Round One*

I’m watching World Cup football, Rather getting the hang of it all… The pomp and the circumstance The songs and the revelry And as yet, nothing newsworthy enough to appal… But lingering in the background, a spectre of old: The stories of domestic abuse, not often these days told. Male passion for the Beautiful Game […]

Neighbourhood Relations*

Neighbours. Don’t we all deserve good neighbours..? Folk on whose grace we might prevail When things at home incline to ail; Perhaps if we are accident-prone, Can’t find the damned charger for the mobile phone, Or need a favour- or even a fiver Or at a push, a taxi driver. A cup of milk, Some […]

Stuff It!*

How much does it really matter That the nation’s children are getting fatter?* -Who do you think should take the rap If their diet’s total cr*p..? Is this soley the fault of advertising agencies Actively promoting corpulant indulgences In the name of profit as the consequence of greed (Health warnings on the packaging just far […]

Annelidical*

Sometimes I just want to be a b*st**d!! Say my piece and come down hard On petty minded isolates (Small-P political delegates) And anyone with a point of view That even an earthworm would eschew, Peaceful and diligent as s/he is 1 In getting about her daily business, Offering a further metaphor For processing all we may […]

Line of Duty*

Every country needs traditions Whatever its political or social condition Rooted in histories of war and peace, A peculiar theatre of historical decrees, The stream of pristine uniforms A symbol of all that here conforms In the name of tradition, an erudition Passed across the centuries, A ritual sense of unity, With seamless choreography: This […]

The X Box*

Election Fever. A joust for National Leader. A vociferous creeping virus Multiplying to vex the best of us… The gradual emergence Of political insurgence A traditional, tedious And tantalising trick, Drip, drip, drip-feeding In passionate pursuit Of the job of leading Not just a troupe Of die-hard fanatics (Many with spectres deep in their attics […]

League Division *

Every since I was a young girl I watched lads chase the ball From playground to park to stadium and even the church hall(!)¹ My father tried to interest me, my brother having failed To raise his enthusiasm for this game of Alpha Males. (That said, he followed suit with a love of ballroom dancing, […]