Strictly Come Sitting…*

I’m feeling slightly overwrought By serial footage of competitive sport, The Commonwealth games, an impressive display, Drew me in deeper day by day: Grace, endurance and dedication All for the pride of our home nation, Me on the sofa (nothing new there!) Rapt with attention and starting to care To the point when I found […]

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, […]

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 […]

Cause Célèbre*

It’s my birthday. A peculiar affair, Almost as if there’s nobody there. Not that I have any great expectations It’s just an inevitable situation: As anyone born in August will know Tis the annual season to rise and go Anywhere the rain won’t vex -Don’t forget the sunscreen, hats and specs! Even if only as […]

Track & Field*

I’m feeling slightly overwrought By serial footage of competitive sport… As if the football season Was not sufficient reason For sitting on the sofa, glued to the screen Wondering what might happen And then, what might’ve been; Not really understanding the draw, Much less, the business of keeping score Until I caught crossed paths with […]

Armchair Linesman*

Wimbledon’s just now done and dusted. Plenty there to be deconstructed, Watching the re-runs and slo-mo clips In between the fish and chips… I really just don’t get it at all, The human need to chase a ball, Historically linked by convolution To hunter-gathering evolution, The basic need for proteined food A focus for the […]

Sports Day*

Sports Day… A muffled hooray Belying an inner sense of dismay, The prospect of showing how very unable I ever was in a competitive stable. Couldn’t do anything sporty at all, Except perhaps an inelegant fall… My ‘sports education’, if you’d call it that, To be given a ball and sometimes a bat And simply […]