Flotsam

[Jerrybaldy]

Bell, bell, pear.
Orange, orange, bar.
Grapes, bell, grapes.
I had high tea just now,
a triple deck of perfect sandwiches
and I watched with admiration,
people who will shortly die
dancing a personal victory.
A Wurlitzer emerged from below
and the well sprung dance floor
bounced in the formation of surgical tights
and post war cockney braces.
I have two nudges;
bell, bell, bell.
With a pocket full of pounds
I exit to the prom
to Gypsy lee,
who will tell me my future
for only a fiver.
Hot doughnuts shaken in sugar
sweeten the heat of the night.
I need to make the beach
past screwing couples
and suicidal dreamers,
to watch tonight's cadavers
wash in on the tide.

[hillwalker]

I'm guessing the Dorset Tourist Board turned down your application for the post of promotional consultant yet again.

There's a grim reality about much of your seaside poetry that maintains a fine balance between happy/familiar images and dark/twisted analysis.

Great stuff as always. They deserve collecting together and publishing in some anthology.

H

[MystyrMystyry]

One of your best JB - and I agree with hill about publishing: I've been investigating Kindle direct publishing at the Amazon site which could be the go


(except I'm working on something that will be completely damnable)

[everyadventure]

This has the demeanor of a sick carnival. I will add "vacationing" to the list of "things not to do with Jerry." :)

[Delta40]

I have no idea what it means but since its a Jerrybaldy production, I'm willing to say 'hey man, this is great!'

[Jerrybaldy]

Thank you Hill and MM. I like the sound of an anthology. Miss adventure I am sure there are lots more to add to that list.
Delta, I am nearly offended. Like christmas the seaside was created by the Victorians (But I don't think Dickens got involved) and the seaside had a lengthy hayday which has been in terminal decline for some time. It now belongs in the past hence the surgical tights and the braces and the death of this truely golden age (unless you are a fan of plastic,kebabs,disney,concrete) is the cadavers arriving on the beach. Things genuinely are turning to crap . Every building of beauty is replaced by a work of no character.Train stations once a place of poetic beauty are left with a Mc D or a costa coffee and an interminable ****ing loop warning of unattended baggage. Children play playstations do not climb trees. Peaks are followed by troughs, that is a rule. We live in a trough. That seems factual and that is the basis of the crap I write.

[Delta40]

Sorry Jerry. I'm way off base lately. You know I'm your number one fan.

[AuntShecky]

Let it not be said that JerryBaldy can't extend a metaphor
(and I mean that in a good way.) As a matter of fact, I am becoming quite fond of your verses, even --I blush to say--he bawdy ones. That's all because of your strong
"voice," very distinctive, quite unlike that of anyone else
on the LitNet.

[Jerrybaldy]

Thanks Aunty, it seems to me that for some time I have been growing on you like a fungus. What counts as bawdy ?