A poem for the day … Decommissioning

One from my 2003 collection, Blue Lamp Disco.


His uncle’s last Action Man,
stripped of everything
but a crown
of miniature barbed wire,

is pinned, the arms
outstretched, inside the door
of his granny’s jakes.

She’ll bust a gut.

This nephew gets
a box of cast-off weapons,
tools and uniforms
and half a dozen figures

sprawled in materiel.
‘That’s lush,’ he says. ‘That’s wheeker.’

Author of four collections of poetry, the most recent, The resurrection of the Body at Killysuggen, published in June 2011 by Belfast’s Lagan Press. He blogs about his latest book on www.killysuggen.wordpress.com.