Anthology Vol IV Jon Bun Onion: A Poetaster's Progress
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In life you were the man for all seasons,
From whom I sought the guiding light of reason,
The dearest friend that never needed my amends,
The older brother who guided me like no other,
You who opened a door through which I walked,
But never alone, for you were on the other side, too.
Yes, you were more to me than you’ll ever know,
Yes, you are more to me than you’ll ever know.
And it’s thanks to you that now I grow into a person whose light you showed,
A light, a torch to you for my life and more.
For all you’ve given me – for what little I gave you in return.
Christopher Bellamy
Christopher Bellamy is an Englishman, 43, born in the U.K., although considers himself a citizen of the world and has lived and worked far and wide, most recently Hong Kong. Christopher began writing poetry in 2008 and has since completed six volumes of original poetry, In The Beginning Was The Word, Poetry in Motion (S*x On The Beach Part I), Inappropriate Words for Every Occasion, the present work, At The Merest Whisper of Your Gentle Voice, I Find Myself With Child, Tales From CCCLXV Labian Nights, an espionage novel, BLINDSPOT Alpha and a second novel, Once Upon A Nightmare. Christopher is currently writing his seventh volume of poetry: Who Was The Man With The Iron Arse? He is also working on a number of other writing projects and commissions.
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Anthology Vol IV Jon Bun Onion - Christopher Bellamy
About the Author
Christopher Bellamy is an Englishman, 43, born in the U.K., although considers himself a citizen of the world and has lived and worked far and wide, most recently Hong Kong. Christopher began writing poetry in 2008 and has since completed six volumes of original poetry, In The Beginning Was The Word, Poetry in Motion (S*x On The Beach Part I), Inappropriate Words for Every Occasion, the present work, At The Merest Whisper of Your Gentle Voice, I Find Myself With Child, Tales From CCCLXV Labian Nights, an espionage novel, BLINDSPOT Alpha and a second novel, Once Upon A Nightmare. Christopher is currently writing his seventh volume of poetry: Who Was The Man With The Iron Arse? He is also working on a number of other writing projects and commissions.
Dedication
To the very few people I’ve loved.
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Gospel
08 December 2016
Mexican food that makes you shit thrice
Severance pay equals a severance package
Time mite emit item it tie met me Tim
In a blast furnace with
A busted flush
Having a busted arse and fist fuck
Seven sisters with five pairs of tits over whom 12 brothers masturbate of a Sunday
Reek havoc and Kapok and thence from whence they came know none but Hector the Dane
Hector the Dane, he of no name, knew Hetty the Vain, she who was lame
At midnight on October 13 in Maine several old maids drank milk from a vein
The vein was in a phallus belonging to a horse with no main
And Peter Threfall awoke for Chris Topher the Gay
Kristallnacht was lived again and again
And still we have no answer and no better claim
That’s no more of an indictment than if God slew us all again
The Gospel According to a Woollen
Sweater
08 December 2016
What one sees there is a history of convolution never meant to be present
A blue bottle quivering over the rotting corpse of a whore seem like unto manticore
Wherefore more could be done until the rising of the sun but in the end the dead men
On the bench of the living raise their heads while the tiniest moonbeams of the lame
Remain and a room full of lawyers speak of arcane matters pointless like mad hatters Speaking only of Jan Vermeer the face, head, body, legs and feet are missing and only
The hair remains from which you can identify the Satanic barbarian which maims
Shlomo Banana A History
Of The Blues
10 December 2016
St. George atop and bestride his horse slaying the Martian
A magpie of gnomes
Slashed on the rings
Pitched in turds – they are the words
Snatch and blow
Pitched in turds – they are the words
The souls of whores bought and sold
A sheet of blow
A flagon of blow – screams of lust
A flagon of blow – the life of the beast
In the land of the dragon sits an isolated encampment, the nine fragrant hills rampant
Manna from Heaven and Henna
Skewered
Purpli
12 December 2016
I’ve given all to my clitoris,
I’ve given all to my clitoris,
I’ve given all to my clitoris – I’m glad it’s not her!
My finger I take and slide it right in!
I’ve given all to my clitoris and I’m glad it’s not her!
It’s soft and it’s wet like boiled tomatoes,
It’s soft and it’s wet like boiled tomatoes,
It’s soft and wet like tomatoes and stinks like his rear!
The Gospel According to Utterly
Pretentious Bollocks
(Lords and Ladies)
12-20 December 2016
A blush of boys paralyzed by ploys
A drunkship of cobblers drunken bollocks
A hastiness of cooks and in Maryland party rooks
A stalk of foresters and militant rollockers
A faith of merchants – compulsory handouts for greedy mendicants
A malapertness of pedlars – I certainly didn’t know they were elephants
A pity of prisoners – I’m the gaoler of miserliness
A glozing of taverners – what can’t I get lather my little puss?
A shrewdness of apes – the baleful jackanapes
A herd of asses – sat at a table drinking molasses
A pace of asses – being ridden by comely lasses
A troop of baboons – my goodness what a poltroon!
A cete of badgers, eminent were the mountaineers!
A sloth of bears from where come the tears?
A swarm of bees, brought down low to his knees!
A drift of bees, mirthless in dungarees
A hive of bees, nesting snuggly in Dundee
An erst of bees – the pride of the Maccabees!
A flock of birds in flight, mighty big turds!
A flight of birds immersed I said first
A pod of birds in flight, what a sight!
A herd of buffalo couldn’t fight for a bungalow
A gang of buffalo are far too slow
An obstinacy of buffalo reign in the backwoods of Canada
A bellowing of bullfinches left me at sixes and sevens
A drove of bullocks smells fishy like truffles
An army of caterpillars carry around a mighty queen in a litter!
A clowder of cats couldn’t catch all the rats!
A glaring of cats sit smelling of fats!
A herd of cattle all my goods and chattels
A drove of cattle make me sit on my mettle
A brood of chickens – a fine good finger lickin’
A clutch of chickens – very slim pickings!
A peep of chickens would rather hide than make a living!
A chattering of cloughs – akin to chattering sluts!