Boredom and Disorder*

Lord, I am bored With this six week summer vacation An open-ended stretch of weeks With way more troughs than actual peeks, What with everyone else I know Having jobs where they choose when not to go: A day off here, a morning there, At times of rest when in need of self-care. Reaping the […]

Under-Occupation Oration*

The fly in my current employment Is not-infrequent lack of deployment… The Sitting Around With Nothing To Do Like a lonely exhibit in Human zoo Is really not my choice of task. Not that anyone would actually ask- It’s simpler after all, I suppose, To generally accept that nobody knows… Which isn’t the way I’d […]

Snipping for England*

Cutting things out of paper Is a fascinating caper: To go from A4 To a model (or more) An inglorious pastime In this life of mine, Unable, it seems, To resist the challenge Of anti-gravitational revenge. The raising of forms With the simplest of features A test indeed For my 3D creatures: The whether-they’ll -stand […]

Under Occupation *

The fly in my current employment Is a tacit lack of deployment… The Sitting Around With Nothing To Do Like a lonely exhibit in Human zoo Is really not my choice of task Not that anyone would actually ask- It’s simpler after all, I suppose, To generally accept that nobody knows… Which isn’t the way […]

Forensic Science

Moment by moment Time silently passes, Waiting for no man But leaving trace on my glasses Of everything I’ve done and seen Through all the moments in between: Sound forensic evidence Recording all the elements Of my personal life and times Which, reading in between the lines, Amounts to little more than dust To which […]

Underemployment*

Boredom. So dull it hasn’t a rhyme, This simple concept of empty time…. Supposedly having no place at work, And frankly, a state beginning to irk. The challenge, then, is how to create An image of engagement for peers to appreciate. And more than that, To bluff the management, So overworked that, in their own […]

Poem In The First Half.

The football season’s started again. Oh, good grief: the Rights of Men To dominate the media with nothing but balls. I can’t say I’m surprised at all. Match Of The Anything sure draws a crowd, Not that there’s really much to be proud of: Laundering money along with their kits- Is there never any end […]