I have a portfolio of features, reviews, poetry and short fiction published in all sorts of places - Belfast Telegraph, Tribune, Ireland's Own, Dalhousie Review, Fairlight Books, Reader's Digest, Reality, Lapwing Poetry, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Spillwords, Dear Reader, Amethyst Review, Black Bough, to name a selection. Oh, and the odd BBC radio contribution. I wrote books on retailing, on dealing with job losses and a biography of film star Stephen Boyd.
My own original Text ©2020 Joe Cushnan (But you can RT!)
WOCKY, TRYING TO JABBER LIKE STANLEY UNWIN
Tis brilliant watching slimy toads
that flobber and guttle in the pond,
all mucksy in the weedlereeds,
calm, at peace and cuddlyfond.
Giggleguffaw at every plop,
sniggersome child enjoying these beauts,
frolically playing with frogs and newts.
In sportly mode, the sniggersome child
would grablunge to catch a slimy toad
but the slimy toad was smart-alecky cute,
leapjumping away to another abode.
And then as duskiness dimmed the day,
off the child would ploddingly stomp,
damplebum-dirty from head to toe
but hungry for a homely din-dinnerly chomp.