May Day

Theresa is blinking

May Day, May Day

Brexit is sinking

May Day, May Day

MPs not syncing

May Day, May Day

The Abbott is drinking

May Day, May Day

The Donald is coming

May Day, May Day

Elections are looming

May Day, May Day

Corbyn is cooling

May Day, May Day

The Sturgeon’s for leaving

May Day, May Day

Climateers romping

May Day, May Day

While Greta goes sagging

May Day, May Day

Homelessness rising

May Day, May Day

Knife crime a-climbing

May Day, May Day

More oldies living

May Day, May Day

Health staff deserting

May Day, May Day

It’s fracking annoying!

May Day, May Day

Working-poor growing

May Day, May Day

Huawei’s a-coming

May Day, May Day

Macron provoking

M’AIDEZ! M’AIDEZ!


© David Ellis

Brexit-distracted Tories lose voter trust on core issues: poll

David Ellis - [Twitter: @Davellis123]

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.

Billion dollar whale

Another hot KL night

And nothing base here

but the occasional alto bike

And soprano chit-chat

of the distant jungle.

On the morrow

A court will raise the morning box lid

From its hinges

And swarming mosquitoes

Will take to the famished air

And suck each other’s blood,

colliding like cockroaches

In a small corner of the world.

“when we’re bad

We’re very bad, lah

But when we’re good.....”

The kleptocrat stands trial

To clear his name.

The lawyer makes his case.

You gave yourself gifts

Made in Manhattan

Mansions in LA.

You had your Picasso of artists

Monet in your pocket

And a wolf on Wall Street.

Now your thoughts

Lie behind bars

Padlocked in fear.

And we thrill to the grill.

© David Ellis

1MDB: The inside story of the world’s biggest financial scandal

David Ellis - [Twitter: @Davellis123]

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.

The sun ain’t gonna shine anymore

Stop the birds from singing today

Scott Walker has passed away

Bring me the bottle to dull my eyes

Tell the newsreader it’s lies just lies.

I know of your love for songwriter Brel

Who wrote of dogs and devils from hell

And wrote of funerals, death and going away

But I never thought you’d go today.

You sang of Madeleine and Fat Marie

A grandmama dressed like a Christmas tree

Two ragged soldiers who’d gone too far

And a butterfly lost like a star.

Scott Walker, for me, come what may

Your songs will kiss away the darkest day

Your cold blue fire will ignite the sky

As you sing your final rhymes of goodbye.


© David Ellis

Scott Walker, experimental pop hero, dies aged 76

David Ellis - [Twitter: @Davellis123]

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.

Theresa May

Not just a woman

She’s a god-like sensei

Sent down from heaven to lead us

Observe her contempt

For MPs’ dissent

Which shows that she really does heed us

Am I speaking of the Virgin?

Am I speaking of Lana Del Rey?

No! Theresa May.

Amazon warrior in animal prints

We scurry like skunks just to succour

We love her, exalt her, for all our sins

There’s no way we’d ever chuck her.

Do I speak of Maggie Thatcher?

Is she the Queen of all the UK?

No! Theresa May!  

Dancer, prancer, a keynote orator

She intones her words like a don

Her rewards are troll tweets

And Hammond’s cough sweets

Though they’re not ‘or everyon’.

Do I speak of the Madonna?

Am I talking of the great Doris Day?

No! Theresa May.


© David Ellis

Theresa May battles to save Brexit deal amid threats to oust her

The cough, the P45, the falling F: Theresa May's speech calamity

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.

Frauen aller Länder vereinigt Euch! ♀

Meet Sophie the sophist
Who loves to wear long eye lashes.
She's a glutton for punishment.
Then there's Jodie,
A train driver.
She says men have one track minds.
What about Marilyn?
The jockey who likes a ride.
No dead heats for her.
Meet Señorita Silva
The gold digger.
She thinks size matters, especially for wallets.
Of course Ms Primrose Propper
Would disapprove of the above
Imploring 'get your own metal detector!'
Have you met Miss Jones?
She's an actress
But says she's an actor as she sashays down
The red carpet, décolleté, high-heeled.
What about  Alsayida Aisha?
 She's wearing her abaya, niqāb and gloves
But underneath it's Fleur du Mal, Coco de Mer
And Dior where the sun don't shine. 
Finally, what of Bernadette?Queen of the billabong. 
Saving up for the op – is that wrong?
So what can we say of the above today?
They are all women in every way.
All feminists through and through.
Me too!

© David Ellis

10 feminist pieces to wear on International Women's Day and beyond

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.

Brexitum ad infinitum

Oh, will it neverendum

This son of referendum

Unfurling discontentum

‘Cross Party Conservatorium

-  So lacking in disciplinarian

And good old-fashioned decorum?

Can’t someone please just send ‘em

To the EU’s viginti Septem

To get an agreed addendum,

Expunge each corrigendum

And make a new tenendum,

Not to mention definiendum,

To end this irksome conundrum

That’s caused such great opprobrium

And large intakes of (inter alia) opium,

And create a new agendum

That all can fain credendum,

And bring a pleasing endum

To this Brexit pandaemonium?


© David Ellis

Brexit: All you need to know about the UK leaving the EU

What The Hell Is Going On With Brexit? A Bluffer's Guide To This Week In Parliament

David is a retired English language lecturer and writer of short stories and poems, living precariously close to the fast-receding sand dunes of Merseyside.