elected,
within a few months, all or most are rejected!
We are taxed to the hilt, it’s for our own good,
then see our MP’s claim far more than they should.
Our wild feral youths roam the streets causing havoc,
waving ASBO’S aloft while they all run amok.
Surely now is the time to bring back sterner measures...
few strokes on the bottom with canes or with leather!!!
No more TV’s in jail, let them slop like before....
no more halving of sentences make them longer, much more.
Stop the flood through our borders, make them far more secure,
reduce welfare benefits, honest work is the cure.
But apart from all this, let us stop the pretence
that Britain’s still a World Power, it doesn’t make sense,
to go on bombing people all over the place,
to help our US Allies losing much too much face!
So who should we vote for, I’ll give you one guess
Enoch Powell, where are you? Come clean up this mess!
14.07.2010
A FATHER’S LAMENT
I’m missing you, my little shadow,
more than words can say,
beyond my deepest imaginings,
with every passing day.
Recalling all those halcyon years before your independence,
prior to cosmic convictions gaining exclusive ascendance.
Irreplaceable life’s ingredient
for us has now gone missing...
since happy childhood days and years
with all the hugs and kissing...
you have vanished like a whirlwind
maybe gone from us forever...
will we ever meet again?
A voice inside me whispers ‘Never!’
25.10. 2012
A GRANDFATHER’S LAMENT
Echoes of children’s laughter, salt tears from injured knees...
longest words from little lips, can we stay up later please?
Early morning waking-up, endless tidying chores...
why is Grandpa still asleep?
And wow! How loud he snores!
Grandpa, put your seat belt on!
You know you’re being naughty!
Can see you’re driving much too fast...
the clock says more than forty!
But how you miss their presence when
grandkids are not around...
the empty house so silent, discarded toys don’t sound.
All year you spent in longing, for few short weeks together...
and when they’re with you time flies fast
you pray for sunny weather!
Then it’s over, much too soon,
what more could you have done?
To make their stay outstanding
overflowing with joy and fun?
The taxi’s waiting, bags are packed...
all eyes display a tear...
They come and give you those huge hugs...
We’ll see you soon .....next year!
21.08. 2013
MEMORIES
Seemingly inconsequential things
triggering floods of fond remembrance.
A phrase, few notes of a song,
a face, swiftly disappearing in a crowd.
That familiar fragrance lost on the breeze...
then frustratingly, clarity fades.
Details disperse.
You are left clutching desperately at jumbled recollections,
hoping slivers will expand,
might suddenly resurface...and sometimes they do
but when you least expect!
Keep albums up to date, films revamped on DVD,
above all, do not forget..keep taking the tablets,
they do work, you know!
12.06.2013
MY PILLOW FULL OF DREAMS
Moments minuscule pass by, as soft cheek touches down
on cool-at-first pale cover, just before they all arrive.
Princes, flaxen locks adrift, glistening blades aloft,
Barbie-doll maidens, tiny-waisted, alluring en route to the Ball.
Venomous villains with sharp yellow teeth,
savage-eyed beasties dripping drool as they charge.
Sudden scene changes...wavelets splash on the sand,
feet sink in the shallows...ain’t the seaside just grand!
Now clouds threaten darkly, dead-black night swallows all.
Whirling, falling, grabbing, missing, eyes open or can it be real?
Will earth-fall be a source of pain?
Hands reach out but seize on nothing, where have Prince and Princess gone?
Is the passage leading somewhere or a mere blank wall to greet me?
Will my mum and dad be there or someone bad to