Shock Prospect
Far worse than what we did expect :
one hundred billion in debt
extra, added to The National
in six months, ultra abnormal
just to stay in power.
We think
of making them crowd out, and blink
in Downing Street at the light tanks
on the tarmac, soldiers with blanks.
Retraction Sonnet
There can come a moment de crise
with time at a halt, deaf to pleas
and the unthinkable. Garden peas,
if you have them, grow important,
for some, in a baked beans moment,
if you live in America, wealth
sent to New Zealand, in a stealth
move to avoid catastrophe
and the likely worst. Zimbabwe
haunts The Bank of England, the Gold
halved by Gordon Brown to a hold
somewhere in Switzerland, Weimar
Germany another Terror,
from which came Adolf Hitler.
A Nigel Moment
Well - if we can gas half of them
then we will not have a problem.
( Survivors troop to Bethlehem.
Others here, to their Mosque mayhem.)
1940
Perpetually, disaster
sovereign in the mind, an acre
of sunlit green a near vista.
Maths Lesson For Rachel
Each extra hundred billion
costs, per annum, five billion
in interest, to debt zillion.
You must think of losing children.
Poison Ivy Camden
Streets crawling with the abysmal
drifter, never near a Hymnal,
foul of mouth, into gluttony
on the money borrowed, lazy
and taking it all for granted
eating whatever they wanted.
Lab. claimed sponging was deserving
unto the very last serving.
Giant motors zip, not swerving
the dark fanatic unnerving.
Coup Revenge Target
One Gordon Brown, for conspiring
to fathom the writer, during
the long Battle of The Arun
Valley. Due at The Old Bailey.
The starter text : my The Liars
and now, from them, thicker layers.
He wanted me underwater,
unweighted, never to recover.
The unmarked grey helicopter..
October 22nd cf City AM front page
Relish The Irony
Embedded therein, MI9.
The British Army of The Rhine
(my father HQ Commandant)
risen, to quietly invade
and form a Cenotaph Parade,
the PM served with a Warrant
for his arrest. The Central Charge :
for Moslem, Negro, luxury
rather than building Infantry
the act of a traitor at large,
The Trial to be at Bovington
not a left-wing Court in London.
More, he side-lined the Christian
and worked to betray Albion.
Finale Triplet
A man who betrays sa famille
to public ridicule, we grill.
In solitary, time to fill
(as I have known, thanks to Corbyn).
School Reform
Daily Christian Assembly.
End of Internet trembly.
A ban on North Country phlegmy.
They really ought to stop spitting,
remain rigid at a sitting.
Instead of Netflix, get knitting.
Air Time
Futile pavement conversation
on a mobile telephone,
snorty, and why ? is the question.
Another lingo dimension.
Is the user barely human,
or from the subterranean.
If they were born into Hades
on their way to being crazies
October 23rd 9 am unto noon
The Imbecile for Sipson
That, to describe a certain class
needing guidance from The Home Guard.
We do not need a Third Runway
just to service the in-between
wrecking an ancient village green.
At Heathrow, one day, playful seal.
Better as golf-playing fairway.
We do not need the imbecile
governing, taking the wheel.
Soon, no country left to steal.
Forgetful Rachel
You forget what Lenin soon learnt
that notes, once burnt, are truly burnt
with the idea of work, a taunt
which others would do in their haunt
after famine. You cannot save
living for free unto the grave.
October 24th 4 pm
Conspiracy To Murder Rap
for The Camden New Journal
Another suspect : Hogan-Howe
ref. Colonel Guy Long, SHAEF/Nato.
Hogan-Howe, a love-in with Moscow.
Now, spend numbers are way below.
Hang for undermining NATO.
Camden Town Hall, causing damage.
Streets crawling with human garbage.
Camden, a hot-bed of treason
so Left, to be beyond reason.
They fund welcoming the savage.
Immigrant Testing for Reform
Either drill, to serve The Nation
or go for quick deportation.
Apply to the wrong five million,
starting at a railway station.
Dominus Vobiscum. Deo
Take everything, you have nothing.
For the return of the horse-whip.
You get great girls out riding.
Before Hunting, more than a sip !
Drunk, good at giving you the lip
French, after The Hunt Ball dancing.
Rachel Speech Introit.
Tell House half the population
make no Welfare contribution
after a Tax computation.
This is bad for Long Division !
October 25th half written during
early morning Mass in Latin.....
Student Seamus
His Death of a Naturalist
like Lupercal, a better bet.
Tactile, little to forget.
Budget Notes For Rachel
From booming taxing, and cutting
cost, you need to, within six month
stand and deliver one hundred
billion pounds to Treasury.
Or, our future, Argentina
or the land of the banana
and starving millions half dead.
Or, buy The Home Guard Agenda
for we have a Budget ready
with a great deal of spreading.
Or, face the rage of the uncouth
seeing no future for the youth.
Now is no time to cook the books
or, get a visit from The Spooks.
Sunday October 26th
Lost Lines And Not Silver
Visitor with a revolver
(spare couplet) drawn from the shoulder.
Imbecile Sunak
How dare you figure up again.
You lost the momentum for pain.
They are much too fat in Yorkshire,
with no command of language fair.
The land has no discipline.
All people want is Vaseline.
One hundred per cent GDP
debt fled, along with Normandy.
Unlike Thatcher, her hard money.
Soft money : degeneracy
and the end of civility,
the eating of morality.
Area Destruction for the CNJ
Behind Chalk Farm Tube, skyscraper,
still more for the carpet bomber
and the very angry voter.
C'est la fin de je ne sais quoi
et le triomphe sale de la tour.
Nos a malo, sed libera.
To Falling Leaves
Time, sur le bord de l'abime
can survive with catechism,
and the heavenly madrigal
pointing to a higher angel.
There, in the doomy, to astound
questioning if the world is round.
Le moment existential
est le meillleur en beau Cantal.
Certainement, Sartre Jean-Paul
et peut-etre oui, pour Pascal.
Nostalgie
Aurillac, a Clermont-Ferrand,
manquer le train sur le chemin.
Ou est les bateaux sur le lac
et les femmes beaux, avec un sac.
Beaucoup des mots pour le salon !
apres le temps dans le jardin.
Octobre 27th dans le matin
Addenda to October Coup + Pf
Henry Moore Revisited
He established the heroic
bordering the Egyptian epic.
War work began at Tilbury,
his entombed trapped in history.
Ex. Internal Unrest (Oxford 1975)
Merging cypher and amnesia over tea,
College wife, filed 'sleeper', subject to scrutiny.
last couplet of 10 lines - written 1988. Cf Stasi
The Doom Of Essex
L. Strachey : the monotony
of Roman afternoons, Tyrone
protected, pensioned by The Pope
had, fled from Ulster, life to sweet rope.
Queen Elizabeth, old, sent, won
leaving his Estates to infamy.
October 29th LS wrote in 1928
Te Memorem Virgo..
La Figlia Che Piange
He wrote : Lean on a garden urn
to her, calling to weave sunlight
in her hair, staying on to spurn
condemned in a yearn triangle,
he wanting the perfect angle.
How Dare
How dare The Apostate King strip
with no Nicene Creed past his lip
and giving Latin a filip.
A Prince from birth, a Prince from birth
like a Baron Presumed, on earth
even with the matter of girth.
Rich Men Do after Catullus
A procuring of a glam Nymph
with time, be understandable,
as partner women age, a lymph
exudation from sore a bore,
and your money buys a tumble
for the maiden can frolic more.
Choke Points
90 per cent of Nividia
chips made TSMC Taiwan
( The Blackwell Ultra GPU )
a fact born in mind into war.
And a move to Arizona.
Rare Earth Elements make one wan.
Pain Acute
I will never see France again
even, hidden, in pouring rain
apart from over Aquitaine.
Proven Right (Summa)
It was Paul Hindenburg (Junker)
who would make Hitler Chancellor.
( My text : A Prusso-Nazi Coup).
Source : Fateful Hours The Collapse
of The Weimar Republic by Volker
Ullrich (2025). My wip : W2EQ '15.
October 31st
November Fireworks Coda
Monstrous Humburg
The King denied his Divine Right
by a-flirting with The Devil
and failing to recite The Creed,
in the hour of Abbey need
letting in Mecca-ist evil,
worse than The Duke of York sex blight
in the land of the idiot,
and the prize-winning idiot
darkening into greater night.
The Lying Duke
Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, Windsor.
The 'Firm' lied during The Great War
and, to stop it, could have done more.
Which Monarch was a torturer ?
Listen to Silas The Martyr.
November 1st
Impromptu For Heseltine
The problem, of social structure,
the minority becoming
majority, over-breeding
on State benefits, pro rata
and half of the population
making zero contribution,
avoiding any taxing
at all, to the Welfare living.
Hence, a looming conflagration
and this not a pretty picture.
November 1st The Library
Partisan Agenda (Part)
Seizure of traitor BBC,
closure of Media City
with all that Northern wittering,
in favour of BBC South
with smart Sandhurst English by mouth.
Block that dizzy-left twittering.
For J after Auden
The buses must run on time.
There is many a mountain to climb.
The Leader of the Partisans
dream-came to me, off her quick-sands.
Blonde, Aryan, she was begging
for more guns down by the harbour
and bullets, for machine-gunning
and she to be our saviour
in a tight skirt of black leather.
J can understand the sublime.
No Government At All
They speak barely English at all.
On air, their indistinct mumble.
Risk being put against a wall.
Royal Atonement
The partial King, in the Pulpit
of St Paul's Roman Cathedral
the due Nicene Creed to recite
in Latin, then hear it sung well.
Slum Maintenance (ex '30s)
or, The Octopus
For The National Trust : lost farmland
south of Eastbury Manor, grand !
the garbage people, disposable.
The Tythe Barn : rebuild, with a Well.
Suddenly, you have to get up and go :
that Barking Council, corrupto.
Housing, dead, said each man a hero.
With Dagenham, green corridor.
That incriminating photo.
Dead In The Water (Game)
Both King and The Prime Minister
guilty of Treason, Traitor
and any next move, sinister.
Trumpet Practice
in St Mary's NW3
November sunlight, treachery
and shining The Last Post ready
for hearing into as Verdun.
To Eastern Down
From Fenton House, to Havering-
atte-Bower, afternoon viewing
from first floor east, near her landing.
November 2nd finis cf Lady Bingham
Crowding Endless after TSE
The hooded hordes populating
the pavements by the million
are death jittery, ever wanting
and perpetually, snarling.
Fake Monarchy for Dimbleby
Masquerading as of Windsor
when of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha,
repugnant of Normandy
and they who brought civility.
For The Firing Squad
or, Criminal Conspiracy
Seeing a million years, in rain :
of course, you cannot, only pain
though barely that ; the early years
or, the original, to fears
being, a word, cosmic savage
inheriting with no language.
Time is a construct, and a year
the billions out there like a year.
*
Our Government must be put down
for booming the savage, no frown
visible, irresponsible
beyond belief, and the Church bell.
Encouraging, they, savagery,
breed illiterate lunacy.
November 10th 9 am plus Sonnet
in two parts -- one redactable -- finis - non
Errant Chancellor
for The Times
Only seventy billion more
to go, cutting the cash cost claw
or you, with Brown, will be no more
The Home Guard '40 at your door.
Treason, that hundred billion more
of Public Debt, a running sore.
There lies a truculent odour,
in need of a purifier.
November 11th after Dawn Lauds
Riposte To Blair Starmer
None have a right to anything
without effort and discipline,
including your way of speaking
even when under tarpaulin.
An end to State-funded vermin.
You harboured votes by fattening.
Everyone is for turning
and off, cowed into duty learning.
November 11th (1) and November 12th
Mangy Vermin Dunciad
The Oxford Union must be white
and prepared to fight the good fight
instead of bringing on the night.
A mangel-wurzel is gutter,
with the grinning of a nutter
who loves the spreading of butter.
AI Querying For AI
Can AI be a liminal
event, to fine-tune the civil :
what of The Guardian Angel.
Why, your art, so dead terrible :
can you cushion an animal.
Suddenly, she, a blonde angel
appeared, love beyond an evil :
do you have the years to triple.
Ruin Politicos
The Left-wing Cambridge BBC,
subverters of democracy
keeping ending Welfare foggy
and The National Debt, treacly
their leaky Ship of Fools beachy.
all November 12th am finis finalement
From The Cancelled
A Society cancelling
truth is well and truly doomed,
not least by the endless lying
of the gangsters who have presumed
power. I write, an outsider
their outright criminality
based on utter stupidity.
One looks like a fat-faced Hitler.
Beware the outpouring of rage,
as you cultivate your garbage.
November 14th - when facts change
your position has to change
To Balance The Books
a reminder to The Chancellor
Fifty billion more in taxes,
fifty billion in spending cuts
with an axe to huge benefits.
Need monthly cash : IT, VAT.
A hundred billion more debt, no,
no, tell the people the say-so.
Debt six months : five billion p.a.
interest cost ; pay to zero.
That, if you multiply by ten
you go stealing from the children.
November 15th ten more lines from
the cancelled, censored by The Times
Auditory Atrocity
ref The Dread Wes
Slanging like a dud town butcher,
callow as muck, ranty jaunter
too crass to be a Minister,
idiot from a brash order.
Of fine English, no respecter,
unfit to be in Westminster.
Radio needs a smart actor
for he of a lower order.
The sooner they die, the better
so many only palaver.
Lost PM
Abandoning elocution,
he a disgrace to The Nation
until midnight, The Election
and lost, the bright electrician.
Brain Dead, Macclesfield
Fattening the fat family
for more, on debt, insanity
born of irresponsibility.
For new debt paying, the money :
cash five billion, annually.
Smiling Massive
Together, like apparatchiks
in big-faced, big-boned Conference
row, grinning in a Soviet
Union, Warsaw satellite
at the triumph of the peasant !
Afterward, thigh-slapping high jinks.
November 14th to November 18th
Overall, 25 for Keith Douglas
The long quantitative easing,
and that fixity on consuming
as being healthy, girl-macho
led to a degeneracy
unknown to pilots' tally-ho !
the Germans, in nineteen forty.
Austerity : good for the soul,
enabling one to feel whole
and at par, back from patrol
regarding the fresh bullet hole.
Gen Z, living on the spoil
has to ginger for the recoil.
Two more lines to go : I not know
what to do with the vertigo.
November 19th noon + 3.45 pm.
Delirium Tremens
To be competitive, cut costs
to the bone to survive the frosts
of winter, and of being bled
by Statism in the bed,
destroying your initiative,
and children made to go native
and, heard, jibbering jabbery
not understood beyond silly.
For them, no hope of employment
The State funding all enjoyment.
For arch saboteur Gordon Brown
the State was the economy,
given life by funny money
riching the only show in town.
Casus Belli 3
I had intended that my Text
would give a guide to what is next.
November 20th 4 pm
Echo Questioning
Another Munich Agreement
for peace in out time. Latvia,
is it off the war Agenda ?
What of Czeckoslovakia ;
Russia has ruined East Prussia.
What of dancing in the street,
the Mary in Mariupol,
the fled rapist for Interpol.
They could mass upon the border
with Donbas, pretending order.
November 22nd im Joan T today
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Back story to carry forward :
Compounded Extracts
from lines/ part lines 1972
The hard night wind,
the Horse of war with hooves that turn the grit
turn the final silence.
In the milling midst, the blazing
white flare and demand of the dove.
The negotiation of manifold systems of water.
In an overpass of some hell or other
heat and coma chance the scyther,
an instrument of time. Surplus.
The bright lady of electrocuted veins,
(does show) the taut steel
strands of pain are parted. Flux.
*
A coup could destroy me and you.
Extracted 1996 -- respaced October 29th
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Some (not all) lost files and Notebooks have
been discovered. In 2005 I confected some
Language Poetry for Barque in Cambridge
and, otherwise, extrapolated Hells in Belgium.
A next Project is to use the top right bar in
www.christophertrumanzenstructures.com
to see what, if nothing, else the experimental
materiel looks like. In fact, the work could
not transfer to Jpeg files -- it needs the Info
Pages 'Horatian Scroll Down' for display...
much of the work remains totally fearful...
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