Sedentary Sympathy*

Children In Need Once again succeeds To raise epic amounts of money: The TV campaign With the verve of champagne And famous folk being funny… Dear Reader, forgive my cynicism Splitting the spotlight as it exits the prism Into a rainbow of unasked questions Arising in spite of creative suggestions For fun and challenge and […]

Creeping Beauty …*

Allegedly, I watch too much TV. Or rather, it’s background company -And more to the point, I’m resting my joints While tending to admin on IT… Though as much as I’m focused on task, My attention is sideswiped, aghast At the tautness of skin That the Famous squeeze in.* Such visible distortion is hardly a […]

Sin Seven*

Is it reasonable to speculate there’s growth in sloth?* Taking the existential view That the doing of nothing is good for you, Enabling time to cogitate, Worry, mither, get things straight… Having lengthy conversations With oneself – though on such occasions Careful surveillance of others therepresent Who may think you crazy and start to resent […]

Man Up!*

Goldie Loxx was a thoughtful boy, Imbued with inevitable folk-tale joy. At least, in readers’ imagination… For his domestic situation Was less than fair or desirable: More, tragically derisable… Every female living there Obsessed with frocks, heels, nails and hair, Leaving all domestic chores And other tasks that they abhorred To Goldie, his time fully […]

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 […]

Educational Exhaustion*

*Expletive deleted*- I’m tired! Like somebody’s cut my wires. If I sit still for too much longer, I will’ve formally expired… My head is full of nothing, All capacities diminished: The week all done and dusted And me, completely finished. Nothing’s rhyming, Nothing’s right I certainly haven’t the will to fight But would happily lay […]

Headspace*

Headspace. No planets required. Though stars might come in handy Should one need to feel inspired. Pin-pricks of light in the infinite distance A velvet-lined, star-spangled, air-curved resistance, Not that dissimilar from inside my mind Where chaos trumps order from time to time As work and play and contemplation Struggle for purchase in my concentration. […]