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 […]

Dignity and Decline*

My mum is in a twilight zone: Happy in company, lost on her own, Somehow dissolving with the passage of time Returning to dependence in her silent decline. Happy enough to be part of the crowd Only if we speak up loud, Though she always looks attentive -Quite a skill, justifiably defensive… Perhaps it’s a […]

Chaos Theory*

Is it possible I was born predisposed to be untidy, Complex genetic coding the foundation of my lot, The propensity for mess, for chaos and disorder A hard-wired condition of automatic pilot? Or am I a natural-born hoarder, An Accumulator Of Stuff, Kept with care In-case-it-comes-in-handy? (…Is that not reason enough?!) The procurement of ephemera […]

Secret History*

My dad was a remarkable man Who lived below the radar Keen not to court attention Lest people thought him bizarre, Judging, as is folks’s wont, His countenance and not his grace The colour of his skin Not the mind behind his face. He told us stories when we asked About the life he’d led […]

Injunctions*

Blood is thicker than water, Implying from Day One The coulda-shoulda-oughta-* Kinda undertakings implied by genetics That, over time, hone to family polemics Passed unquestioning across generations, The unnoticed ceding of trophy vexations Urging their way to a marketable brand With nobody pausing to try and understand Just exactly how these have grown, Passively, silently, […]

Fathers’ Day*

My dad was a remarkable man who lived below the radar, Keen not to court attention lest people thought him bizarre, Judging, as is folks’s wont, his countenance and not his grace: The colour of his skin, not the man behind the face. He told us stories when we asked about the life he’d led […]

Food For Thought*

The modern hunter-gatherer Is something of a mitherer¹… Stalking round the supermarket, Lugging their trolley rather than park it Lest there’s something so obscure On special offer- a bargain for sure Irrespective of whether the thing Is actually worth the bother of queueing ; Taking the ticket with Lottery hope, Trying with all your might […]