Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

A disturbing haiku before bed?

A most unpleasant image

Urine stained POTUS

masturbates into a sock

naked on his desk

I know it’s wrong and inappropriate but it might be true and I know this says a lot about me but I find the image hilarious and sometimes you just have to laugh you know.

It did originally read:

 

Urine stained POTUS

masturbates into a sock

On a pile of orphans

 

But the last line has one too many syllables.  I know, It’s a waste of a good sock too!

 

 

 

Oh go on then, it is Wednesday after all.

Go on you know you want to. It isn’t at all weird or anything,

 

Once a man who would give nought to charity

had a moment of soul searching clarity

gave up all he possessed

to the poor did divest

all his goods to try make up disparity

 

 

It’s getting personal now it seems.

A request of sorts. Or was it a promise? Or a threat?

There once was a woman from Maine

loved her dog but it drove her insane

ate her chairs and the sofa

soiled her husband Bill’s loafer

doleful eyes insist he’s not to blame

Again, and this is the second time I have had to clarify such a matter in the last few days, but it is the dog that insists it was not to blame and not husband Bill.  I am pretty sure Bill likes the dog and wouldn’t/culdn’t possibly pass solids into his own best loafer’s just to discredit the dog.  Thinking about it I am not sure how easy it would be to soil one’s own shoe.  It would take a serious effort to land anything inside it I am sure.  Well if anyone has any insights into such things please feel free to share.

Michael

 

 

 

 

2000AD Comic Art by Boo Cook

A couple of pieces by Boo Cook.

Last time out I shared this fantastic Boo Cook piece, and I said I would share more so here you go.  These are pieces I picked up at a con in 2013 and the minute I saw them I had to have them.  I’d just walked into the place and my entire budget was blown in the first 5 minutes.  These are A3 pieces and they really show Boo’s wonderful sketching and I adore all the fine details which I hope the photos show.  He was such a sound bloke and so friendly and I certainly treasure the pieces.

 

 

#SalemVerse Prompt #10 – Lucid Dreams

‘Lucid Dreams’ was the prompt

 

As midnight comes, heart filled with fright

Deep sleep invades with force and might

darkness comes and steals thoughts white

and fills dread mouth with screams

 

And knuckles white and fists gripped tight

all is consumed and hope so sleight

a future dark a loveless plight

devoid of suns bright beams

 

 

As dawn approaches cold and bright

throws off the shackles of the night

and black relents, gives way to light

all just a dream it seems

 

Yet soul corrupted, rancid blight

all joy is stolen, no delight

to head and heart foul beasts invite

and succumbs to her dreams

 

 

 

 

2000AD Prog 72

8th of July 1978

There are a number of issues of 2000ad which will never see a reprint because they infringed copyright, and Prog72 is one of those.  It featured the ‘Burger Wars’ story which sees Ronald McDonald and The Burger King take centre stage.   It has a gorgeous colour centre spread by Mike McMahon which still looks great now even after thirty years.

You can still get your hands on the originals fairly easily if you’re willing to spend a few quid, it certainly won’t break the bank.  Old Ronnie hasn’t changed much over the years as you can see though the King does look somewhat better now than then I think.  Inferno, Dan Dare, Ant Wars and Mach Zero also feature in the prog. 

 

 

 

Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday: PRAISE and Excite

Tanks a million

Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday

This week the challenge was to use synonyms for Praise and Excite.  I used Eulogise and Rouse.

Spring oft eulogised

Roused from dark, rich mother earth

cold grip, slow released

mostly I see dog walkers

leaving their crap on the paths

I would point out that the crap belongs to the dogs not the walkers.  In no way am I suggesting dog walkers poo on the pavements.  I mean they might, but I never saw them.  Well apart from that once…but they never had a dog.  And it was winter and about 2 in the morning after a night out and all the toilets were closed.  So probably not the same thing.

 

https://colleenchesebro.com/2018/06/12/colleens-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-88-praise-excite-synonymsonly/

 

Elephantmen Comic Art

Hey, if you like comics and comic art then this is the post for you.

Here’s something rather beautiful.  If you like comics and you haven’t ever read Elephantmen then you need to.  It is a glorious tale of bio engineered animals and war and private detectives and…Look just trust me okay, I haven’t let you down yet.

The art in the header photo is a piece I picked up at a con in 2013.  You can see the original sketch below and then the version that made it into the actual comic book.  I also managed to get the artist, Boo Cook, and the Writer, Richard Starkings, to sign my copy of the graphic novel.  My art work is also signed by Boo Cook.

I do adore Boo Cook’s work and have a few other pieces that I will share at some point because his work is just fantastic.  No one draws creepy crawlies like Boo Cook.  Richard Starkings story is a masterpiece and you know what, I think I am going to read them again this weekend.

 

An ode to dieting

Why is it when I choose to diet
I crave red meat and choose to fry it
And sauces full of cheese – I’ll try it
My resistance sadly none

And when I start the day with bran
I go to work and where I can
Resist temptation, that’s the plan
…By ten I gorge for fun

And suddenly a man possessed
With little will power I’m obsessed
As cream bun crumbs fall down my chest
Devine drips on my tongue

By lunchtime I think, “No” renewed
And salad is my chosen food
Then crumble, custard, fruit well stewed
So weak yet god, so yum

Maybe tonight it will go well
As moobs and belly, jowls do swell
It seems today went all to hell
And god look at my bum

But tomorrow is another day
“I’ll do way better”, hear me say
Perhaps this time I will not stray
And surrender to my tum

1000 Posts

Well I never…1000 posts.

Well I never, this is post number 1000, and I’m not really sure where to start really.

I don’t think I will linger on why I started, I think I wrote about that somewhen once here if you’re interested, and it seems like 5 minutes since I wrote my 100th post so to get to a thousand is pretty fab.

As a writing journey it has been so much more rewarding and so much more fun than I could ever have imagined. Some days I find myself bursting with limericks an others its flash fiction but barely a day goes by that I don’t have something I want to put down on paper.

Fitting it all into a busy work and family life is never easy, and some days it takes a real effort and a lack of sleep to get written what I want to share. Last month I penned a 35000 word story to M’s fabulous prompts yet so far this month time seems to have escaped me a little and all I have managed is a barrage of limericks and haiku. There have also been loads of poems, posts about my life, pictures of where I live and a few on dieting even. Whatever it is I have loved writing every one and they all thrill me equally.

The biggest surprise for me throughout though has been the people. You lot. I think I wrote about it here but I cannot stress enough how important I have found the support of anyone and everyone who for whatever reason has chosen to follow or read me. I cant name you all but you know who you are. Thank you. Throw in all the wonderful people I have been able to follow (and I wish I had time to read and follow more than I do) and it all adds up to a most pleasant surprise indeed.

So what next then I ask myself? I am.not the most introspective of types so mostly I will just keep muddling on.

Well I am going to do a couple of books this year I think. One on Limericks of course (given that I have written over 350 of them), and I intend to turn the In-Between thingy into a novella and who knows what else. This certainly feels very much like the beginning only so thanks for sticking with me so far I hope you enjoy what is to come.

Michael x