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 […]

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 […]

Inked*

Summer time and the occasion arises To let go those little up-sleeve surprises… Tattoos hidden away for the winter (As a way to keep warm, what could’ve been simpler Than saving these sanctified works of ink And avoiding the looks that say what some folk think…?) Though gone are the days of American piety, Hiding […]

George Street Vintage*

George Street Vintage is my choice of design house. Uniqueness of style for an interesting blouse As much a well chosen gentlemen’s shirt- (The buttons are reversed but that doesn’t hurt)¹. Enough of a choice not to suffer the indignity Of meeting someone dressed the same way as me (Which happened in a pub one […]

Let Them Eat Cake*

Cake in the staff room, The sit, chat and laugh room, Sat on the pastiche eighties chairs Reflecting on the day’s affairs: Coffee and banter (The occasional ranter!) Holding a mirror To our collective endeavour: A space for debriefing, Reflection and reprieving, What to do next time And when to walk away. Students improving (A […]

Storage Solutions*

I have a place of storage That’s frankly an utter disgrace, Safe in the knowledge That everything is securely in its place… No archive files or fancy chest Or cabinets to curtail my mess, No costly items of furniture To enhance my paper architecture. Simpler and more foolproof than that A modest structure, still reasonably […]

Educynicism*

Houston, we have no bananas. The aliens abducted them all. And with that, they’ve taken my marbles Though I thought I’d stowed those in a vault… Somebody tweaked the rip-cord And loosened that sailor-proof knot; The bottom’s dropped out of my carrier bag- I’m up to my ears in the lot. I thought I was […]