Sporting Chances*

Whatever she does or doesn’t do, It doesn’t feel like she’s much use to you. Except for the business of household chores -All the jobs of work far less interesting than yours. The bathroom, the toilet, the hoovering, the laundry, The kitchen, the yard: Do you see her quandry? The shopping list would even be […]

Revelry Revenge*

So… I got up too early The well-worn routine Too much of a habit For this weary machine. And right from the off, It’s been a disaster Starting with a car That wouldn’t go faster. Wouldn’t, in fact, go anywhere at all, Resulting in a telephone call To a local taxi company Hailing their their […]

Resolution Resolution*

Well, how’s yer head this winter’s morning With the the first day of the New Year dawning…? Champagne bottles and streamers strewn Across the space in every room; Corks lying dormant, their job well done Having popped from those bottles to toast Day One As January returns, an open door, Offering a whisper of hope […]

Great Expectations*

I’ve long come to the conclusion That there’s rising cause for confusion In the popular notion that Man has power To protect every animal, tree and flower Through work in the name of conservation -A complicated situation, Somehow misrepresenting the fact That whatever we do, we can never go back: We can never revoke the […]

Small Steps*

Life is fragile. Fickle as fate. The drive to do stuff before it’s too late Riven with challenge, the rise and fall, In simple pursuit of managing it all. Imagined opportunity Stretching beyond what we think we can see; The open landscape with troughs and peaks Too often obscured by the working week, Skewed in […]

Counter Transference*

Good rest ye, merry gentleman With money left to burn, Courting talented footballers With yearning still to earn The GNP of a Nation State -Get in quick before it’s too late! Add a few more bloomin’ zeros And grab yerself a sporting hero. Never mind any sense of ethics The whole jollybusiness just a little […]

Tomorrow could be the first day of the rest of your life…*

Inch worm, inch worm, Inch towards the end of term… Sticking to that single way That signposts a holiday Squeezing in and out Of tension-filled encounters, (Colleagues that you trust Alongside the Doubters). Resources, rubbish, piled so They signify the time to go, Banquet in the staff room To pacify that sense of doom; Students […]