Griefed Spite-ning*

  We’ve got bills. They’re multiplying… -Is she losing control? ‘Coz the power She’s supplying, Is atro-phy-ing… She better shape up To the blond bombshell With his heart set on her role She better shape up Before she finds herself Facing life upon the dole She better shape up, If she don’t need that man, […]

Critical Thinking*

Is eighteen really old enough to be declared an adult…? Elevated status adding injury to insult, The Right to Buy, Wed, Vote, and more Suddenly simultaneously laid at your door: A veritable chocolate box of infinite variety, Gifted on assumptions of a grasp of propriety… Knowing, in the modern, common-sense way of living It’s more […]

May/Dismay*

At first, she was stalwart, took the Leavers’ side Kept thinking she and hers could live sans Europe by their side She spent so many words trying hard to persuade Tory politicians Along with various aids. And now she’d vexed, like Humpty Dumpty Falt’ring at the helm like some nautical numpty She should have listened […]

Old Man Donald*

Dear Mr Trump,* I wonder if you know you seem like a chump..? For all your gesturing rhetoric, As a politician, you seem, well, Prehistoric… Perhaps because the front-line media Are wanting the facts to seem a bit seedier- Wanting the world to raise its eyebrow And ask out loud, ‘Lord, tell us how With […]

License to Kill*

The right to bare arms, While intended to calm, With the passing of decades Intones only harm. It’s hard to imagine From over the water Why a nation should sanction Free license to slaughter. America, America, Can you sense the consternation Spreading out across the pond From other concerned nations? -Those who never made that […]

Total Monarchy…*

In this age of ubiquitous technology How is a public ‘apology’ Anywhere near sufficient As an act of reparative psychology To cover for human errors and woes (Even though sometimes that’s how things go- The situation exacerbated When workers by management are berated -And vice versa, it’s true to say: Political disputes seem to grow […]

Opening Gambit*

Oh, dear me, B.H.A.F.C… Whenever was yellow for victory? Third in the order of the rainbow’s scope¹ Already a self-limiting sign of hope Faced with the primary colour of red… Do you wish you’d chosen something else instead? I’m really no mistress of protocol But surely the yellow’s an obvious own goal…?! Historical colour of […]