by Andrew Diamond | Jul 19, 2011 | Poetry
The ash went in the river And it floated to the sea; Burnt offerings to feed the fish Which nourish you and me. From Auschwitz to the Vistula Which flows with human blood, Mixing with the water And then mingling with the mud. The smoke went up to heaven And then fell...
by Andrew Diamond | Jul 19, 2011 | Poetry
Give it to her, Kvitova, No runner up, She’s won the cup! The game is over For Sharapova And for Nadal Who lost as well To Djokovic, The Serb who served To win the Men’s, Now super rich. And they’ll all be here Again next year With Andy Murray Who needn’t worry; If he...
by Andrew Diamond | Jul 16, 2011 | Poetry
I knew a magician Who could turn himself Into an honest politician, The only one that ever was. More powerful than Merlin With more wizardry than Oz. He walked upon the water And over burning coals. He’d lie upon a bed of nails And not make any holes. He’d meditate...
by Andrew Diamond | Jul 16, 2011 | Poetry
I heard a new term today, “fiscal consolidation.” Impressive, like when I heard, “lateral communication.” I heard it on this morning’s news while watching BBC. It came from an economist; worked for Lloyds TSB. He came across as confident, a really learned chap And I...
by Andrew Diamond | Jul 16, 2011 | Poetry
Toffee was a lovely cat And she loved me, I’m sure of that. She’d sit upon my lap and purr, I’d scratch her head and stroke her fur And she would snuggle close to me, A little bit of ecstasy. She always knew when things were bad, She seemed to sense when we were sad...
