Archive for December, 2012

Christmas Reading

Posted in Blogging with tags , , , , , , , , , on December 22, 2012 by belfastdavid

This year, for my enjoyment over the holiday, I shall be re-reading –

The Modesty Blaise books by Peter O’Donnell
without doubt the best totally escapist series of thrillers ever written.

Better than the Travis McGee series by John D MacDonald
although I have all those books too.

Different from the Matt Scudder series by Lawrence Block
the best private detective series ever written although a bit gritty for this time of year.

I shall also probably re-read A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
just because I usually do.

And, of course the Alice books by Lewis Carroll. 🙂

So I might not be on the computer much

Happy Christmas to you all

David

 

Creating An Addict

Posted in Poetry with tags , , on December 18, 2012 by belfastdavid

They come into hospital
nervous, uncertain,
and in this strange environment
have difficulty sleeping.

We don’t want to be bothered
by non-sleeping patients
so suggest they would benefit
from sleeping pills.

They sleep better the second night
– they would have anyway –
but we don’t tell them that,
just dispense sleepers every night.

When they go home,
cured or not from original problem,
they take with them
a prescription for sleeping tablets.

We are a nation becoming
addicted to pills.
And yet we wonder
who is to blame.

Distraction

Posted in Poetry with tags on December 14, 2012 by belfastdavid

At a poetry reading
in the Heart café
when the poetry got boring
I heard instead the voice

of a Victoria Sponge Cake
on the counter
which got louder and louder
drowning out the voice of the poet

victoria sponge cake

Time Passes Faster

Posted in Poetry with tags , , on December 3, 2012 by belfastdavid

One morning you wake up,
look at the calendar,
think bloody hell
it’s nearly Christmas,
better get my act together.

Then you think
how did that happen,
how did it creep up so fast,
where has the last year gone
and what did I do with it?

I dig out my diary,
go through it backwards
to check what things
the year contained
and what I have done,

go look in the mirror
to check that I exist,
get out a post-it note
write on it ‘ Your Name is David’
and stick it above my mirror.

This is a repost from about the same time last year. It applies just as much this year as it did last!
I put my Christmas tree up yesterday. It was given to me a lot of years ago as a birthday present (don’t ask). Every year I think it will not last but it survives – a bit like myself really – seen better days but still works. 🙂

David