Weekend Pending

Thursday… The weekend in waiting. A day of hope and speculating. A palpable sense of the downhill slope, A real possibility for respite and hope; For rest and relaxation Glued to a favourite TV station… Eyes glazed over, comestibles close -Anything you like from chocolate to toast, To take-away curry brought straight to the door […]

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 […]

Seventh Day Sloth

Sunday. The final weekend fun-day. The Warrior Protector from inevitable Mondays. Unless of course, you’re working shifts And have occasional cause to miss This bookending benefit of weekly employment Gifting a space for self-entertainment. Limitless prospects presenting the case For how best to occupy time and space Invoking infinite possibilities For the shirking of responsibilities: […]

Wear Sunscreen*

We’re all going on a summer holiday!¹ General Excitement plays Abject Disarray… The musing and choosing and strewing of garments A very particular sartorial torment, The What-Will-The-Weather-Be-Like conversations, In spite of all published information. The default position of British hope For something akin to minor sun-stoke, Lobster-red, mixing pleasure and pain (While silently vowing not […]

Class Dismissed.

A sense of exhaustion beyond compare Is all I have left this morning to share, The long-anticipated Final Frontier Now really, truly, actually here. Not the ‘Star Trek’-branded zone, Nor even a moment of my own: This time belongs to so many souls Whose collective endeavour Surpasses the Whole, Each one standing for education, The […]

Great Outdoor Life Fixation*

Gentlemen Only, Ladies Forbidden. Out in all weathers, or so you pretend. Leisure time spending ‘exercising’. Four-balls socially enterprising. Grip Offset Line of flight Failures of eye-sight… Gone six hours One day each weekend: Love to go more were it not For your friends, Grateful indeed for One day’s escape, though Little improvement rather Fixes […]

Recline And Stall

I’ve got Sloth. Sluggish, idle sloth. I like to pretend It’s a time for personal growth But who would I be trying to kid As further down the abyss I slid…? No-one’s going to rescue me From televisual tyranny Though those around may castigate Because they simply can’t relate To tiredness, exhaustion, Beyond all proportion, […]