GREED

ABC Wednesday & more prompts below.
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POLLY TICKS

Let me make something very clear. Greed is not bad. In order to
succeed both individually and as a society, we need to be stimulated.
Due to this, we have urges. Without them I doubt if humanity would
have advanced at all – and greed is one of those urges.

The problem comes in the
level of greed we display.

Be too greedy and we hurt both ourselves and society, so it’s a
matter of balance. Sadly, though, in today’s capitalism we have a
glorification of greed, with it getting out of control. This was not how
capitalism was meant to be, originally devised by Adam Smith as a
philosophy to go alongside thrift. We seem to have turned something
noble into a feeding trough.

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

BRIT NEWS: New guidelines
for schools say Heads must recruit
unqualified ‘minders’ for classes as teachers
are not to cover for absent colleagues. Which idiot
thought this up? Is it part of the growing planning on paper
without seeing what works in reality? Administrators should manage,
not dictate.

BRIT NEWS: The traditional pint beer glass has been decreed too
dangerous as it is often used in assaults. Oh dear, so are
fists. Let’s have them all chopped off! I hate this
mentality that, because a few do something
wrong, everyone must suffer.

RATTLER’S TALE

A Voyage of the Imagination

Carry On Tuesday
Heads or Tails – ReadWritePoem

YELLOW

Yellow streak ran down his spine?
Mellow, maybe, not cowardly kind;
Pleasant fellow, didn’t like a fuss,
Don’t bellow, he won’t cuss;
Many people don’t like woe,
They’re not yellow – be nice,
Just say hello

FUTILITY

Fiction: If only it hadn’t happened – the telephone ringing – three
times. Oh, the futility of it all. But isn’t it all futility in the dead of
night? They’d argued – over everything, but mainly his belief she had
a lover. I’d known he was in one of those moods and I’d intervened,
going to their flat. I found him in the lounge sulking – she was in the
bedroom – I could hear the sobs. Well, I’d calmed him, and it would
have been fine … until the phone call. He picked it up. Listened. A
voice said: ‘Hi, hon, I’ll come round tomorrow at ten if that’s ok.’ I
saw the shock on his face. I grabbed the phone – asked who the hell
it was. But by then his anger had boiled again. By the time I got into
the bedroom, it was all over, her eyes staring blankly into nowhere.
Oh, the futility – especially as it was a wrong number that started it.

STARCHILD

From soil to cosmos all is one,
From tribal chant to quantum song,
We are whole, we knew it’s true,
‘Til fractured living did imbue,
The idea that we’re all alone;
One day we’ll remember – atone

© Anthony North, August 2009

THRILLER

Booking Through Thursday
More prompts below

PAPPA RAZZI

I love reading ‘lighter’ novels. A book should not always be an
intellectual process. They are also wonderful for just unwinding
and escaping. And my usual choice here is a good old adventure
thriller – romance for men.

Or is that boys?

The adventure thriller satisfies many a man’s urge to be the hero and
can return him to a more childlike state where the world is simply a
matter of good and evil and the good guy always gets the girl. My
favourite in the genre is Jack Higgins but I’ll read anything in this line.
So, my pistol is under my arm, the plane is over the target
(Parachute? Phah!!!) so goodbye – I’m off to save the woooorld …..

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

BRIT NEWS: Retired top civil
servants criticise Cabinet govt record
of New Labour. They shouldn’t have to. If it
was wrong – Cabinet responsibility was certainly
replaced by a Presidential style – they should have fought
to retain the Brit way. That’s what they were there for.

BRIT NEWS: A top cop warns Police must address public
concerns of mass CCTV coverage. This comes as
we find out they solve only 1 in a thousand
crimes. Just as I thought. It always was
about control. Get rid of them!!!

GREEN SCENE

Save the Planet – or you’ll be sorry!!

One Single Impression
Sunday Scribblings

BLUE

Feeling blue, can’t break the mood,
Blues in the background, sounds intrude,
Scream blue murder, no difference at all,
Even blue movies don’t enthrall;
Need a blueprint for my life,
I’m not a Bluebeard with many a wife,
Why do I beat myself black and blue?
Lay under blue skies – they’ll imbue

CODE BLUE

Fiction: The alert went off when the Angel of Death fluttered across a
Blue Moon. Its vapid presence terrified us. No! It would not happen
again! Visors fastened, assault rifles ready, we sprinted to the solar
battlecars, knowing what had to be done. As soon as we entered the
Zone we saw the effects of the Black Death. It almost choked the air.
Of course the Corporates tried their usual skirmishing tactics but we
penetrated deep, and there, before us, we found it – and a full
defensive system to stop us. The battle raged for hours, the
Corporates rushing us in their fanatical need to pollute. Some said we
had been caught in an unconscious hatred of ourselves. It seemed
the only way to explain it – why we lived with the Black Death all
those decades. But we turned back from the brink – began to fight,
driving them to their own little corner of the globe. But now they’ve
started again – this has got to be the end … Well, the battle was
won, the white foam covered the power station and I held a lump of
Black Death in my hand, sickened by how it so nearly destroyed us in
its liquid, solid and gaseous forms. But now we’d learnt and we left
it in the ground – and the haze left the moon to shine.

POET TREE

Rising up from the ground,
Branching out, nature’s sound,
Life thrives wherever they stand,
Vibrancy – oh, so grand,
Diversity’s mainstay is the tree,
Nature’s eternal poetry

© Anthony North, August 2009

PARANORMAL FLASH – FOUR

Friday Flash 55, 3 Word Wednesday and 3 Word Thursday
Have you had a go?

PARANORMAL FLASH

Four – Communal Psyche

When discussing supposed Possessions of the mind by outside entities
– previous incarnations; the medium in contact with the dead – we
must first decide what elements of personality are INSIDE the mind.
At first this seems simple – the ‘self’, the individual – but it’s not that
clear cut.

Jung noted that we seem to share
a ‘collective unconscious’.

Symbols are shared through the species, including character types, or
archetypes, such as the Sage, Mother, Child, Judge, Hero or
Trickster. Campbell showed how such archetypes appear universally
in myth, despite culture. Yet what we actually have in the archetypes
are expressions of our various character types. Myths, it seems, are
our minds writ large.

We can say similar
for emotions.

Whilst they may vary in intensity, and be expressed for personal
reasons dependent upon the individual, emotions are also
characteristics of the species. So what can this tell us about the
individual? We can argue that, rather than being an entity in its own
right, the individual is actually an amalgam of species traits. Hence,
rather than having an exact ‘self’, we all have a little piece of a
communal psyche. Hence, we can not be sure what is ‘inside’ or
‘outside’ the personal mind. Rather, we are fragments of the
collective. And bearing this in mind, it becomes much easier than
we presently believe for a fantasized entity to temporarily reshape
those fragments into another ‘personality’. But from where could
the ‘information’ for such a possession come?

Other Posts

GREEN NEWS: Farmers in ancient
times have been blamed for adding to
climate change by their mass use of burning
fields. Yes, our ancestors often did things counter
to the global good. One big difference, though. They knew
no better. We do!

BRIT NEWS: Questions being asked whether this govt cares
for our troops at all. Of course they don’t. Labour has
a tradition of anti-war, so when war cannot be
avoided, it is natural to ignore the
consequences as much as
possible.

FRACTURED LOVE

Fiction: I guess I knew it would happen. It had to. Jung would have
called it Synchronicity – meaningful coincidences are bound to happen
– with a hint of Serendipity if you really want them to. And I wanted
that nurse. So many times I’d tried to chat her up but every time my
hopes vanished. It wasn’t that she didn’t like me, I was sure. After all,
we know these things. No, it was more a matter of my reputation. I
guess I’d made a lot of noise in certain quarters – a bit of a villain.
But the night finally arrived. It was a nasty arm fracture. A lot of
pain, but I’d made it to casualty and I’d had it set and plastered, and
now here I was in the waiting room, waiting for discharge, my nurse
hovering close, hushing about, doing her work – and I’m sure her
occasional looks my way suggested she was feeling for me. Anyway,
that’s when the louts came in – started knocking the place about,
threatening my NURSE. Well, broken arm or not, I went into action,
and soon they were running off, bloodied. And the nurse? Well, she
fell into my arm. Yep, Jung would call it Synchonicity; though I’d call
it £200 for the louts and a lot of courage, breaking my arm like that.

FLASH 55 – THE DESTROYER

Fiction: She’d seen other men die during her
career. Her ambition drove her on, to pessundate.
She leant over the bed and pulled back the
operiment. Watching him, she took out the hypo
and injected him, the words going through her
mind: destroy, destroy, DESTROY!!! Then the nurse
sat down, praying this would kill the infection.

pessundate – destroy
operiment – cover

© Anthony North, August 2009

THE FUTURE

ABC Wednesday & more prompts below
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GURU TONY

The future hasn’t happened yet. We know that. We know it because
we live in the present. But of course, in reading it, this sentence has
now become the past. As for the next sentence, it’s in your future,
but I already know what it says, so has a little of the future entered
your present? I raise this point for an important reason. We think of
the future as divorced from the present, but the reality is, its seed is
sown now. If we realized this, the future could well be a better place.

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

BRIT NEWS: It seems
prisoners in police cells will
soon be given a questionnaire to
rate the ‘services’ provided. They’ll be calling
them guests next. Sometimes I just wonder about my
country’s sanity.

UFO NEWS: The Ministry of Defence’s latest batch of released
UFO cases show how obsessed many are with UFOs. Yet,
if this is true, why are the media and science so
quiet on the issue? Surely, if there is a
mystery (no, I don’t think it’s ET)
they should be studying it.

FUTURE ZONE

What’s ahead … and Beyond!!!

Carry On Tuesday
Heads or Tails – ReadWritePoem

STEAM POWER

We went back to steam power when it was all done,
Lighting our habitat as bright as the sun,
Plenty of fuel, we sucked it right in,
Some said it’s costly – wages of sin,
But here in our space station, we just carry on,
Catching Earth’s air before it’s burnt up and gone

ANN LEE – AN ADAPTATION

Sci Fi: She lies in the road, injured, pained. Beautiful. I’m an EAP 700
series complete with advanced learning program. Sitting, I realize I
must learn from this girl – how she approaches death; how I perceive
she feels – how I feel. I study literature so this experience is new to
me … Her death takes many units, and as she dies I realize she is
more than words. Am I more than circuits? A line from Poe comes to
consciousness: ‘we loved with a love that was more than love.’ This
makes me feel … unusual. Can I? Can I … love? … More data required.
Search. Find. Inflict wound. Fatal. Slow. Sit. Watch … Death … … …
Insufficient data … … …

TOMORROW NEWS

Editor sits astride the world,
Watching over news unfurl,
War is wanted, he sends the troops,
He’s created celebrities wanting snoops;
He’s honed the media to what we are,
For news today we don’t go far,
We live within his media clutch,
Where troops and snoops don’t cost much

© Anthony North, August 2009

HITCHCOCK & CO

Booking Through Thursday
More prompts below

BLOGGER BARD

The beauty of buying books en masse in bargain offers is that you
build up a library so big you don’t really know what’s there. So when
you have a search for what you’ve got, you can pull out some gems.

One such recent gem was a
novel by Robert Bloch.

I don’t know how many know who he is in America, but in the UK,
not many have heard of him. Yet that novel was Psycho, perhaps
the most famous horror thriller ever; from, of course, the best
director. But sadly, the original writers are lost behind his fame.
So here’s three cheers for a few more Hitchcock victims: Cornell
Woolrich (Rear Window), Winston Graham (Marnie) and Daphne Du
Maurier (The Birds).

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

HEALTH NEWS: It seems healthy
eating can be an illness. Thirty-something
middle class infatuation is leading to health problems.
Come on, they’re intelligent. Why is it so difficult? The only way to
eat healthily is a BALANCED diet!

BRIT NEWS: Students starting university this year can expect
a £23,000 debt when they leave. This is the result of
turning education into a business, taking too many
students they can’t afford, and redesignating
a degree as a personal need rather than a
societal necessity.

THE CRIME POST

It would be criminal not to read it

One Single Impression
Sunday Scribblings

TO ALLOW

Maybe we allowed you to get away with too much,
A kid too sallow, fallowed as such,
Hallowed, you were, and you wallowed in all,
Growing up callow – you were bound for a fall,
Lit the wick in the tallow – as you burned them you sang,
And now from the gallows, we watch you hang

THE ALLOWANCE

Fiction: I always knew he’d amount to nothing – which did, of course,
mean the amount would rise for me. I tried to bring him up right, but
with his mother gone, and me busy all the time … well, it’s a typical
story. Falling in with that gang didn’t help – taught him how to get
what he wanted the easy way. Maybe when he first went to prison I
should have left him there – teach him a lesson. But money talks and
I got him out. And that’s when the future pattern settled in – what
he’d learnt in there – from the gangsters. So I pay him the allowance
– and he allows me to live.

ADULTHOOD

Being adult can be such a boring affair,
Always having to be aware,
Of manners and standards and what’s right and wrong,
No catapults or pea shooters or stink bombs that pong,
But I’ve got a theory about adulthood true,
At times you’ve got to remember the child in you

© Anthony North, August 2009

PARANORMAL FLASH – THREE

Friday Flash 55, 3 Word Wednesday and 3 Word Thursday
Have you had a go?

PARANORMAL FLASH

Three – Minds Possessed

We think of reincarnation and mediumship as separate phenomena.
One is said to produce an incarnation of a previous life, the other
involving contact with the dead. But could it be that the only
difference is culture?

An incarnation can come
in two ways.

Knowledge of a previous life can come into the mind, or the person
can be hypnotized, the therapist asking if other lives are in there.
Interestingly, when this phenomenon was first realized, incarnations
were best produced by a therapist who believed reincarnation was
possible. Hence, a form of transference could occur, similar to false
memory syndrome. And as culture became accepting of the ability,
such incarnations appear more and more. This cultural aspect is
equally valid with mediumship, where an entity comes into the mind
of the medium. Yet this exact process has changed culturally over
time. In the deep past the medium accessed nature spirits; later,
culture decided they were demons; with spiritualism, the dead took
centre stage; and today channellers access discarnate entities or
alien lifeforms. Culture seems to be the primary factor, as if it is
controlling the person.

Psychology can offer a possible
culprit for such intrusions.

In the case of multiple personality, the mind can seem to fragment
into separate, seemingly outside, entities. The process is exact, and
interestingly, literature of the phenomenon shows that sometimes the
entities can appear as suggested by a therapist, as if he is defining
a new culture for the person. Indeed, the process could be easier to
achieve than we think. As we shall see next time, your personality
may not be yours.

Other Posts

SCIENCE NEWS: NASA adsvises
it cannot track all asteroids that could
be a threat due to insufficient funds. This
doesn’t surprise me. Infact, I remember reading
a while back that with a ‘citybuster’ meteor it would
be cheaper to let it hit and clean it up rather than pay to
prevent it.

BRIT NEWS: Martin Bell and ex-Beirut hostage Terry Waite team
up to campaign for a return to honest politics. This is good
to see. People are beginning to stand up against the
totalitarianism and abuses of the Party system.
They degrade true democracy.

DECAY

Entropy, the arrow of time,
Decay giving life a rhyme,
Graceful in its orderly way,
Riotous disorder underlaid,
With how it will always be,
You cannot escape entropy

FLASH 55 – FIRST LOVE

Fiction: Tadpole had two disadvantages. He was ugly and he was
young. But he just couldn’t get her out of his mind. He pleaded for
a date, but she wouldn’t acquiesce. Indeed, she would viliorate him
constantly. He wanted to know why. She thought of kissing a prince
and said: ‘Come back when you’re a frog.’

viliorate – denigrate

RIOT

Grievance comes, people protest,
Riot against what they detest,
Police are waiting, batons drawn,
Graceful bystanders feel forlorn,
Forces merge, battle it out,
Societal decay, rule of the lout

GRACEFUL

Proud I am, this is me,
No riotous behaviour will you see,
No decay within the mind,
No lowering of standards will you find,
Graceful in everything I do,
Except, that is, when I visit the loo

© Anthony North, August 2009

EMPATHY

ABC Wednesday, with Thursday 13 lines of poetry
More prompts below

PAPPA RAZZI

Empathy is the ability to identify with others. However, we also have
to place it in terms of who we empathise with. Historically, we have
empathy with family and friends. Occasionally we could hear of
someone facing something similar to us, and we certainly empathise
with them. But I’ve noticed a change in empathy over recent years.
As individuality rises, the idea of family is in decline, and we’ve
grasped a new, wider, media based empathy. We see this in
communal grieving on a mass scale. Yet I cannot help feeling this
is a diluted empathy, leaving us more unfeeling than ever before.

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

BRIT NEWS: The 201st Brit soldier
has died in Afghanistan, reaching a solemn
milestone. More than anything else, many are
aware of the sacrifice due to the small town of Wootton
Bassett, close to where the bodies are repatriated. Whenever
a soldier returns the town comes to a standstill in silent contemplation
as the hearses pass through. This has now become a media event,
capturing the best of British resolve and dignity. We should all
thank them.

FILM WATCH: I’ve watched the 2005 remake of King Kong for
the first time. It’s rare for a remake to better the
original classic, but Peter Jackson came close
with this. Kong is exceptional and Naomi
Watts is magnificent as the ‘beauty’.
The action scenes were great,
the humour funny and it is
always good to see a
writer playing
the hero.

READ WITH MUMMY

The Magazine Post with a gentle hint of horror

Totally Optional Prompts
Take This Tune – Heads or Tails
ReadWritePoem – Poetry Train
Carry On Tuesday

DO IT LIKE VERNE

When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well,
Jules Verne knew that, stories to tell,
Monsters on islands and trips round the world,
Eighty days to do it, adventures unfurl,
Down in the depths with Nemo in tow,
Action and horror, with literature we go

MIND THING

Sweat on brow, heartbeat races,
Must shake off the monster traces,
In my mind, a fearful place,
Chaotic thoughts interlace;
It’s growing! A whole existence to fill,
Consumed. Can you feel the chill?

LOST LOVES

Fiction: To dance, to sing, to dream of loves gone, loves yet to come,
freedom’s song. They exist here – many, so many – a marriage of
sorts, for life, and sometimes not. They exist here, they fantasise
here, they hope for hoped for experience – here; in their body and in
their mind, they waltz, they interweave, they think always of love – a
comedic love; a surreal love that no one can touch, no one can fulfill,
but only to crave … They sing their operatic song, dance their day
away, remember, regret, a dance, at times, macabre, remembered
horrors of what once they did. But now, under the warden’s eye, their
marriage is to redemption.

THURSDAY 13 LINES OF POETRY

CLEAR THINKING

Salacious froth within the mind,
Rancid, coarse, look out behind,
Search out the track, homeward bound,
Fling it out, make ranting sound,
Coagulating mind, spoon fed bustle,
Elocution comes, diode tussle

PALE VISITOR

You look pale – are you dead?
Are you here or in my head?
You look thirsty – don’t come closer!
Lovely eye teeth – prefer your molars …
You know …
I’ve got a feeling you are real,
See this stake? Let’s impale

© Anthony North, August 2009

RATIONALISM

Including Sunday Scribblings and One Single Impression
Have you had a go yet?

PROF ISAAC GALISTEIN

I’ve got some unorthodox ideas and I’m always being told by some that
I ought to be more rational. Well, I think I am rational, applying reason
and logic in everything I think. So why don’t all those ‘rational’ people
get it? Well, I’ve never yet come across a branch of rationalism that
hasn’t got an agenda behind it. And it’s these agendas that tend to
get in the way of a wider knowledge. Hence, the rational thing would
be to accept your particular rationalism as part of the search for
knowledge, and not its entirety.

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

GREEN NEWS: Scientist at Imperial
College London are researching the leaf in
order to try to work out how to produce power by
photosynthesis. Such projects could be the key to our future
energy needs.

BRIT NEWS: Jobless approaches 2.5 million, a quarter of firms in
trouble over pensions. Why do I get the feeling this
Recession is going to change so much? Those
who think we can return to business as
usual are conning themselves.

FUTURE ZONE

What’s ahead … and Beyond!!!

COPSE SONG

Cut us down? Not a chance,
Don’t you realise we enhance,
Where you live, how you breath,
You wouldn’t cope without our leaves,
So go away with your saws,
We’ll send our wasp cops to lay the laws,
You need a copse wherever you go,
Or corpses you’ll be – to help us grow

THE ENEMY

Sci Fi: They had been attacking Earth for decades when it was
realised where they had come from. ‘They are born from our own
minds,’ the scientist confirmed. Which left the question: why? It was
the philosopher who provided the answer: ‘Once we had come to
peace with ourselves as a species, a new exterior demon simply had
to come – for without a threat, we do not evolve.’ So they thought
the enemy out of existence, no longer afraid, and were living in caves
within the century.

SCI FI DINNER

Oh, the five Star Trek captains simply had to come,
Without them it would be no fun,
Han Solo and Skywalker, they arrived too,
Tired and hungry, ready for stew,
I was in charge of this fantasy,
The perfect host, pouring the tea,
So after the meal they were still being fed,
And I’m not letting them out ’til my stories are read

© Anthony North, August 2009

PARANORMAL FLASH – TWO

Find Friday Flash 55 below
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PARANORMAL FLASH

Two – Evolved Consciousness

If the paranormal exists, why don’t we experience it all the time?
There’s a hint from the state of mind of many experiencers. Events
are more likely to happen if the person is tired, distracted – even in
the dream state – in other words, when they are released from
information in the real world.

This ties in with meditation, where
a greater knowing is achieved by
cutting out the material world.

They speak of ‘oneness’ with all, as if they’ve reached a wider form
of communality. And a paranormal event usually involves such
communality – with others or the environment. In the past people
seemed to be closer to this oneness, hence a greater belief in, and
experience of, paranormal events – whereas today it seems to be on
the wane. And I think this is all to do with concentration. We are
different to other species because of our technology, and essential
to this is the ability to place information out of conscious thought in
order to allow us to concentrate on a task in hand.

In other words, we needed a
repository for things we can
temporarily forget.

I’d argue that this is the point where the conscious and unconscious
mind evolved – and as our technology increased, producing more
information, the unconscious grew further away from the conscious.
Alongside this evolving mind came the idea of individuality, the
opposite of communality, so we can argue that communality is an
aspect of the unconscious rather than conscious, thus removing
paranormality from normal experience. However, when outside
information is reduced, the conscious and unconscious could move
closer, allowing a hint of paranormality to intrude into consciousness.

Other Posts

BRIT NEWS: Govt begins a debate
on food security. Can we protect our food
in case of emergency? Bit late to ask that question,
now we’ve decimated our agriculture and are reliant on imports.

BRIT NEWS: As many as 1 in 78 adults could have had some form
of police or local authority snooping against them. This
need to know is now approaching paranoia. We
should be asking if a government can
suffer from mental illness.

FLASH 55 – BODY BEAUTIFUL

Fiction: She knew she had to change. Her present body was so
deficient. Curves in the wrong places; too much weight; and she
needed a complete facial transformation. She felt good as she went
to sleep, knowing it was the right thing to do. And later, the butterfly
felt proud, for only natural change is beautiful.

LIFE SWAP

Swap a life – fed up of this,
Need new adventures, people to enlist,
‘Cos nothing’s so bad as it is right now,
New horizons – furrows – need to be ploughed;
Just a minute, let’s try to think this out,
Change attitude! Get real! Do you hear me shout?

© Anthony North, August 2009

NON-NOVEL NOVELS

Booking Thru Thursday, ReadWritePoem and 3 Word Thursday
Have you had a go yet?

BLOGGER BARD

It’s hard to say which is the worst book I’ve read recently. I’d have
to choose a category – modern literary novels. Most of them aren’t
novels at all, but angst ridden explorations of the ‘self’. Devoid of real
story, the problem is the absolute rise of the individual above
community, and decline of moral conflict. It was these factors that
kept the 19th century novel great. Today, to find similar, you have to
go to modern Indian literature, where these conflicts are still
represented in story form. I keep giving the western literary novel a
chance, meaning they are constantly on my worst book list.

Eye On the World
The ‘Y’ Files

BRIT NEWS: Survey of 10,000
Brit troops shows only 3 in 10 feel valued.
This is a disgraceful condemnation of how govt, and many
in society, treat them.

BRIT NEWS: As many as 120 Labour MPs could be standing down
at the next election. This is good – I think they realise
that the New Labour world is a disaster. Hopefully
ther electorate realises too.

YORKSHIREMAN SPEAKS

I’s nowt but a Yorkshireman, Eee, I am,
Try speakin’ wi’out t’vowel – Eee, damn!
Nu lissen, thee, it isn’t true,
That we say ‘Eee’ all’t time ‘n’ ne’re nowt new,
Wi’can spake if wi’yant jist like thee,
So’s the’re – Eeeee

KNOCK AT THE DOOR
(Quilly’s word meanings below)

Fiction: There was a knock at the door. She answered it. ‘I need to
know whether I can rely on your future support,’ said the man. He
looked like a montivagant and she offered a vultuous. He continued
his tortiloquy: ‘I know you’ve been let down before, but new policies
guarantee things will be different.’ She doubted this – money was
tight; and his kind had made it so. Conflict had risen and she saw
little room for diplomacy, but as his spin continued, she weakened.
Eventually she said yes. ‘Thank you,’ said the man. ‘Now can I
come home, dear?’

tortiloquy – crooked speech
vultuous – sad expression
montivagant – vagabond

YOU’LL PAY

You’ll pay, when he gets up near,
Grab a taxi! Flee! Be full of fear!
So taxing as he tracks you down,
Leaving you with such a frown,
The taxidermist is who you should call,
Stuff the taxman,
Let’s have a ball

© Anthony North, August 2009