Who Do You Think You Are?*

If children are at the stage of trying on identity, Where does that leave the dinosaurs? -The ordinary folk like you and me, Who’ve grown up unquestioningly sure…? Who’ve grown up soundly in our own skin, Not so much a whisper of ‘Out’ or ‘In’, With confidence and parental endorsement -None of that publicised ‘inner […]

Home Comfort*

Do you remember the Good Old Days? The shared simplicity of outdoor play, Of meeting your mates to ride your bikes Of skipping and hopscotch and diamond kites? Of reading and writing and learning to spell, Of nans and grandads with stories to tell Of playing out with kids down the street, Of being polite […]

Pot, Kettle *

As the nights grow long And the days grow shorter Do you worry for the safety Of your son or daughter? -Headphones on and phone in hand, Completely oblivious to the lie of the land: Buses, cars and cyclists surging, Demons on shoulders persistently urging, ‘Take the risk!- See how it feels To touch the […]

Self Defeat*

Girls, girls, girls How has your place in this world Regressed beyond all recognition In the face of media competition Over just about everything From what to say to what to sing; From what to wear, how to style your hair, To how and what and whether to share The most intimate of personal details […]

Existential Crisis*

Dear Lord and Father of Mankind Forgive our human ways: We could stand on the doorstep and argue our case For a month of Sabbath days… The people heading your English church Are leaving some of us in the lurch, Citing your Word as a justification For the self-righteous eradication Of a simple, human right […]

Wear Sunscreen*

Summer time And the Nation’s obsessed With the simple prospect of how to dress, Chaps (to be fair) having limited voice: Shorts versus slacks not much of a choice. Women, though, seem to lose all sense Of how wearing too little may cause offence, Bra straps and worse to be seen from all sides A […]

Abstainers’ Reprieve*

There are thirty-eight shades of Prussian Blue¹ But only one of Tory: The former a personal fascination, The latter a national story… England’s green and pleasant land Now resting precariously in Teresa’s hands While questions are asked across hallowed halls About how on earth this has happened at all… The British Public making it clear […]