Roger Hudson


Roger Hudson Poems

1. Pleasures Of Puberty 7/1/2013
2. Automaton 7/31/2013
3. In Pretty Prague 7/31/2013
4. Like A Gangster Movie 7/31/2013
5. Winter 1947 7/31/2013
6. Not Beautiful 7/31/2013
7. Migrants 8/29/2013
8. The City's Backside 8/29/2013
9. How You Say It 8/29/2013
10. Cartoon Fear 8/29/2013
11. Sometime Never 8/29/2013
12. Infectious 8/29/2013
13. Electric Storm 12/24/2017
14. Swansong For Pets 12/24/2017
15. Petri Dish 12/24/2017
16. Manhattan 12/24/2017
17. Colours Of New York 12/24/2017
18. Vodka And Snow 12/24/2017
19. Macho The Builders Strut 12/24/2017
20. Political Wasteland 12/24/2017
21. Metaphors Of Misery 12/24/2017
22. Spike 12/24/2017
23. Waking 12/24/2017
24. What's It For? 12/24/2017
25. Fireworks 12/24/2017
26. Public Grief 12/24/2017
27. Commuter Zombie 12/24/2017
28. Token Friends 12/24/2017
29. Cocoon 12/24/2017
30. Memories Of Ben 12/24/2017
31. Drogheda On The Boyne 12/28/2017
32. Bridge Over 12/28/2017
33. Welcome Home 12/28/2017
34. St.Laurence Gate 12/28/2017
35. First Frost 12/28/2017
36. Betrayal 12/28/2017
37. Memories Of Near Revolution - Or Was It Near Coup? 12/28/2017
38. Aldwych Theatre, London 22 October 1962 12/28/2017
39. Always In Black 12/28/2017
40. Artic Circle Challenge 12/28/2017

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In A World Of Grown-Ups

So what is it this adulthood?
You see them on the telly
Being interviewed
These adults
Talking with assurance
as though they know
how the world works
have the ability to control it
work with it
until the crisis hits
the panic
when it turns out
they don't
they behave like the children
we all are
do what the stronger tell them
the big boys
the financiers
the bank managers
the developers
the bullies
then hide away
say nothing
do nothing
hoping the problem will go away
like a child

Are they all pretending
To be ...

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Like A Gangster Movie

The hesitant phonecall from the callbox across the road
The gloomy stairwell and lift
The setting sun picking out the backs of old sandstone buildings
Glimpsed through the window
The big green leather-topped desk in oak panelled office
The broad-shouldered heavy-featured man
Leaning into the pool of light from the one green-shaded desk lamp
His eyes penetrating the supplicant for any sign of weakness
The tension

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