Saturday, 10 January 2026

10th January 2026

 



morning sunshine

backlighting frosty streets

neighbour's trash


© Rachel Green January 2026


2006: The Internet is for Porn

2026: AI is for Kiddie Porn.


"We're not a bunch of paedophiles," says Don,

destroying Epstein's documents tout suite;

"I wasn't mates with Jeffie later on

except on trips to ogle lady meat.

And just because dear Elon pays me well

it doesn't mean that I use Grok at all

except to make my pictures look so swell

that people for my schilling schemes will fall.

Republicans use X like necklace pearls

to poke some harmless fun at Lefty Loons

by using Grok to undress little girls

('it isn't kiddie porn's our favourite tune.')

 And if the Brits do ban the Musky app

 I'll add a load of sanctions till they stop.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026


Friday, 9 January 2026

9th January 2026

 



overnight snow

shovelling outside paths

grateful neighbour

© Rachel Green January 2026

American Gestapo


While Donnie makes his private wars upon the world

and states he now wants Greenland and Cuba;

capitalist propaganda plans unfurled

with cash-for-favours from his mighty poobah.

Meanwhile, his personal Gestapo kill

whoever might annoy them most of all

Minnesotan roads are snowy, still,

and stained with blood from a victim's fall.

Meanwhile here, the would-be dictator states

we will abide by Putin's wise decree

when he's Prime Minister our fates

will be a Russian subsidiary.

 Agent Ross, who shot "lesbo" Renee Good

 "killed only the queers, as all ICE agents should."

 

© Rachel Green January 2026


Thursday, 8 January 2026

8th January 2026



Minneapolis murder

ICE agent shoots point blank

at fleeing bystander


© Rachel Green January 2026


On the Burning Origin of 'Guys'


So many things today are named, in truth,

after people once in the public eye.

Think ye of Darwinism (that, forsooth,

religious folk protest until they die!)

Or of Fourth Earl of Sandwich, Montegu

whom while gambling, liked a chunk of meat

between two cuts of bread - now so do you

though oft you swap the beef for something sweet.

Nowadays, at times thou call thy friends as 'guys'

but mayhap you not know from whence this comes

so named for effigies of Fawkes' disguise

'tis now a term for shoddy, ill-dressed bums.

 So though thou think thyself to be polite,

 thy friendly use of 'guys' be not alright.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026


 

Wednesday, 7 January 2026

7th January 2026

 


Donnie's new hair

a pink rinse is the height of fashion

for 1970


© Rachel Green January 2026


On Walking Virtual Streets


How blessed are we with modern internet

when I can Google streetview a French road

and trace my path from Hayley's house to get

to a specific shop from her abode.

Boulevard National I had recalled

but not if we turned left or we turned right;

So up and down the virtual street I walked

ere the shop front that I remembered came to sight.

And then a Google search of said shop name

revealed to me a link to Facebook site

where I could leave a message on the same

to enquire if I could purchase goods, all right?

 But then, for I am clumsy with French language,

 use Google Translate as a culture bandage.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026




Tuesday, 6 January 2026

6th January 2026

 



Christmas decorations

still covering the houses

littering school parents


© Rachel Green January 2026


On the Journey of the Protagonist


Thou writes again with but a shorter frame

of words within thy characters might dwell

and yet progress the plans of Death's new game

and figure out what skill thou can excel.

For relics of the past lead summer on

to the final winter of thy soul,

thy pity checked with need and duty never gone,

and endless infamy to be thy goal.

And though thou be protagonist in tale

in death thou be the villain of the piece

for there be few of women or of male

who desire thee to make their life surcease.

 But when at the end their do their maker meet,

 then they will learn how much of life was sweet.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026



Monday, 5 January 2026

5th January 2026

 



cold morning

pissing on the windscreen

warm water


© Rachel Green January 2026


On Declining to Perform Shakespeare


Duke Orsinio pining for Olivia

whilst shipwrecked twins wash up on separate shores;

Viola wants to serve the Countess all year

but, pining for Sebastian, she cannot offer chores.

So Viola dons some drag to serve the duke

and calls herself Cesario instead

Orsinio sends (him) by some well-plotted fluke

to woo the countess in his stead. 

Meanwhile the brother, Seb, turns up, and dim,

becomes engaged to the lady fair

(because she loves Cesario and thinks he (him)

though Viola loves the duke, I swear.

 But thanks to the Americans, who voted for a joke

 actors in drag are hanged 'til dead by his Red Hatted folk.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026


Sunday, 4 January 2026

4th January 2026

 



coffee pot

bought and sold for six pounds' profit

overdraft fee


© Rachel Green January 2026


Chinook Helicopters over Caracas


Thou hast gone too fast with stolen power

and made excuses far too many times

Thou started with the blatant lie of hour

that Fentanyl was the basis of their crimes.

Then thou seized a tanker full of oil

and claimed it had been stolen from the States

and furthermore that Venezuela's toil

was the reason that you closed the country's gates. 

And now you claim the invasion of their land

is purely for the people's benefit 

which seems to be the hill on which you stand

on Putin being such a piece of shit.

 And now watching the news, we shed a tear

 Your ground troops spreading Caracasian fear.

 

© Rachel Green January 2026