The Age of Reason*

When we were young, we wanted to grow up But none of us expected to grow old. We listened to our parents and learned from our elders And generally did as we were told… When things went wrong, we found a way To put them back together Constantly re-configuring allegiance Believing we’d been clever. The […]

The Age of Reason*

When I was young It was Oil of Ulay¹ That promised to at least allay The wrinkling of skin beholden of kin Who’d lived and worked and aged with grace, Their history narrated by the lines on their face. They’d stories to tell of their journeys through life From childhood through war time to dutiful […]

Unspoken*

My mother always cared for me With love, strength and dignity From first moments of infancy Til well into my adulthood, Shielding me from the painful Celebrating with the good. Always there when called upon To pick me up and dust me down, Unwritten in her undertaking The stepping back, the mending, making, Knowing when […]

Sexagenarian (!)*

Happy Birthday, Mr Macgregor You’re ageing well, you beggar! Your teeth, no doubt a tad behind Your ever-overactive mind; You hair, a modern mystery Long since confined to history, Leaving one and all to guess What you’ve never yet confessed… The tale of its whereabouts: Did you shave it off Or did it just fall […]

Goods and Chattels*

There’s a sudden rise in tension On the business of workplace pensions, The Laws of Olde maintaining a line That not being wed is far from fine; Those years, decades, of solid commitment Deemed by some to be insufficient, Simply for the lack of a permanent contract From which, it appears, so many retract Finding […]

Waiting Time*

Old age It seems Is an outrage Currently challenging centre stage; A mounting pressure on social resources As H M Government endorses Layer upon layer of financial reduction Ultimately leading to deconstruction Of public services far and wide; This political agenda set to decide The future of Britain’s NHS, A downward-spiralling irreparable mess, Left to […]

A New Year Revelation…*

If Christmas is for the children Are we not all kids at heart, Nervous in our silence For the hope of a fresh start? Worried for the trail we leave With others bound to follow, Just as we’ve done all our lives And will do again tomorrow… The stuff of human learning A job that’s […]