I wonder if my mum knows today is in her honour? I dare say not, on account her demeanour. Her mind surrendered to history’s burden, Telling the same stories over again, Crying like a child with the sheer frustration Of knowing the nature of this situation. Yet, in brief moments of clear blue sky, Still […]


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 […]

Lost Profits*

Today’s a bit of a non-day, A non-denominational, do-what-you-want-day. Excepting perhaps for folk with small people, For whom one hopes Santa’s gift will keep all Actively engaged in new exploration With toys and games post-celebration. That is, unless the Sales are calling -A prospect I find completely appalling… Not least because of moneys spent To […]

Christmas- Past & Present*

Of all the Christmas artefacts I revered, ‘Twas a plastic Father Christmas with ‘one shilling’ on his beard 1  A mark someone made with sale in mind That somehow simply got left behind. -I vaguely remember we had a pair In order to discourage sibling despair One somehow no longer in service… Something to do with […]

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 […]

National Service*

Imagine the weight of expectation On those called up to serve their Nation: Every man and every woman, inexperienced in war, Perhaps never having connected with things worth fighting for. Freedom, the ultimate unspoken-given, The space that enables the lives we’re living: An existence most can take for granted, No need in the scheme for […]


Great love hath no man Than to lay down his life for his brother.* Though little, by contrast, is ever discussed About giving it for another: To lay down a life for an act of war, The bloody business of settling scores, A bounden duty naïve with grace As hundreds, thousands, took their place Discharging […]