Blue Monday…*

Monday makes the week go round -Without much creative endeavour, I’ve found… News stories telling the same ol’ tales Depicting the ways that humans fail And saving just one small moment of joy -An irritatingly regular ploy As though this single-cell postivity Eclipses political proclivity, The moaning, groaning, monotoning A flimsy disguise for the human […]

Biking For Beginners*

To the cyclist in Hove, Small daughter riding pillion, The joy of her expression Was one in a million! I’m guessing you haven’t been able see The beaming smile of innocent glee, Hair wild in the wind as the streets rush past, Pink cycling helmet buckled down on fast, The sheer delight of your wheeled […]

Conservation Conversation

Re-wilding. What a wonderful notion, To regenerate nature through passive devotion ‘Allowing’, for such is human dominion (Depending of course on your opinion), The regeneration of diminishing species Sending the message that everything’s peachy For if mankind can just replace All we’ve destroyed to just save face, As though we can simply hide the shame […]

Sartorial Intelligence*

My quest for a dress Was a source of distress The sense of sartorial propriety A serious consideration for me, Not least because such occasion warrants At *least* a little extravagance. A wedding, indeed, The best of days To see two young people on their way: Friends and family looking on, Wondering where the years […]

An Olympic Legacy

Dear BBC, Congrats on your achieving Olympic coverage on TV. It really was compelling To watch our teams excelling Offering themes of conversation Built upon the hopes of a celebrating nation (Lightly overstepping the unspoken audacity Of claiming the thrill for other people’s victory..!) National Pride increasingly swelling With viewing becoming so compelling As we […]

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 […]

Disunited States

America, America, We’ve been down this road before: Me and my country-folk looking on with awe At the hearts-on-sleeves emotion That rises from your crowds, As though if it ain’t hollered It means you just ain’t proud; The Star-Spangled Banner aloft across the land A symbol of identity we’re supposed to understand. So, what then […]