Pointing the Finger*

The postmodern pencil grip Sees me wince with discomfort As though to simply hand-write Is a Herculean effort… The way young hands and fingers contort With the pain of all their internet sport: Thumbs the dominant digits these days, Depending, I suppose, on the games they play. Gone, the Hopscotch, Jacks and Five-Stones, Replaced by […]

Who Do You Think You Are?*

If children are at the stage of trying on identity, Where does that leave the dinosaurs? -The ordinary folk like you and me, Who’ve grown up unquestioningly sure…? Who’ve grown up soundly in our own skin, Not so much a whisper of ‘Out’ or ‘In’, With confidence and parental endorsement -None of that publicised ‘inner […]

Pot, Kettle *

As the nights grow long And the days grow shorter Do you worry for the safety Of your son or daughter? -Headphones on and phone in hand, Completely oblivious to the lie of the land: Buses, cars and cyclists surging, Demons on shoulders persistently urging, ‘Take the risk!- See how it feels To touch the […]

Double Bind*

Is sexism what it used to be? A curious question, it seems to me, Not least for the silence of assumption That regular gender-related presumption (Especially where women and girls are concerned) Is still quietly propagated, passively learned. So…whose fault is this? Who can we blame For slight, remarks, offence and shame? What do we […]

Tagged*

What’s is a name? -Is it pride or shame? Is it your moniker That governs your fame? Or is your tagging The reason for lagging Behind in the workplace By implication of race? A curious question Of modern times, The stealth of selection A silent crime; Allegations loud and clear Suggesting that’s what happens here- […]

Let’s Hear It For The Girls…

William Tell¹ (Some know him well) Shot an arrow through an apple On the head of his lad In order to prevent Something very, very bad. I can’t remember what But he clearly hit the spot, His place secured in the record books On account of the heroic risk he took. And Robin Hood did […]

Mrs Manager*

Introducing Mrs Hodgson, A woman in the shadows Whose hubby’s centre-stage right now As everybody knows… Do you ever pause to question If she likes the anonymity? Whether she craves to be centre-stage Or prefers quiet afternoon tea? I wonder what she really thinks About living with The Team? One thing is for sure right now: […]