About Phil Maund

I was born in Blackpool, England in the golden age of radio comedy and off-the-wall humour.

I learned at an early age that when you have something to say, it can be better communicated via rhyming words. People just seem to take more notice this way, and humour brings folks closer together too. Another early lesson was that humour can have consequences – when I was just twelve years old I had a poem banned from a public grammar school reading for being politically incorrect, but I didn’t let that devastating snub deter me!

Two years later I moved to South Africa, and a whole new world of words and experiences was opened up to me.

I loved then and still do, how the combination of certain words can trigger a series of more words, which can take you on a magical journey of imagination, into a world all your own. Words can be bent on baffling the mind and producing the “oh my word” reaction, which is exactly what I strive to do with all my poems.

I love to get people to react! If I can take a story, old or new, and turn it into a satirical poem, then I will.

Laughter really is the best medicine and while that is a terribly old cliché, it still rings true today. If we can’t laugh at normally dire and possibly awkward situations, then what’s the point?

While my day job is tinkering away with computers and software, I find that there is a kind of synergy as well with my poetry. I want to make life a wee bit easier and I do that through my ‘moral computer support’ and my ‘sometimes immoral’ poems.

With the support of my gorgeous wife, Lynne, and my two stepsons, who are my best and worst fans, I often draw inspiration from everyday life, to turn often familiar stories into poetic puns.

Thank you for stepping into my world. Enjoy dipping into my poetry and taking a laugh at others and yourself.

A roll of the eyes and a shake of the head
Are a poetic punmaker’s butter and bread 
The louder the groaning the broader my grin
My LoonyVerse beckons: why wait? Come on in!