Neanderthal woman lives…* But not in a purposeful way. Bleary eyed in a cave somewhere Preparing to face the day… The sun has barely risen And little effort makes To enlighten the morning that here unfolds The weekend looming like a crock of gold With little prospect of winning the jackpot (Arguably more of being […]


What does it mean to be ‘older’ In this twenty-first century world? Is it as simple as wrinkles And hair styles permanently curled? -Or, if you’re a chap, trying to slow the fate of a gradually revealing, well-shined pate..? A disposition it’s hard to imagine As successive generations grapple with fashion, Opportunities to help them […]

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 […]

Diamond Life*

Auntie Paulette, Uncle Ray, Congratulations on this special day- Sixty years of life together, Whatever the climate, whatever the weather: A lesson in Love and much as in Life For any potential husband and wife That vows made all those years before, Have stayed their course for six decades more. Love, a many-splendid thing, An […]

Opening Gambit*

Oh, dear me, B.H.A.F.C… Whenever was yellow for victory? Third in the order of the rainbow’s scope¹ Already a self-limiting sign of hope Faced with the primary colour of red… Do you wish you’d chosen something else instead? I’m really no mistress of protocol But surely the yellow’s an obvious own goal…?! Historical colour of […]

Happy Every After*

Happy Ever After- the fairy tale dream Where we sometimes forget things aren’t always as they seem, Misty-eyed wonder at fairy tale endings Forgetting that’s when we were only pretending; Forgetting that lads no longer ride horses, Glued to the Sport and 18-hole courses, These postmodern hunter-gatherer ways Sophisticated, some might say: No riding on […]

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 […]