N. P. Ryan

Author ~ Poet ~ Music Lover

Skip to content
  • Home
  • About
  • Contact
  • Shop
  • Blog Feed
Search

Swarfega

Vegan Hand Job

September 22, 2018August 18, 2019 / N. P. Ryan / 2 Comments

Verse about fixing motorbikes, becoming a vegetarian and liking clean hands.

Continue reading →

Categories

  • A Life of Crime vs. the Free Market (6)
  • All About Medusa (3)
  • Diary of a Mad Pest Controller (8)
  • Full Blog Feed (219)
  • Legends of Weston (1)
  • Music (32)
    • General (16)
    • Reviews (16)
  • Odds & Sods (25)
  • vs. Poetry (153)
  • vs. Social Media (13)

Drinking in a dingy bar by the sea, crumpled postcard from Her and World’s Biggest Ray Zero for company; then the son of a starts saying I’m cursed. Praise Be to lighting-up another smoke. Inhale, taste a foul brand: the Hex She put on me. Promised Heaven, delivered a dive nightclub Hell. Thank the Lord for liquor loving hot chicks. Though nothing compares to how it’ll feel catching up with Her.

Wanted a quick bit of business and gone. Bath had other ideas. First, battered and left for dead after a hundred heart-breaking truths. Then a Police Chief with a saggy old treasure chest of secrets to keep needs a scapegoat. Dumps me in the middle of corruption so deep it eases through bone to suck greedy at marrow. With every gun pointing my way, Hell, not even He’s gonna get me outta this one.

Recent Posts: N. P. Ryan

White Hills: Mitosis; an interpretation

White Hills: Mitosis; an interpretation

Mitosis is an album that swings from completely submerging the listener within its own narrative realms to the rhythms synching the mind with any task at hand like an internal soundtrack of one’s own making so seamless it almost isn’t there because it feels like it always is. The ability of Mitosis to detach the […]

In With The Inn Crowd

In With The Inn Crowd

One thing I never expected to hear at a punk gig: a shout-out for ex-footballer Gary Lineker, and more so one well received. Such is the embarrassment of messes the BBC has made in dealing with Lineker’s Tweet of disgust for insidious government policy and terminology, the player I once jeered from the terraces when […]

Us We Humanity

Us We Humanity

A verse about us. With thanks to NASA for use of the header image.

Cata Doxa

Cata Doxa

Written when the snow was but a forecast on the TV . . .

Gobbledegook

Gobbledegook

An absurdity of words.

My Tweets

Copyright © N. P. Ryan 2023

  • Home
  • About
  • Contact
  • Shop
  • Blog Feed
Create a website or blog at WordPress.com
  • Follow Following
    • N. P. Ryan
    • Join 114 other followers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • N. P. Ryan
    • Customize
    • Follow Following
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar