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 […]

Acceptance*

If we feared ‘Strangers’ less and took time to acknowledge That, yes, they’re not party to certain knowledge, If we made ourselves available instead of unassailable And recognised the value of potential contributions, Would that perhaps enable more creative solutions? The building of bridges with hope and expectation A singular contribution to the Future of […]

The Age of Reason*

When we were young, we wanted to grow up But none of us expected to grow old. We listened to our parents and learned from our elders And generally did as we were told… When things went wrong, we found a way To put them back together Constantly re-configuring allegiance Believing we’d been clever. The […]

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 […]

August’s Child*

August’s Child is much neglected, This month for a birthday unwisely selected, Parents (one might speculate) Hoping for a September date… To stake a place in the new school year Ensuring the kid’s developmentally in gear, With those of us born in the summer vacation Left trailing behind under equal expectation And worse than that, […]

Teamwork *

So close- And yet, sooo far… A situation quite bizarre The inching of the summer term Like a weary, half-anaesthetised earthworm, The rise and fall of its linear form a curiously modest endeavour: Unpleasant to touch and doesn’t do much And is not, apparently, clever…. -Not that you’d really be able to see Without protracted […]

Lethiferous Lout*

Someone trashed the window Of me ol’ man’s White Van. Stoved it in proper Just because he thinks he can. Scattering crystalline shards of glass To emphasise this work of class, An act with the intention Of some kind of henchman, With a mind of the mindless Who simply don’t process That actions maketh consequence, […]