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Thu, 25 Apr 2013 16:54:00 +0000

Polar Bear

I stomp and lurk
Around my flat
Like a wild animal
Disgusted at what one has to do
Simply to survive

Eating, scowling, sniffing, hating
Looking for ways
To keep me amused
To keep me strong
To keep me from going totally mad
To make it all
Worth while

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 08:54:00 +0000


In an old steelworks
Krakow, Poland
On a wet, cold Sunday night

Kraftwerk come on stage
And hypnotise me
Their quality
Their class
Their originality
Their madness
The absurdity of it all

I studied the only
Original member left
Well into his sixties
Standing cool and focused
As if nothing could phase him
I had read a bit about him -
He lived with his sister for 40 years
No children
The only things he cared about
Were cycling and electronic music
He knew the world was full
Of short-term rubbish
And cheap gimmicks

Well into his sixties
But acting as if a teenager
Modern society would label him
A fool, ridiculous
But I thought he was great
And what he stood for
Even greater

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Wed, 04 Apr 2012 11:23:00 +0000

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A Magnetto Influence Slideshow

Tue, 21 Feb 2012 14:00:00 +0000


It's that time of the year again! A Magnetto Influence Image

Mon, 26 Dec 2011 09:54:00 +0000

The First Snowflake of Winter

In the departure lounge
Of a small East African airport
I sat opposite a black woman
And her two children –
A young boy whom she carried
And a lovely, smiling, little girl of around 8-9 years old

They looked like a normal family
Until I noticed
The little girl only had a 6 inch stump
For a left arm
A victim, I presumed
Of the often unreported horrific wars
In Africa
Where murder, mutilation, limb-severing and rape
Go unpunished amongst the lawlessness
My heart sank for the little girl

And when she started to dance
A dance that required her to
Clap her hands
I had to go to the souvenir shop
To stop myself from breaking down

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Wed, 16 Nov 2011 15:18:00 +0000

Bubbles in Deep Water

The ship sank
In cold deep waters
On a calm sea

You survived easily
You had it all planned out
Your lifeboat was ready
Fully equipped and warm
Its course already set
To take you to the shore
To your safety
To your comfort zone
To your peace of mind
To your luxury

I had no chance
In this unequal relationship
As my body and soul drowned
Cold and disconnected

And on the cold
Dark seabed
As the sea monsters
And sharks
That are thoughts
And memories
Threaten and torture me
Giving me no peace
My attempts to resurface
Seem meaningless and futile

But I am not alone
There are lots of drowned people
Down here
Floating in their own lonely bubbles
Waiting, hoping
To be rescued soon

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Tue, 31 May 2011 11:14:00 +0000

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A Magnetto Influence Slideshow

Tue, 12 Apr 2011 22:25:00 +0000

Genius = Alcohol - A Magnetto Influence Philosophy

Fri, 25 Mar 2011 17:49:00 +0000

A Meeting

The Scottish boy
And the Philippine girl
Sat in the coffee shop
They had known each other
For a few years
She loved him
More than he loved her
But he liked her
She was young and wild
She made him laugh
Amongst other things

Her problem was
She was not a UK citizen
And her financial management skills
Were non-existent
And at this coffee meeting
She was out of work
No income
No social security
No safety net
Basically living on her wits
But she kind of
Took it in her stride
As if it was normal
And it did not stop her from smiling

“Frank, can you give me £100 please?”
“Why? I gave you £100 last month”
“I know but I have rent to pay, food to buy
Plus travel expenses”
“Do you think I have a tree that grows money?”
“You have a good job and a house.
You have everything.
You are a millionaire.
I have nothing”
“Are you trying to get a job?”
“Everyday I go on the internet
I go to the Job Centre
I go to interviews
It’s always the same shit.
And I’m behind with my rent.”
“My Landlord says he is going to kick me out
Unless I give him some money soon”
“Where will you live if he kicks you out?”
“I don’t know,” she said giggling
“I’m glad you can laugh,” he said
She looked into his eyes
And laughed
“I have to laugh
My situation is so bad
If I cry I won’t be able to stop.”
What a wonderful spirit she had
Somewhere inside of her

He took out his wallet…

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Fri, 04 Feb 2011 14:15:00 +0000


It's that time of year...

A Magnetto Influence Image

Thu, 06 Jan 2011 14:46:00 +0000

A London Pub Tale

There was a middle aged man from Earls Court
Who liked to put lager down his throat
In a patch of very cold weather
Being at the end of his tether
He sauntered down to North End Street Market
And bought an electric blanket

That night, after being on the piss
He staggered home in a state of bliss
He flicked his blanket on and dropped into bed
It was ‘nice and warm’ as the packing had said
These comforting conditions quickly sent him to sleep
But he forgot to pee and his bowels began to seep

He was awoken by a strange smell and a hissing
As a result of his electric blanket and his pissing
He quickly jumped up with his arse on fire
His bed nearly resembling a funereal pyre
He made it into the shower and doused the flames
Calling himself a stupid bastard amongst other derogatory names

A Magnetto Influence Poem (the first and last rhyming)

Wed, 05 Jan 2011 15:22:00 +0000

What will be, will be.
And what has been is in the past.
And most of the past is insignificant.

A Magnetto Influence philosophy

Tue, 21 Dec 2010 19:13:00 +0000


Those gates look like they are the same ones I went through 25 years ago. I think it is the same coat of paint on them too.

A Magnetto Influence Image

Tue, 21 Dec 2010 18:25:00 +0000

The Cream

It sits in a container
Screwed to the wall
Beside the large mirror
And hair dryers
In the gym changing room

It’s as white as snow
As soft as bubbles
And smells of sophistication

Some rub it all over their bodies
Some rub into their feet
Some use it as hand cream
Some use it as a face cream
I’ve even seen some
Rub it under their armpits
As if it were a deodorant

Personally I use it
To style my hair

I don’t want to find out
What its real purpose is
As I kind of like the mystery of it

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Sun, 21 Nov 2010 19:10:00 +0000


The Artistic Years

A Magnetto Influence Image

Wed, 03 Nov 2010 07:53:00 +0000


No choice
You have to enter


No exit

Phone calls

No exit

Wasted life

No exit


No exit, no exit, no exit….

And the scenery
Stays the same
The whole damned time

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Tue, 19 Oct 2010 19:29:00 +0000


Walking along
A quiet leafy London suburban street
Minding my own business

I heard a commotion
In the house up ahead
Angry shouting, doors slamming
Some kind of domestic incident
Humans detesting each other
After a few seconds
A young man came storming out
Must have been in his early twenties
Violently kicked the gate open
Started walking towards me
It looked like he hated the world
It looked like he hated me
I saw him clenching his fists
Oh no, action time!
I straightened up, chest out
Looked hard into his eyes
I was ready for him
I would take him out easily
I knew it
He knew it

He walked by

I’m glad my acting skills
Are good
Because I’m not a fast runner

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Mon, 18 Oct 2010 11:05:00 +0000

The old proverb that, "We came into this world alone and with nothing. And that we shall leave this world alone and with nothing" is surely a tadge pessimistic and depressing. Can we not at least hope to leave this world with some great memories?

A Magnetto Influence Philosophy

Fri, 24 Sep 2010 20:29:00 +0000

Where am I?
A Magnetto Influence Image

Thu, 23 Sep 2010 08:09:00 +0000

My Human Rights and First Class

In my adult life
I have had
20 years of it

Putting up with

Someone sniffling and snorting
Continuously on a 9 hour coach trip

Children crying loudly with
Parents who think other travellers
Actually like to hear their children cry

Idiots eating mince onion pasties
Not even aware they are
Stinking out the carriage
How disgusting they look
Chewing and munching such junk food
In front of people they don't know

Sitting next to someone
Who was not aware or didn't care
About their body odour problems
Or that
Their breath or clothes stank
Or maybe both

Listening to pathetic
Supposed private mobile phone calls

Watching young children
Shout and run along the carriage
As if it was a playground

The list is endless, horrible

I'm tired of inconsiderate people
I just want my own little space
Don't want to bother anyone
Is that too much to ask?

Thank heavens for First Class
Oh, you get idiots there too
But nowhere near as many in Economy

Roll on, Euston

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Mon, 20 Sep 2010 22:46:00 +0000

Always think you and life are crazy. Don't ever think you are sane or normal. Doing this keeps life simple.

A Magnetto Influence Philosophy

Fri, 13 Aug 2010 19:04:00 +0000

The Swede

I was sharing a room
With him in Earls Court

I never seen
Him for the first few days
But I knew he was there
Because of his suitcase
And the different kinds of liquorice
That were left on the table

When I fist met him
He was smartly dressed
In expensive black clothes
He had good taste
And spoke good English

When I asked
What he did
For a living
He told me he travelled the world
Visiting churches
and playing their organs -
I reckoned
He had had a brilliant careers advisor

I could tell he was a homosexual
But I liked him for his individuality
For not following
The rest of the herd

On shaking his hand
Before he got on a train to Greece
I felt I had met
Someone special
Someone clever enough
To show the world
How wrong
It had got it

A Magnetto Influence Poem

Sun, 27 Jun 2010 23:07:00 +0000

"The cost of living is ridiculous - the only time I feel I am getting value for money is when I buy alcochol...." A Magnetto Influence Thought

Thu, 17 Jun 2010 09:42:00 +0000


We decided to get organised for the afternoon. Sean and myself gave Bolty money with our betting instructions and he set off for the bookies whilst we headed up to the video shop. It was a hot, humid day and the small video shop was stuffy and stank of sweat. Most of the videos it hired out were complete rubbish. We headed straight for the top shelf porno section. There were about ten soft-core porn films there, all with very eye-catching covers.
“I’ll go and ask to see if he has any hardcore films under the counter,” Sean whispered.
I gave him a give it a try look.
He stood around for a moment trying to pluck up the courage to go and ask the trendy male video-store owner for some illegal hardcore - he was about to make his move when a good-looking girl came into the store. On seeing the girl Sean quickly diverted his walk and stood to browse at the family section. I continued to look through the action / thriller sections wondering who in their right mind would hire out and watch such dross. The good-looking girl handed in a video she had rented and exited as quickly as she had entered.
Without anymore hanging around Sean went straight to the video storeowner. “Alright, eh, we are having a little bit of a party and we’re wondering if ye’ve got anything a bit stronger on the porn side under the counter or wherever you keep it,” he said hesitantly and quietly. His face had gone a bit red.
The storeowner took a quick look under the counter. “Sorry pal, they are all rented out at the moment.”
Sean looked at him pleadingly, as if the video-store owner was playing a cruel joke.
“Honest pal, you can have a look round here if you want!” the owner said with a friendly smile on his face.
“Na, it’s alright. I believe you,” Sean said a bit embarrassed as he walked away from the counter.
Before Sean got anymore despondent I pulled ‘Women Who Really Like It’ from the top shelf – it’s cover featured several sexy looking middle-aged women, all in sex positions with slim men who had moustaches and had shoulder length hair. “Here, take this one and lets get outta here!”
An extract From Courses for Non-Runners - a Magnetto Influence Novel

Mon, 14 Jun 2010 22:18:00 +0000

Where am I? A Magnetto Influence Image