Check out Poetcasting for some audio tracks of my work - www.poetcasting.co.uk - there are also loads of other excellent and entertaining poets there, so go browse!


There are some (older) tracks on myspace:

http://www.myspace.com/judesimpson  


And some newer stuff on You Tube: 

NEW ADDITION -: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sk-Mn1IbHBg


See also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6_lpe4KkmU&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqpBfUpCQX4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIY-W9hhDPk&feature=channel

RE:JESUS... Click the logo below to see and hear the results of a commissioned poetry project.  Fish, lonely planets, beards, Myspace, falling in Love - and Jesus... 

For a video-recording of "Cambridgeshire" performed by Jude for the BBC's Video Nation / RAW poetry project, click the picture - you will need Real Player

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extract from FOOTBALL TARTS

She's match-fit, and she's made-up, and she's out to get her man,
a thin strip of puff pastry with a layer of thick fake tan,
jeans so tight and skinny you couldn't fit a goalpost in,
hanging half way down her arse to show off her G-string
which is decorated with a diamante St George's flag
whilst matching painted nails clutch a fake Louis V. handbag.
She's drinking too much Smirnoff Ice, she's walking like an Egyptian.
She wants to be a footballer's wife, and she's gonna get her pitch in -

She's a football tart, a football tart,
she's feminism's nemesis, a sweeper's sweetheart.
She wouldn't know the difference between Dali and Descartes,
but the way she plays her game - man! - that's a Work of Art.

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Extract from "Brackenbury Mummy"

They're seen on every pavement, watch those Mummies go,
wiping spots of baby caviar off gucci babygros,
and their toddlers look so cute, in their shorts and Rayban shades
til they open their mouths and sound like William Hague...

Brackenbury Mummy's got a tummy like a vice -
Three pregnancies in four years and she's only missed yoga twice.
So Annette the au-pair tends the brood until nine on Mondays
while Brackenbury Mummy's extending her spine,
staying longer in the lotus, for her knees,
just like Brackenbury Daddy in fact - except,
               his lotus is yellow, and it's called Elise...

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extract from "Dancer"

Figures of speech took my hands, started showing me
steps I'd never known, strung together flowingly.
Graceful phrases found me,
set me on my feet and twirled around me.
The ribbons on my shoes turned to rhythms, from the blues
came the news of a vocal invitation -
the dance had returned, in a new incarnation.
'Cause my limbs are my lyrics, my lips acrobatic.
Stanzas have moved me, and now I'm ex-static.
Once in the wings, under a curse,
today I'm the lead in my own play on words. 

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 all poems (c) Jude

There's no place like homebase...