Something is Happening and I Know What it Is

You are my bright-eyed lady of the low lands

You rescued me from Desolation Row

You were, you are! the answer when the winds they are blowing

For you were, you are! a vision, singing around the Joanna

My tambourine woman

In your brand new leopard-skin Flit Flop shoes

So absolutely sweet, baby, I never did have to think twice

I never look back

For you never give me

Those subterranean homesick blues

Pumpkinseeds

We are the pumpkinseeds

Dressed in silver and yellow and blue

The fashion models of the sea

Preening on the cat-fish-walk

We hang cool

We are not grey and drab

Like the chubby chub or green crab

Who wish they were us

Pumpkins

As you probably know

Are beautiful flowers

That grow on the shimmering moon

And scatter their seeds

Into the ocean home

Even our name

Is rather beautiful

Pumpkinseeds

The Canadian Black Bear

And at the lay-by where you stopped to dine

On M & Ms. Got stroppy just because

There were none left. They wonder why the sign

Says Bears. Beware! You think it’s obvious.

For one, you’re big. Five hundred pounds of power.

For two, you’re tough. For three - you have to eat.

You open screw-top tins. You scour the tip

But pickings there are slim. You stroll down Main Street

Flick the door latch of a house. You wander through

And grab what takes your fancy. Back on the road

A parked car offers tit bits. And you do

A little dance. You like to work the crowd.

But just remind them that you can’t be bought

When M&Ms run out – your temper’s short.

Big Fonts

Substance over style

A rose by any other name

We have to talk much louder

But our love remains the same

As Kierkegaard Might Have Said

Ring-a-ring of roses

A pocketful of posies

Entropy

Entropy

The planet drifts into the meaningless

universe as so we might as well

give up now, really.

The Next Song

The next song

Doesn’t really need

Any explanation

Just to say

That it’s not autobiographical

And I would just mention

That verse 7 refers

To the year that

Thatcher came to power

Verses 11 – 15

Do go off at a bit of a tangent

But, there is a reason for that,

As you’ll see

The chorus is self explanatory

And please join in

Just remember

There’s no chorus

After verses 3, 11, 15 and 17

And that there’s a double chorus

After every other even verse

It starts in the key of G

But changes to A for the last verse

And there’s a short introduction

I'll just check I'm in tune...

Good. Off we go then…

Eastbourne Pier

The pier

That has witnessed

Over the years

So many amazing sights

The sea front barricades

And the bombs

Falling relentlessly on the town
In 1941

The three pound two ounce plaice

That Ian caught

On that particularly low tide

In 1964

The grand wedding

Of Steph and Joe

The sea scattering sunshine

Like a diamond

In 2012